Now there is a reason why i mentioned about the sakyant and amulets. I used to follow him every year end to go for rituals in Thailand where he visits some monks hidden in deep places (jungles) which usually are not frequented by tourists. Once done with the prayers, at each temple he would donate rice to the surrounding villagers.

One such trip, as usual, I would be doing the driving even though he would say he will take over half way, but never did. Since I am much younger than him, i don't mind driving all the way, plus I am more confident of my safety when i drive myself. We left KL at 1 AM, this is our normal timing for such trips, in order to reach Padang Besar border in time for breakfast and getting all the docs done. He was sleeping all the way, and I dont usually make any stops since it is middle of the night unless necessary for the loo.

As I mentioned earlier, I am bad in roads and maps, so was around the Ipoh or Tapah area where the road is very curvy. Suddenly my boss woke up and with his eyes wide open staring at the opposite side of the road. I didnt ask him why since i prefer to keep my eyes on the road, as it was dark and better to avoid hitting any trash or tires. He looked at me and asked if I saw it. I asked him saw what? He said there was a lady at the opposite side of the road, and she facing us. Told him I didnt even look that way, so no way i would have seen. The thing is, not even a minute, he went back to sleep. I was cursing silently, this guy scare me and leave me driving alone, at least should stay up in case really something happens ..... DUSH!!!!

A loud noise in the car, and a lot of tiger eye beads bouncing in the car. My exboss woke up shocked, I was beyond shocked, but still tried to keep the car in control while trying to figure out what the hell is happening. Opened the lights in the car and noticed that the Thai amulet he hanged on the rear mirror of his car was missing. It had been there since he bought that car 6 years prior to that incident. I slowed down the car and told him to pick up the beads and amulet, we saw the amulet which was in a glass casing is broken and some monk cloth which was given to him to keep with the amulet has also dropped out from the casing. After gathering all the items and storing it properly, we restarted the journey.

I dont know why whatever happened did happen. But one thing thought, throughout the rest of the journey, me and my exboss was fresh and focused on the driving.

This happened around 2000s. I have an elder sister who is my parents’ favourite due to being the only daughter in the family. Throughout our childhood, my dad always work extra hard to give her whatever she wished for. As such, when she completed high school and wanted to enrol in a new University which was trending back then due to government’s MSC initiatives, my dad got her enrolled into her preferred course there and she had to stay in their hostel due to the distance between our home and her uni.

Before she left for uni, my parents held some prayers at home to pray for her wellbeing while away from the family as well as celebrate the occasion as she was the first person to head to uni in the family. The next morning, all of us in the family went to the uni to send her off for her orientation and enrolment. My mom was crying as the reality hit her that she would need to be separated from her daughter for now. My dad was the proudest man, talking to the other parents about sacrificing now to see their child being successful in the future. As usual, some nagging and advice from my parents to me on the way back home since I am the failed product in the family, telling me to take inspiration from the uni visit that day.

My dad is a prudent person with his money, he still is. He pays his dues exactly on the due date, makes the monthly groceries purchases from different supermarkets as he know which one has cheaper price for those particular items and asks 101 questions if we ask him for additional money for fees etc. After my sister joined the uni, he would drive over every weekend to meet her, my mom bringing home cooked food. They would spend the whole day with her and before leaving, my dad would give her money for expenses. The amount is huge for our family, especially my dad. In between, she asked for a desktop PC for her studies, he went to lowyat and got her the best PC that was recommended to him. On her second year, she wanted DSLR camera, again he went to lowyat and got her the best set that was recommended for him. She requested for mobile phone, and he bought her a colour screen while he maintained his Ericson R320, hotlink started packs were expensive those days but he got her those too. His concept was simple, priority is to spend on education 1st, the rest comes second. Due to all these expenses, he would run short of cash and take train to work instead of driving.

