Yes, crocodiles especially saltwater crocs are best given the furthest berth. The older and larger it is the best you don't ever try to harm it. Many accounts of large crocs being killed during the colonial era that later on consumed the colonialist that didn't believe in it.

Most recent one was this American fellow who is an avid hunter and taxidermy collector being a taxidermist himself. For some reason he wanted a 20ft long croc and he had a bunch of Orang Aslis trap one for him south of Mersing..... they trapped one for him and had it roped and chained, they contacted him to come view it, he went to see it together with one of my friends, paid the orang aslis that trapped it and supposedly he kept taunting it and then told it how good it would be hanging on one of his walls. His buddy told him perhaps it was a better idea to just pay and let it go saying something didn't feel right. While he was at it, one ketua kampung came to speak to him and told him to let the croc go as that croc had something else living in it. It so happened at that time someone from the Museums Dept was in the area and heard about the existence of such a croc and went to take a look, from tail to snout it was 22ft long. That person from the Museums also told him let it go as it was actually an old as well as sick croc, best to let it die naturally..... the American didn't care and stabbed it several times to death. The 2 Orang Aslis helped him gut it out.

They made their way back to Mont Kiara (he lived in one of those bungalows that these days cost around RM12,000,000) they had 6 incidents from their truck having 2 flat tires along the way, skidding on a dry road on a truck that has ESP, 2 minor accidents and 1 where during the accident he was robbed.

They stopped for beers at a liquor shop where I met them, they asked me to join them for the evening and make it a "boys nite out" .......heh of course none of us were below 40

When we got to the house, I told them I'll join them in a bit as needed to poo.... they unloaded the croc and started on the beers. I took a look at the croc and holy cow that thing was HUGE. Never seen such a big croc  before this.


We got talking and it became the usual happy time with the beer flowing and chips being passed around, then he told us how about I and our common friend prep some dinner. I thought it was an excellent idea as the sight of that croc was rather creepy.

We headed for the bathrooms for a shower and then I looked through the kitchen to find stuff to cook. I told my friend  his name is Alex to just take it easy I'll sort out the chilli spaghetti. The house had 2 German Shepherds that were surprisingly tame, one sat by me as I did the cooking and the other by Alex, we got talking and he told me of the incidents that happened on their way back. I politely changed the topic and started talking to him about women as I didn't want to freak him out.... he started telling me about a Malay girl he was seeing and fucking on a regular basis. As I cut the beef and trimmed the fat and tendons away, the 2nd German Shepherd came to sit by me as I was feeding the other. He kept telling me about her and he kept describing her which made me wonder hmmmm..... is he fucking a child.... because it seriously did sound like it. All of a sudden he said "The fuck dude, how the fuck did those 2 crocs get in here." I turned to look at him and asked him "The heck you're on about mate?" He said that I'm feeding 2 crocs. I looked at both the German Shepherds and they both looked at me then one of then placed its paws on me wanting more of the fat.... as I gave it he asked "How the heck do you know how to feed a croc so well?"

I threw the meat into the pot and let it simmer. Switched on the timer as I knew something else was up.

I called out his name and told him to calm down. He then kept telling me 2 crocs were following me.... I told him to sit down and calm down. He kept trying to avoid me from getting behind him. I managed to coax him to sit down and I gave his back a hard slap on the left side. Then called his name. I asked him if he heard what I had said to him, he said no. I told him maybe we should go check on his friend (his name is Brett)

We went to the garage, Brett was busy at it, I told him we could have dinner soon as it was already around 9pm that time.

