The sun had set and the night was dark and eerie. Oluwatobiloba, James, and Adeola had made their way to the old abandoned house at the edge of town. They had heard stories about the house, and the rumors of the curse that had been placed upon it.
The house was dark and silent, and the air was thick with dread. Oluwatobiloba and his friends stepped cautiously into the house, their hearts pounding in their chests. They could feel the presence of something dark and powerful, and they knew that they were not alone.
Suddenly, a loud voice boomed out from the darkness. "You have come to challenge me, Oluwatobiloba. I have been waiting for you."
Oluwatobiloba stepped forward, his face determined. "Yes, I have come to challenge you. I will not let you harm my friends or anyone else in Ibadan."
The voice laughed. "You think you can defeat me? I am the one who cursed this house and I am the one who will decide its fate. You cannot stop me."
Oluwatobiloba stepped forward again. "I can and I will. I will not let you hurt anyone else."
The voice laughed again. "Very well, then. Let us see who is the stronger one. Let us have a final showdown."
Oluwatobiloba and the voice battled for what seemed like hours. Oluwatobiloba used all of his strength and courage to fight the powerful force, and eventually, he emerged victorious. The voice was gone, and the curse was broken.
Oluwatobiloba and his friends stepped out of the house, relieved and exhausted. They had done it. They had broken the curse of Oluwatobiloba.
The sun was rising, and the town of Ibadan was safe once again. Oluwatobiloba and his friends had saved the town from the curse, and they had proven that courage and strength can overcome any obstacle.