Three years went by with the same routine for him and he was puzzled as to why she have not shared any news of graduation. One working day, he decided to drive to the uni and check with the office. When he reached the admin office, they asked for her details, and said they do not have her record in their active directory. He requested to meet the principal. He came home from the uni and just sat at his usual chair in the living room and did not talk to anyone that day. Next day I found out from my mom that my sister had dropped out from uni on the second year. She had disciplinary issues and even slapped one of the lecturers. All these while she had been staying in a condo nearby and put up an act whenever my parents came over to make them think she was studying hard. My dad was devastated and could not believe she did that to him.

Few days passed by and he finally decided to call her and ask her to pack up. He would pick her up and bring her back home. She got back home that day and already know that her secrets were already out. Myself, preferred staying in my room most of the time, unable to bear seeing the sadness in my parents face. My sister, she stayed in her room despite my parents waiting for her explanation. In the end, my dad had to make the first move and ask her what happened. While he became loud due to obvious reasons, my sister was surprisingly being rude to him. This was something new to all of us in the family since we were brought up not to talk back to our parents.

Her behaviours were weird, me being a person who always pray, could feel she is not the same person from 4 years ago. Since my room was next to hers, I was always living in fear. I can lock my room door, but the bathroom was shared and had access from both rooms. Middle of the night, I would wake up and hear she is making lizard clicks/ noise in her room. I don’t know if she was awake or doing this in her sleep. Some other nights, I would hear strong breathing sound in her room, not able to distinguish it is her or someone else as the voice does not seem to be hers. Most of the time, there were knocking sounds from her study table even though her room lights were turned off which I knew due to the gap under her door. I lost a lot of sleep during this period and whenever I need to leave my room, I would walk as fast as I can and don’t look in the direction of her room.

The mood in the house changed drastically over the next few weeks with constant arguments between my parents and sister. Sister decided to find a job with the reason, she will save money and pay for her education here after. She started going to work, which I doubted, she looked more like meeting her ex-MMU friends for hangout sessions. Coming back late every night, sometimes drunk. My dad will lock all the doors and gates before she comes home and leave her outside. My mom, she will tell me before heading to bed, to ensure I let her in once she comes back. My mom can’t do it since my dad will know if she gets up and leave the room. For me, it was a huge challenge, not only to open the door and padlock without making any noise, but also to disarm and rearm the motion sensor alarm system which goes on when there is movement in the living room.

From a different point of view, my parents don’t know the stuff I am hearing at night coming from her room. Whenever I take her to her room when she is back late, I hate the feeling that she gives me, like she knows that I know about the activities in her room. But I had no other options, my other siblings were too young to get involved in all these.

During this time, my mom fell ill, she had to go for operation to remove tumour. While she way away in hospital, one night my mom called me and told me to protect my sister. That my dad just left hospital and has had enough with my sister coming back late and wanted to kill her that night. One of my neighbour coincidentally left their house keys with me, asking me to check on the house and help water their plants. I quickly ran out from the house before my dad reach home, and took my sister to that neighbours house and told her to wait till dad goes to sleep. As usual, while sitting at their porch, I was scared and started reading all the religious scriptures which I had memorized in order to protect myself from her. While doing that, I noticed tears start falling from my sister’s eyes. The more I was reading those scriptures, the more she started crying uncontrollably. I just told her to turn to god and took her back home.

My mom was discharged from hospital and my dad brought her back home that day. He also bought a single bed for her to sleep in the room at ground floor as it would be difficult for her to climb stairs during her recovery. I set up her bed and went up to get her pillow. While changing the pillow case, since I need to squeeze it into the new case, I felt there is something inside the pillow. Thinking it was a label left in the sponge during manufacturing, I was looking around the pillow to also see if there is any stitching which had been opened prior to this to insert something into the pillow. All the stitching looked normal and not tampered. I took a pair of scissors and opened one part of the stitching and reach in with my hands to pull out that piece of cardboard feeling thing. When I touched it, immediately I knew it was plastic.