Brett told us to hang in there for a bit, he needed to remove the eyes, when he started to pry out the eye the 2 German Shepherds started howling seriously in a few short moments that hot and humid feeling garage felt as cold as a Seattle winter. Alex asked me if it was unusually cold that evening. I also felt goosebumps forming and oh yeah definitely could feel something. Suddenly the 2 dogs both went by Brett and started howling and barking at him (he is the owner of those 2 dogs)

It so happened at that time I had brought in that Thai shaman to sort out another house at DH, I phoned him and told him there was a problem I needed solving. I told him to wait for me. I loaded both of them into the truck and headed straight to DH. I told the shaman what was the issue and the shaman said most likely the crocodile had once eaten a human, the spirit of those continued to live in the croc and when they killed it it was released and was disturbing the 2 of them. He burnt some incense and chanted some chants, then said it would be wise to get rid of the croc. Brett insisted it didn't happen and Alex was mostly disbelieving. We drove back and ate the dinner I had prepared.

After dinner I told them I needed to work as at that time I worked to an Pacific Time Zone, they decided to play poker and continue with their beer. It was around 3am, I was done for the day, they were still at it. Suddenly in their drunken stupor they decided to play hide & seek.

I decided to feed those 2 German Shepherds in the kitchen. Alex came by and said "Holy shit dude you're feeding crocodiles again." Then Alex said "Brett I saw you running there you could stop right away." He kept on "Brett I saw you now get your ass over here." Then he went on "Hey Brett, come see crocodile dundee here feed 2 crocs." That house was one of those open plan atrium layout. I saw Brett sitting on the chaise lounge, Alex kept saying Brett was standing by the stairs. I did not see the one on the stairs, I went to the chaise lounge and asked him if he was alright as he did look tired. Alex kept shouting at me that Brett was at the stairs. I told him to go for him.... he started chasing "Brett" but I saw no "Brett" on the stairs. Brett told me he was feeling dizzy that's why he sat down. Alex came by and sat. I asked him what happened. He then said the sneaky bugger ran so fast he gave up trying. Brett then told him he been sitting at the chaise lounge for the last 10 minutes and definitely had not run anywhere.

Suddenly Alex went blank as did Brett. Alex then said to Brett that he sees "Brett" standing at the top of the stairs. Brett then said he sees an "Alex" also at the top of the stairs. I told both of them to calm down but they both started shaking away. I called the shaman and told him to come over. They kept asking me if I saw what they were seeing, I told them no. Brett suddenly started hissing and the fat around his jaws started twitching. Alex then started talking in a female voice.

I got out of the house, closed the door behind me and waited for the shaman to show up. He showed up and I let him in. Alex had taken on another voice completely.... no more that Californian accent, he kept speaking a totally different noise. Shaman dragged Alex out of the house and rubbed him with some pig fat,coconut water and chanted some chants. He then vomited away. Brett on the other hand had become totally destructive. He kept hissing and smashing things about the house. He is 6'4 and 250lbs, a big American sized guy and strong. He kept smashing cabinets anything glass, mirrors and all of with his right arm that kept swinging. The 2 dogs were barking and howling like crazy. We opened the door and the 2 dogs ran out yelping as if they were really scared.

The shaman said nothing can be done until they get rid of the remains of that croc. He advised us to get out of the house and take the 2 dogs away as well. He said whatever that had overcome Alex was relatively easy to chase as it was a human spirit that was stuck within the croc's body, what had gotten into Brett was the actual spirit of the croc and it had become even stronger.

Alex and me followed the shaman to the hotel he was living in as we wanted to stick close to him in case of any issues.

The next morning the shaman asked us to go pickup someone for him. Alex and me drove to Kuala Selangor to get this guy who is a malay bomoh. He asked me to tell him what had happened and I told him what had happened. I raced back to MK and showed the bomoh the remnants of the croc.... he started asking why we disturbed a croc such as this saying even the Wildlife Dept won't shoot such a croc as they were well aware what could hide in it, the most they'd do is relocate it, then said this one is a really old croc and the spirit in it could be a very strong one. Alex and me tried calling him. Brett came to us and he asked what the heck happened and where the heck we had gone to, he was seriously furious that we had left him and let him smash up much of the house which he thought he did because he was drunk (it seems he did have a tendency to become violent when drunk and I did look up his public records, he has had 11 counts of domestic violence and he had 6 different assault charges on him. We tried asking him if he remembered what had happened and he had zero recollection of anything. Then the bomoh made an appearance, very suddenly Brett tried to swipe at Alex, bomoh told us to get out as the croc's spirit had taken over and that arm swipe was essentially how the croc swings its tail. I was more scared for the bomoh as he was a small sized guy in comparison to Brett.

