The Expo Locker: My Answers from Nowhere

On the day of my final WAEC exam, answer sheets begin to mysteriously appear in my locker—each one perfect, each one impossible to explain. Teachers, scientists, even village elders gather, suspecting juju, cult, or government secret, but nobody fit break the curse. When I finally ask the locker to reveal itself, the truth it writes shakes me to my core—will I survive the answer to my own question?