My heart was beating was as I took that plastic out, I could see it was a white paper, well folded into a small rectangle and wrapped with the see through plastic and contained some kind of sand and black dust in the plastic. Like I said, I used to pray a lot and not scared of such things. I cut open the plastic in my parents’ bathroom to ensure the dust and sand falls into the toilet bowl. Threw away the plastic and opened the paper. It was a hand drawn image of a huge man looking thing, with black face, large canine teeth and wearing an oversized robe. That image was in the centre of the A4 paper and the remaining empty spaces were filled with some unknown words, not from the four major language spoken in Malaysia. I went down and asked my mom if she knew about it, she had no idea.

Up to that stage in my life, neither me nor any of my family members believed in black magic, and myself being the most pious in the family always believed god have me well protected. Hence the reason why I chose to burn that paper outside our house, even if I brought it up to my dad, there is no use since he don’t believe in such things. My heart was still beating fast while holding the paper, hand trembling and feeling weak. Stomach felt empty suddenly and hungry. The feeling subsided slowly after the paper was burnt. Until today I don’t know if this paper had anything to do with my sister. There was no other explanation to that paper and I doubt a child would do anything like that to its mother.

As the daily arguments between my dad and sister were escalating, one day, she decided to pack her clothes and leave the house. When she reached the living room, my dad told her to get back inside and don’t do such things. To which she responded with vulgarity. That’s the first time vulgar word was used in my family and in that house. My dad sat back into his chair, totally devastated. My mom crying and begging her not to leave the house. She was not bother, she grabbed the house keys and headed towards the door.

That’s when my mom shouted my name and asked me to hold her back. I ran towards her and tried to pull her in, I was more athletic than her and taller than her, somehow I couldn’t even move her an inch. While I grabbed both her arms and tried to pull her back in, it felt like I was pulling a wall, this is despite me using all my might. That’s when she turned and looked at me, straight into my eyes, and said “Let go of me” and it was with a man’s voice. I was swallowing my saliva and my legs were trembling, building my courage to continue pulling her in, I read my religious verses and finally managed to her into the gated compound. Till today I remember that look and the voice.

Immediately, I took the opportunity to lock the gate and keep her inside the house. As I walked away, she was turning and continuously staring at me. Breathing heavily and face fxxcking red. That’s when I decided, this is something else, and whatever it is, it hates me to the core. Told my mom what I think is happening and she gave me the phone directory and told me to call one of my uncle who is in police force to take her away temporarily and keep her with them till the situation subsides. I turned and looked at my dad, by then I know he has given up on her and do not wish to get involved in this. So I called my uncle and told him everything that happened. He came after his duty that night and took her away.

This part onwards, I was not able to witness whatever happened with my own eyes, hence this is compilation of what I gathered from my cousins and uncles of what took place while my sister was staying with them.

My mother’s side family would usually gather at our family prayer centre on Saturday. My uncle took my sister along to the centre that weekend. Various Religious Heads (hereafter referred to as RH) from within and outside of Malaysia would also be there to lead prayers for those who come from surrounding places. That particular day, after the prayers & everyone left my sister and cousins did cleaning work. After which, they sat around the visiting RH, listening to his stories and sermons.

Suddenly, the RH told everyone to leave temporarily and let him talk to my sister and my eldest cousin. He told my sister that he knows she wants to get out of that place and at the same time asking him for his help. He used his knowledge to understand what happened without my sister telling him about the past.

He told her that someone did black magic on her and the person’s name is Mr H. When my cousin sister was telling me this, I know who is Mr H, used to see my sister’s phone ringing always especially at night with this Mr H’s name showing on the phone. I figured back then that it was her boyfriend and I had also seen him twice before when visiting my sister, he never liked me, like our energies clash whenever we are around each other. Never really bothered about it until the moment RH spoke about BM.

He told my sister and cousin about how he did it. Even though he is not from around the Uni area, he could clearly describe the important places around there. He said Mr H developed a liking for my sister during the first year in college and always asked her out with a bunch of course mates. They would go out frequently in a group to the same restaurant each time, and this is not so close to the uni. Eventually he gained her trust till she was daring enough to go out with Mr H alone. Mr H was close to that restaurant workers and in one of the occasion had given something to the worker to spike her drink. RH said that the first attempt failed due to she was still although not perfect, was praying once or twice a week.