The bomoh then told the shaman he needed help as it was a very aggressive spirit.

The shaman then came out to tell Alex and me the only way to sort it out is to send the croc's body back to where it was found or a place which was known to have crocs but the condition was Brett himself had to bring it. He told us a place we could dump it if we did not want to go all the way to Mersing.

I asked the bomoh to "move" "it" away temporarily so we could coax the stubborn redneck into giving it up. Alex spoke to him and managed to get him to agree. They loaded the croc into the truck, the bomoh drove the truck just with Brett in it while Alex and me took another car to follow the truck. He lead us to a place where north of Sungai Besar, it was a river mouth, they unloaded the croc. The bomoh then "summoned" crocs to show up then led it to the remnants of the croc was where several of the crocs devoured and dismembered it.

We then dropped the bomoh back where we had gotten him, he gave Brett one crocodile tooth on a string, said to wear it for a few days then return it. He walked out of the house and suddenly vomited some black liquid.... it looked just like squid ink. We raced him to a hospital and had him attended. Doctor said nothing was wrong with him and a nurse asked me if he had "kena rasuk hantu" which I told her what had happened..... she told me the moment she heard that she knew what had happened. Told me to tell him to be careful the next few days.

We then returned to MK. The shaman returned to his work and we started cleaning up Brett's house.

Brett quickly fixed up the house and replaced anything that was broken, after that gave notice to the landlord that he wanted to vacate the house.
Tapirs, not known.

Actually all bears have a certain spirituality to it, however in most of the Native American folklore it is the black bear that tends to be the mainstay, presumably it is also because it is more prevalent in the more southern parts and they are more adaptable to warmer climates.

Wendigos are predatory in nature, its actually believed that many of those serial killers are essentially manifestations of them.
Not just trees in jungles, some urban trees have them too and is part of the reason Singapore for example is extremely careful when it comes to removing any trees within the island.
Nope.

These ones, you have to sort of feel them. Usually if you meet someone for the first time and that person gives you a certain uncomfortable vibe...... especially if it is a fairly good looking woman... you know you've met one.

If a person you have known previously suddenly wants to get ever closer to you and you sort of feel a bad vibe or your intuition tells you something bad is about to happen..... you know you've met one.

Also if you recently had a baby and suddenly someone you weren't close to before wants to be close to you.... you know you have met one. There was a reason why I always had an absolute no touch or carry policy when it came to my children when they were first born, even their grandparents weren't allowed to carry them and they were never allowed to have a sleepover at anyone's house or ride in anyone else's car other than mine or the wife's car.

If you have a child that is unusually gifted say academically or athletically then suddenly a woman somehow wants to be close to either one of the parent and keeps asking for both your children to mingle especially in her house and especially if her child isn't particularly gifted then you know you've met one. This one usually only the mother can detect it as it requires a certain maternal instinct for it to happen. Common : Indian. VERY Common : Chinese, Malay & East Malaysians. Not so common : Africans. RARE : Whites but does not mean she doesn't exist.

Easiest?? Trust your instincts and intuition. If something doesn't feel right very quickly GTFO.

As long as that person is in your presence it is sufficient but some touching or tight holding usually does it, usually these types are somewhat afraid of people with strong handshakes, hence the reason when I encounter such persons I tend to give them a very strong and firm handshake somewhat like how Donald Trump does it.

