I like to travel but the lodging cost already taken up most
of my travelling budget. So, normally I would look for free or low cost room if
I only stay for a few days; a house if my stay is longer. Fortunately speaking,
I have many helpful friends; a place to sleep can always be arranged with a single
phone call with a catch of course. The catch is that I cannot choose where I
like to stay even the place is a little too spooky. Frankly speaking, it is not
the ghosts that I am afraid of; but the thugs and personal safety. Having said
so, I don’t enjoy to stay in a haunted house either because when a house is
haunted, the Feng Shui of the house would also be bad also.
Once I visited Sibu for a week and called up a friend whose
father owns a logging company. This friend of mine has a few empty houses
served as worker’s quarters and he has generously emptied one of those houses
for me with a caution: “This place is extremely haunted, stay at your own risk!”
His warning actually intrigued me, so I pull him aside and demanded him to
clarify his last statement. This guy just shrugged and veered at me while
saying: “I will tell you when you pass the keys back to me… if you make it
alive and in one piece… Ha! Ha! Ha!”
Having no choice as staying in a hotel would cost me $200
per day and it would be a lot of money if I had to stay for 7 days! So, I took
up the challenge and moved into the house. The house was a wooden house with
one kitchen, one bathroom cum toilet and two rooms. I stayed in one room of my
choice and mind mine own business.
First few days were relatively peaceful perhaps I went out
early in the morning and came back quite late. At times when I came back at
night, I would hear noise of people taking shower in the toilet accompanied
with Indonesian songs. I thought it might just be my pal’s Indonesian worker
since this house I temporary sought shelter was meant for them to stay anyway.
One thing I disliked this guy was that he (my guess was that
it must be a ‘he’ from his singing) liked to open my room door suddenly and
shut it with a slam while I was sleeping soundly. The sudden bang startled me
but I thought the guy probably got the wrong room in the dark. This person
would also suddenly switch on my room light suddenly at night, sometimes he
also purposely switched off the light while I was reading. Of course I paid no
attention to those ‘mistakes’ as I thought I only want to have a peaceful stay
in Sibu and not looking for quarrels.
7 days lapsed and I called up my pal to pick me up as I
would be travelling to Kuching to meet up with my aunt. My pal came as promised
and when I jumped into his truck, he looked at me with surprised and asked: “Did
you notice anything unusual there?”
I responded as usual: “Oh, the place is fine… but it would
be good that if you would inform me first when you let new worker staying in
the house. I thought I have taken his room but he just went on with his
business quietly and left me alone for the whole week…”
My pal looked surprised and said: “What did you say? I didn’t
let anyone into the house except you… In fact, there was an Indonesian worker
whose head was chopped off by his fellow roommates after he won some money
during gambling. His murderers took the money and escaped but this poor man’s
restless spirit remains in that house ever since. It has scared many tenants
and no masters could get rid of it. Can you help to remove this ghost? I will
pay for your service!”
I looked at him and shook my hands: “No way bro! I am afraid
of ghosts… Ha! Ha! Ha!”
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