Mr H went back to his shaman and was told to get closer to her and make her busy that she forget prayers totally. After a while, the shaman gave him another item to put into her drink, Mr H repeated the same modus operandi and took her to that restaurant and this time managed to get the BM to work. Once she was in Mr H’s control, he took her to pubs and bars almost every night and made her spend all her money (which was given by my dad). Oh, by this time, we have also realised that the desktop and DSLR camera were missing and found out that she have sold it and gave the money to Mr H. That’s how Mr H ensured he got the continuous flow of cash from my sister and she no longer need to spend time in Uni since she don’t have the tools to study and was always not sober. When RH was telling this story, my sister was able to recall all these incidents and admitted that what RH was saying did happen. RH even went into details of how the restaurant looked, where they usually sat and the particular worker who always handled their orders.

After identifying the problem, RH requested my uncle to come in and explained that she required some treatment in order to ward off the BM. He requested for my dad to come and perform the ritual with her. Right… the answer was no, no one even dared to ask him. So my youngest uncle (Mr G) who my sister was close with, decided to step in and be the fatherly person to perform the ritual with her. RH told them to prepare with another set of clothes and provided a list of items to bring along for the ritual which is to be conducted at Pantai Morib the next evening during sunset. I don’t know if the time of the day had any special reason or it was because that is the only time he was free.

RH called a lady (Ms L) who he knows and told her to be there the next day. Before any of the process started, he explained to my sister and Mr G, that since my sister is a girl he brought Ms L to perform the ritual as it would be inappropriate for him to conduct it. He started doing the prayers at the centre and slowly went into meditating pose, not moving at all and eyes closed. Then Ms L stood up and started talking like RH, what we understood is RH is now inside Ms L and he will use her body to conduct the ritual. He asked my sister and Mr G to take all the items he has requested and load into the car and start driving to Morib.

Once they reach Morib, it was sunset, Ms L placed a cloth on by the beach side and asked Mr G and my sister to sit. Ms L started chanting and gave something to Mr G to pour around the place they are seated in a circular shape. Ms L continued chanting accompanied by only a lamp to ensure visibility in the darkness. As she was doing the prayers, in that darkness, they can see some animal eyes lurking from the trees coming towards them. Ms L told the two of them to not panic and explained that Mr H is already aware of what is happening and is performing counter ritual to fight Ms L from another place. The animals are there to scare them and stop them from doing this ritual. The animals looked like reptile, maybe monitor lizard or snake, barely visible except for their eyes in the darkness. Ms L summoned some dogs to chase after the reptiles and keep guard around them while she complete her ritual.

All three of them back to focus on the ritual, Ms L told my sister to lie down and turn back. At the back of her knees, there was a mole which according to her was not there before the BM. Ms L bite that mole and started sucking while my sister was groaning in pain. After a while, she took one of the egg from the tray Mr G bought based on the list provided by RH and spit on it. She told Mr G to take the knife she requested him to bring and cut a small hole over the egg without breaking it. She continued sucking the mole until the mole was no longer visible and there was no sign of a mole was there at all, no blood, nothing. She spit on a few more eggs.

After Mr G cut each eggs, she poured the content into a bowl, and each egg contained 3 to 5 needles most of them rusted. She packed those needles and told them that she will bring it back to her prayer place to dispose it and told both of them to wash themselves and change into new clothing. The one which was worn during the ritual and all the items brought for the ritual was burned on the beach sand with petrol. Whatever remaining from the fire which could not be burned like the knife was packed in a bag and disposed in trash after the fire cooled down.

They went back to the centre, the RH was still in the same position when they left. Ms L fainted and both RH and Ms L gained consciousness after a while. RH gave my sister some talisman to tie around her waist for the next 6 months and left with Ms L as he said his work is still not completed.