Children? There are Thai amulets you could have your children wear that protects against them. My daughter for example is somewhat gifted that she is very brave, confident, athletically both strong and energetic and she is somewhat a smart cookie. My wife has a cousin that is exactly one of these, she was born 2 weeks apart from the wife and has a daughter that is 3 months older than our daughter. This one I knew the first time I saw her, could really feel a certain negative energy. When my daughter went to the SRJK, they were in the same school and to protect her I had Thai amulets sewn into her uniform pockets and school bag.

Pregnant woman? Never EVER let someone put their hand on the bump.

Disclaimer: The following comments are from my personal experience and thoughts. I have no ill intention towards any religion or people of certain religion.....so okie dokie...on with the story.

This incident was what started my interest in Demonology and it's also one of the most terrifying experiences in my life (after this incident I've been reading up a lot on Demons). This happened back when I was around 2o year old, I was still in Uni and during the Sem breaks, I will on and off help my sifu with stuff, from something as menial like assembling a bookcase he bought to assisting him when people request for his help (he has a few other disciples but everyone has a day job, so not everyone will be around at the same time)

It was a Friday so I was looking forward to a night session of lepakking with my ex Form 6 schoolmates. 9.30am I received a call from my sifu ask me to go over to help him (maybe because I am the only one that is free). So drove my very old Toyota KE70 wagon to my sifu's place. Greeted my Sifu and he ask me to pack some stuff, Salt, Rice, and one really big Takrut that he left on the table. I've never seen the Takrut before. So my Sifu drove us to this area where normally a lot of rich people stay, and we stop at the front gate of one of the bungalows in that area.

Coming down from the car, I immediately felt the urge to run away. Like...really run, like "Run fat boy..run like you've never run before" kinda feel. My sifu say my face and told me "Everything will be ok, now, the Takrut you pack just now, wear it now so that it touches your skin, so I hung the takrut on my neck inside my T-shirt. The Takrut felt very heavy..like I'm wearing a suit of armour. My sifu told me, "Later we will meet a young girl, she is in trouble and we are here to help. Later there will be her relatives there, but they won't be able to hold her down, your job is to hold her down while I do my job, with the Takrut you are wearing, you are protected and you can hold her down"

I took a deep breath and said ok. So we rang the bell and this Uncle opened the door. We went into the bungalow and there were a few people there, 3 guys and another auntie which i assume is the wife of the uncle. The 3 guys are the elder brother of the little girl. Seems that this is a Catholic family as I see a small statue of Mother Mary at the living room. So the auntie greeted us and then she guided us upstairs to one of the room. The 3 brothers were also following. From outside the room, I can felt enormous pressure. I can feel that something is in there that was Pure Evil and Hatred. My Sifu ask me to give him the bag with the packed Salt and Rice and he grap the plastic, opened them and grab a handful of salt and put it in his pocket, then another handful of rice and put it in the other pocket. His words before going into the room was "Do not be afraid, you are protected, we are going to save the little girl today and it is your fate to help"

The auntie opened the door and we entered the room. When coming into the room suddenly the immense pressure was gone. In the room was a reading table with a PC, a clothing cabinet and a bed. There was a Cross on the wall diretly above the bed, and on the bed was the girl, I think she's about 15-17 years old, and she was staring at us smiling. She greeted her mom and her brothers and ask who are these 2 strangers (she meant me and my situ). The auntie then look at my sifu and said "This is what "It" does, we have had the Priest (I assume she meant Catholic Priest) come here to do blessing and this was how "It" always tries to fool everyone". (the conversation was in Mandarin)

My sifu spoke to the girl "Let's not waste time, we were able to see and sense your presence, hiding from us is not use, we know you are here". The girl replied "Uncle, I don't know what you are talking about". Then my Sifu took outa small dagger, this dagger also I've never seen before, but I know the handle is made from very old amulets crushed and formed into the handle and the metal probably is "lek lai" and he touch the tip of the dagger on the bed. The girl suddenly growled and the face was still smillnig but she talked without movied her mouth "This does not concern you monk, our business are with the lamb of Christ". It was a very low growly voice, and it was when she finished her sentence that suddenly, there was a darkness that envelope half the room. The immense pressure was back, I blinked at that moment and from the girl now I saw the "thing"'s real form. it was very hard to describe, but i knew at the moment, I wanted to throw up, and the smell was terrible. Feelings of fear, disgust, sadness was seeping into me, then my Sifu just tap me on the forehead and I just returned back to my normal self.

