Abducted journalist, OLUWATOSIN OSHIBANJO, was tortured and dumped by the roadside.


Monday, October 21, 2024 -A freelance journalist, Oluwatosin Oshibanjo, who was recently abducted by some unidentified gunmen in his Ijebu home in the Ijebu-Ode Local Government Area of Ogun State, has been found.

According to Punch, the abductors released him when they learnt he had been declared missing and that the police were on their trail.

Oluwatosin noted that the abductors claimed not to be kidnappers but cultists and were allegedly engaged by someone displeased with his work.

He narrated, “I was on a call with my wife on Tuesday morning when I heard a knock on the door. Upon opening the door, two guys were trying to force themselves in, and I asked them who they were, but they brought out a gun and marched me out to their car, a red Big Daddy Toyota, with another two guys seated inside.

“They drove towards Ososa Road, and they were arguing that this was TMC. At a point, they made a U-turn back to Ijebu-Ode, blindfolded me, made two left turns, and dragged me into a house.

“They kept discussing, pulled off my shorts, poured water on me, sellotaped my mouth, and tightened the blindfold. They hit me on the leg, and my legs became heavy. They dragged me inside a vehicle.”

He added that after a while, he became unconscious, and when he woke up, he heard them discussing that the matter had escalated and that their work was about to get them into trouble.

Oluwatosin noted that he was taken to a tiled room where the abductors said they were not kidnappers but cultists. He stressed that despite his pleas for food, they refused to feed him.

“I was dragged into a car but sensed it was different from the one they used to pick me up on Tuesday. They kept driving and driving before they suddenly stopped, removed the blindfold, and pushed me to the ground naked.

“I managed to call for help but couldn’t, so I started crawling until a bike man stopped and only removed the sellotape from my mouth and left. I got to a group of people, but their voices sounded like Hausa. One of them covered me with clothes and asked whom I knew. I told him my mum and gave him her phone number. I remember vividly seeing my mum before I later found myself in the hospital.”

Police are yet to comment on the same.

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