After about a week, my mom asked my dad if it is fine for my sister to be back home to which he said yes. She came back and took a long time to recover her relationship with my dad. My dad on the other hand was never the same with us again after that incident.

My sister, she went on to work and fund her own studies which she eventually graduated from. She was depressed temporarily as her school mates were all already going through their career while 3 years of her life was wasted. Eventually she lost touch with them. Mr H never contacted her ever since the night of the ritual, which was also good for her.

For me, I started believing in the existence of paranormal stuff. I realised, no matter what religion you are, if u pray to god, you will have some kind of protection in dangerous times. The moment u stop is when people have it easy on taking advantage of u. This was my first ever experience with paranormal after which I had a few others.

I never wanted to tell this story to anyone as I always wanted to forget about it and move on. Unfortunately, as there were quite a number of people affected by this experience, the story could not be contained. Sometimes they request me to repeat the incident to others when paranormal topics come up during their conversations.

I will keep the boring intro part as short and sweet as possible, I would skip this altogether if possible but in order for you to understand the rest of the story and avoid raising confusion later on, it’s better to set the background right.

I am married to a kind hearted and loving family where since the day my wife introduced her family to me, they spoil me with tender loving care. There are 14 of them, eldest sister with a boyfriend, first brother married with two kids, second brother married with two kids as well, and the youngest is my wife, including my parents in law the number add up. We are just a middle class family, all doing just enough to get by but I love spending time with my in laws because they are closely knit together. Everyday must meet up type.

When we got married, me and my wife stayed in a condo. My in laws’ place were nearby, sister in law (SIL) staying with parents as her boyfriend is working in another country. The brothers staying separately on their own too. All four nieces and nephews stayed with their grandparents except on weekends. All four houses are not even 5KM apart from each other, making it easy for us to hang out after work together for dinner.

The place my SIL was staying is a landed property which she rented temporarily as her newly purchased property was under construction and will only VP in 2017. Thus you might have the question now, so which year this incident took place, it was 2015. It was October 2015 when she moved in to that house in Cheras, second unit from the end of the road. Roads slightly wider here to allow cars to make three point turn. Coincidentally, it was also the same time when I just bought a big bike, the thing is I don’t know how to ride a bike (thought buy first figure it out later…). One fine day that October, I received a call from the bike shop that it is ready for collection, they called me at 5PM and said they can wait till 7PM. I drove to the shop and told one my BIL2 to come there by cab, he uses bike for daily commute, and he was confident he can handle it. I gave him some cash for fuel and told him to park it at my SIL’s garage because I wasn’t sure it will be safe in my Condo’s parking.

Due to the traffic, I reached home late that night and started browsing videos on how to ride a big bike. Preparing myself to gear up the next morning and head to SIL’s place for practice.

So there I was, standing in my SIL’s porch. Suit up with riding jacket, padded jeans, riding shoes, gloves and full face helmet. Hands shaking on the throttle as I am thinking for the hundredth time what if I accelerate and panic and knock into something. Finally I had to courage to just do it, now or never I thought. My first day, I didn’t dare to change gear & was riding 20 – 30 kmh within the housing area. What felt like an hour of practicing was only 15 minutes when I parked back the bike at the porch.

I was looking around my bike to know about it a bit better when one of my niece came and asked me if I have a copy of religious phrases recitation which I always play in my house. Told her, of course… I don’t have a copy which I bring around. I continued inspecting the bike and the thought hit me, this girl never spoke seriously with me, whenever we talk, we are playing or joking. I went after her and asked what happened? She revealed to me that she sleeps with my SIL in master bedroom on the upper floor, and the past few days, they keep hearing different type of noises in the room. My immediate thought, this kid is just spooked, and called my wife to tell her about it, and told her to verify with my SIL. My wife called me back few minutes later and said her sister denied it but the way she spoke, can sense something is wrong.