My Sifu started to negotiate with the thing...what would it take for it to leave this girl alone, of course then the thing spouted all these cuss words and say this girl is mine, I will never let her go. So my Sifu grab some salt from his pocket, touched it with the blade of the dagger and blew into it then threw the Salt at the girl. Seems the salt has a burning effect. Then next was the rice, so my sifu kept on throwing salt and rice at the girl until the darkness retreated. The girl basically screamed in pain all the while. When the darkness retreated, the girl slump down and went still. It felt like only a few seconds, but actually half and hour has passed by.

I said to my situ "Something is not right...still can feel that the thing is here..." My sifu said yes, it's trying to hide from us. Then my sifu suddenly use the dagger he was holding to stab the Cross that was on the wall on top of the bed. Black liquid started to flow from the center of the cross. My sifu ask me faster take the balance of the salt and rice, empty it into the yellow bag that I bought with me, and hold the bag open, my sifu basically hammered the dagger into the wooden cross then took the cross with the dagger jutting out from it and threw it inside the bag. I then close the strings of the bag. The atmosphere in the room immediately change back to normal. The girl opened her eyes and started crying asking her mom what was going on. We left the room and went downstairs. The Uncle was waiting downstairs and when he saw my Sifu, he ask my Sifu how was it, my sifu replied that everything is settled, but now don't have time to talk, need to faster go back to the temple to follow up on the thing inside the bag. So we drove back to the temple, and at 6pm, my teacher's other disciple got of work and came to help him. Before I left, I returned the big takrut to my situ. My sifu say he almost forgot, this takrut will protect me but can only use for a short while as it's too strong for me to stand. The takrut left a mark on my chest like when you go sunbathing and you left a book on your chest so end up a shape  of the book if left on the chest.

I also told my situ, during the moment just before you tap my forehead, I was feeling very scared, disgusted and sad, and I think I manage to glimpse for a while what was the thing. My sifu then ask me what I saw. I told him I saw people who was still living in jungles and they were some sort of civilization, with small pyramids built maybe as place of worship as I also say the jungle people was making life human sacrifice to something that they were praying to. Then I saw an image of the same jungle people but this time, some more advance people on horseback with flintlock rifle attacking the jungle people, either killing them or imprisoning them and they were after the gold that these jungle people had. My sifu said probably what I saw was some memories of the thing, and ask me maybe just do some research.

So I started to search the internet (during that time still the 56k dial up modem ar) so it took me sometime, but then I found out probably the jungle people were the Aztec or Incans who made human sacrifice and prayed to these Demigod. Then came the Spanish Conquistadors who invaded them, took their gold, converted them to Christianity or killed those who won't. My deduction would be why a lot of time Demons don't seem to bother people that are not from the Abrahamic religions is due to this kind of things happening.

To explain it in easier terms, these beings, the Demigods, they were enjoying the adulation of the Aztec and Incans, they are given fresh human sacrifice, suddenly come another factor, took their people away, took away their adulation, took away the sacrifice that they were enjoying and now their people also betrayed them by now praying to the God in Christianity. So these Demigod, these beings of course will be extremely pissed off with the faction that took everything away from them. Hence unit now they are still looking for payback.

The story is a bit long, but I am very glad I finally got it off my chest. Even my mom don't know this happened, because me and my sifu never told her.