misteri nusantara.i watched that 'spooky' segment on the tube awhile ago.it ain't a scary episode.like most of everybody else out there,i'm quite attracted to the supernatural and the ghostly beings or whatever you choose to call it.
we always dismissed those things as an effect of our own playful thoughts,a mind play and of under heavy influences of ghostly stories in all kinds of media and rumours.
i disagree.not wholly but partially.
due to my misadventures during my lifetime,i've experienced some scary shit.the following is my story;
We've been planning for weeks for yet another camping trip at a secluded spot few bus stops away from punggol jetty.There were supposed to be around 16 of us,but only 4
turned up.Alwi,Helmi and his girlfriend and myself.The rendezvous meeting point was somewhere in Hougang.(there was no Sengkang or Punggol estate at that particular time.)We took a bus and walked the rest of the way there.
It was almost dark when arrived and there was nobody there as we expected,only occasional boats rumbling past at the sea.Across,was Coney island,with thick vegetation and white sandy beach.We didn't bring along any tent,we splayed across a canvas on the ground and one over our heads,with makeshift ropes attached at the canvas's corner to the trees.The spot that we chose,was by the sea,there was a kerb,to prevent the sea from raging upwards during high tide and the surrounding us were nothing but big trees.And about 15-20 metres from us was what which looked like an old small bunker,facing the sea,the structure was totally dilapidated,with overgrown roots of trees and plants camouflaging it.
Everything was nice and easy,we had our corned beef,breads,hot dogs and coca-cola for dinner.We poked fun at each other,talked and laughed by the campfire and basically things that everybody does during a camping session.
All of sudden,it started to drizzle,followed by a torrential rain with thunder clapping and lightning flashing above us.Everywhere,it was soaking wet.The trees,the ground and us.We squat and huddled among ourselves,the campfire has stopped burning furiously,only hot coals still swelling with smoke hovering over it.The rain didn't stop for hours and only around midnight the unforgiving weather subsequently reduced to slight drizzle.
It was then we started to ignite another fire but we couldn't.Everything was wet and we could barely see anything with our small,wet,battery operated torches.Then,right behind us,"HEEeeeeeeeeeee Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!"A loud continuos high pitched ear piercing chills to the spine shriek-like,cry-like laughter at the jungle behind us that almost stopped my heart.We froze and looked around,above us and at each other.Then there was another one and another one and it didn't quit.It seemed to be everywhere,all around us,but we can't see.We panicked,but we didn't know what to do.Something in me told me to run,but at the same time when i looked at helmi's girlfriend,i changed my mind.(i just can't leave them behind,we've made a point not to leave each other behind in case of emergency such as this.)Knees were trembling and basically everything in me was vibrating and shaking real badly.we just huddled with each other,helmi's girl sunk her face in between her knees and covered her ears with her hands.No it's not over,there was this strange stench filling the air and the sixth sense indicated there was something scary approaching us.It was dark,wet and this crazy scary shit,no one nearby to turn to and my heart was pounding mad,i didn't know what to do,we were all shivering so much and IT SEEMS TO DRAW NEARER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!JGN KACAU AHH!!!!!!!!CAU CIBAIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
I plucked enough courage and that was how i retaliated.The rest looked at me,stood up and did the same.We cursed and hurled obscenities at whatever that was scaring us.And soon after,we grew tired.It was quiet.The stench was gone and even the rain has stopped.We didn't know what it was,what got into us and we never shut our eyes throughout the night.And we weren't laughing no more.Upon sunrise,we packed our stuffs and left,never to return again.
Many locals were massacred and bodies were dumped and left awashed by the sea during the japanese occupation.Stories like above,are quite common among fishing enthusiasts,both young and old who frequent Punggol beach.The place has changed,the government built tall walls stretching the beach to prevent illegal immigrants.
but that doesn't mean u can't get lucky,if you wanna try,who knows what you might bump onto.till then,have a Fright Night!