I waited with my in laws till everyone got home, then directly asked my SIL again. That’s when she admitted it’s true. First thing I did, started my car and went back to my place with my wife. LOL!!! Not to run away, but to pack my clothes. Told my SIL and everyone else to not sleep in the master bedroom, me and my wife will sleep there that night. So the night started, we put on a small light in case we miss out seeing something. Sharp 12 midnight, the first sound came from the wardrobe. I turned and looked at my wife, she nodded acknowledging she heard it too. Around 15 mins later, another sound knocking on the door, followed by knocking on the dressing table another good 15 minutes later. This became more and more frequent, until at certain point it was 5 minutes apart and the noises were coming from everywhere. When we start focusing on the wardrobe, the sound comes from the entrance door, like something purposely want to keep scaring us. We ended up not sleeping the whole night, easily we heard more than 50 sounds.

We went to the bathroom to take shower around 7AM and my wife noticed there was a line of oil poured across the bathroom door with the purpose to make someone slip. She looked for the source and noticed there is a bottle of medicated oil on the dressing table, which has fell over and the cap came off. We are very sure the bottle was straight up the previous day because we had shower in that same bathroom too.

U know how excited the rest were to ask us if we encountered anything in the room. We didn’t want to spook the small kids, so we only shared our experience with parents in law (PIL) and SIL. After breakfast in a nearby shop, I went back to that room and started moving everything. The wardrobe pushed out from its original position, my MIL helped to remove all the clothes in the wardrobe and check for any sign of rats or other rodents. Wife and sister in law removed the mattress and moved the divan to check underneath the bed, turned the dressing table upside down. Unfortunately, no sign of any living things. We changed the bedsheets, curtain and let opened the balcony door and windows to let sunlight shine in the room until evening.

That night, me and wife slept in that master room again to see if the same thing happen again. To our surprise, it happened so frequent, my wife kept sighing and telling whatever that thing is, to stop. The noises are loud enough to shock us that everytime it happens, either one of us will tighten the grip of holding the other person’s hand. This continued the whole night and we were very exhausted due to no proper sleep over the past 2 nights. There was something new the next morning, my SIL who was sleeping in the visitor room, said that she started hearing noises in that room too. My PIL had been sleeping there prior to that without any sounds. But this time they heard it too the moment my SIL moved into their room.

With that, SIL became our primary suspect. She was working in an FMCG factory which had just moved to Pulau Indah. There are a lot of stories of factory workers getting possessed due at that location, since my SIL is in HR, she needs to deal with such matters. One such incident which was somewhat hilarious, SIL was called to the production floor one afternoon where there were 3 manufacturing staff (ladies) sitting on the floor and obviously they were possessed. One of the other worker who is religious, dared to question the paranormal being. They answered that they were not happy with the company due to breaking promises made to the existing paranormal beings which occupied the land before the factory was built. The promise was to sacrifice some animals for their consumption every year after the business starts operating there. The thing is, somewhere during the construction of that factory, the business was bought over by people from different country and religion. They were not aware of such promises and even after told, they don’t believe in such things. Why I mentioned funny is, when the religious guy told them to not disturb the workers, but go and look for the owners instead, the answer was “Are you stupid? They consume pork!!!”. Since then, we always joked to my SIL to eat more pork to keep herself safe from being possessed at work. We and PIL thought, perhaps something followed her back home and causing all the ruckus.

From the moment the suspicious came about to us, all of us started observing SIL closer. See if there are any noticeable changes in her behaviour or face. It was very hard to tell, she is angry because of the crap going on at work, but otherwise she do not do anything weird. PIL observed her in their room when she was sleeping, nothing out of ordinary. She started developing dark circles around her eyes and her face was frequently red the following days. We debunked this as she is tired due to insufficient sleep, same like us, and this affects her mood. People in the house started getting agitated easily due to insufficient sleep and sometimes there were arguments among them.

I was observing all these and decided to put a stop to it. Called the second brother in law (BIL2) to come over and spoke about what is happening in the house and everyone need to be in control of their mood to ensure we don’t end up fighting with each other due to reasons which are caused by “other things”. BIL2 upon hearing this, decided to also come and stay together in that same house. He, being the son felt the responsibility to protect his parents

So the first night, all of us split, all the ladies slept at the ground floor, while me, BIL2 and two nephews were sleeping on the upper floor. Suddenly half way through the night, my wife and SIL came up to call of us down, they said better for all of us to be together. All of us moved to the living room and slept in a row. Now there are 11 in the house, PIL and two nieces slept in the room next to the kitchen and the rest of us at the hall. No disturbance that night, finally all of us had a proper sleep and woke up refreshed the next day.

On the following day, SIL went to a Chinese temple that she frequent to with PIL. They asked the monk to check if there is anything wrong with her, but she came out clean. She told them about the problem at the house, the monks did some prayers and gave her red papers containing some writings. Alongside, they told her what she need to do step-by-step from the moment she reach home. Some of the papers were to be burned and some to be pasted at certain locations in the house. The master bedroom had the most papers.

Someone told my wife about this tarot lady in Semenyih who has good reputation. My wife wanted to double confirm about SIL , so we went to see the Tarot Lady on the following weekend after setting appointment with her few days earlier. When we reached there, SIL went first, and the Tarot Lady confirmed there was nothing wrong with her. But she looked at MIL and asked her to sit. She asked her to go through the tarot process and upon finishing, she asked my MIL if she had a miscarriage before. That’s when I learnt my wife was supposed to have a younger brother, but he didn’t make it. The Tarot Lady told us that the boy is still following because he wasn’t sent off the proper way. To which, my SIL was calmly listening and she said that the boy had been following for a long time. Other spiritual persons has told them the same things and helped do some rituals, but he don’t seem to leave. At the back of my mind, at least I know now that it is not “something” following SIL (phew…).

Just to be cautious, following days onwards, SIL took extra caution to not come home straight from work, but she will stop at a nearby restaurant to have tea 1st before coming back, this was advised to her by PIL.

BIL2 was working in a logistics line his whole life after school. He married a lady he got to know from the same neighbourhood. For whatever reason, this lady (Mrs BIL2) does not get along with PIL. Something to do with not respecting ancestors during the wedding ceremony which I am not interested in understanding. She is always on her own and only speaks to BIL2.

Ever since they moved in to this house, Mrs BIL2 will always lock herself up in the visitor room. The room was given to them husband and wife to keep their belongings. This was also the time when BIL2 asked me to invest in a business he wish to start up. Food related business. Which I did support for 6 months. Invested in all the tools they needed to run the business, hence the house became a storage for these tools too. Due to the nature of the business, he needs to carry lots of loose change too, notes in his porch bag and coins in a round plastic container.

One day, while Mrs BIL2 went up after work to have her shower, she heard something in the room. She was very sure she locked the room door before entering the shower. Once done, she came out from the bathroom and was shocked to see the coins in BIL2’s plastic container, were on the bed. She could relate to the noise she heard earlier, it was sound of something playing with the coins. She told BIL2 about it and we said maybe it fell down they forgot to store it properly after completing the accounts that night. He kept the coins and moved on from the incident.

During the time when all of us slept in a row at the living room, my wife used to stay up late as she was doing freelance translation works for movie distributors. One night, while she was working late at the dining table, she heard some knocking sound coming from the stacks of food tray (from BIL2’s business, those large yellow tray) which was placed under the staircase (it’s an open area, not a store room). Everyone was asleep except for me and wife. We both went towards the noise but after careful examination, could not find anything that would have caused it. I went back to lie down on the comforter. Not even 10 minutes later, there was another loud noise like wok falling in the wet kitchen. The wet kitchen was behind the room PIL was occupying. We both started walking towards the wet kitchen and noticed one of the niece is awake looking at us. She nodded that she also heard the noise but don’t date to move or say anything. I showed her my hand gesture asking her to just stay put while we examine what happened. We saw the wok was still hanging on the wall and there was nothing which look like just fell down on the floor.

Told my wife to quickly wrap up her work, perhaps whatever the thing is, it is not happy with us staying up. So we went to sleep right after she kept her laptop.

During that period, the eldest BIL (BIL1) was working in Bangkok. During one of the call, PIL shared with him about what is happening in the house. He is a staunch Thai Buddhism follower. Upon hearing this, he went to visit a few sifus and was given some water taken from various temples and some strings as protection for the family members. He was due to be back in Malaysia that weekend.

Upon being back in Malaysia, he came with his family to PIL place that night and gave the stuff to BIL2 as well as instructing him how to do the procedures. I was like… why are u not doing it since you learnt it first hand, to which he explained he is not the main tenant or owner of the house. Hence it is better for BIL2 to do it since he is already staying there. They left that night to their own home.

BIL2 waited till noon the next day and followed the instruction given to him, one of it being pouring the holy water into a bowl and use a brush to sort of spray the water around the house. He was doing it at the ground floor 1st and then headed up to 1st floor. Upon reaching midway the stairs, he stopped and told us to look at his body. He wasn’t wearing his shirt and we can see clearly there were goose bumps. He said he felt a jolt upon reaching the middle of the flight of stairs. He continued with the ritual to the end, luckily nothing harmed him. All the rooms at the 1st floor was sprayed generously.

Unfortunately, this ritual seem to have made the problem worse. Few days later while MIL was sweeping the first floor, she reached the children room where the house owner has left those completed 1000 pieces puzzle on the floor. Not sure why they didn’t hang it. While she was sweeping in that room, suddenly the puzzle which was leaning on the wall, fell forward. She placed it back upright as how it was and left the room. Through the next few days, she told us that this incident keep happening, even when she is not in that room, she will find out later that the puzzle is back on the floor. This made us wonder if whatever that had been disturbing in that house is a spirit of a child.

As the situation were getting worse day by day and for your info, it was less than a month in which all these problems took place. Finally, SIL said it is enough and she wants to move to a different place. She went hunting for house to let and specifically found a unit which was new and unoccupied before to ensure no one could have stayed and left anything in that house.

She told the current house owner about what happened and her intention to move out, even though the owner was not shocked by her recollection, she also displayed that she is doubtful of this story. As a result, she let SIL terminate the contract without any refund of deposits. Having no other choice, SIL agreed to her terms.

Everyone started packing their belongings, mine and wife’s were not much, we just shifted back our clothes to our condo. On the last day we were staying there, SIL arrange for transportation to move all the heavy stuff to the new house. The lorry had to make 2 trips. Everyone stayed in the existing house while we moved with the lorry to load and unload the stuffs. After completing the second trip, BIL2, Mrs BIL2, me and wife went back to the house for one last check to confirm we have cleared all our personal belongings before returning he keys to the owner.

While waiting at that house, the time was around 7PM, the owner said that she was on the way. I decided for one last time to go around the house alone. Told the rest of them to stay put at the living room. I turned my phone camera into negative mode and started recording while walking around the whole house. Did not capture anything in the ground floor. Went up to the master bedroom, recording with the room light turned on and off, got nothing. Went to the room BIL2 was keeping his clothes, repeated turning on and off the lights, yet nothing. Then lastly went to the children’s room.

Whenever I was recording without the lights, I am depending on the phone screen’s negative image to move as the place is dark and can only see what’s ahead of me through the phone screen. I was walking from the children’s room door, my camera facing the window and right underneath it is the jigsaw puzzle, this time still leaning on the wall. Midway through the room, while I was focused on the phone screen, the video got distorted. &*^%^&^***&* , I got a shock of my life, my heart was racing and slowly I turned back towards the door and again my heart sank as I saw someone standing behind me. When I looked at the phone carefully, it was Mrs BIL2, I really wanted to punch her face since I did tell them to stay put in the living room. Gave me a shocker.

She saw my face and knew something was wrong immediately, and asked me what happened, I just nodded and gestured to her to go back to the living room. I went out of the children’s room and turned back and walked in again the same way I did the first time. Trying to see if the distortion happens again at the same section. But nope, it was just that once.

I went down and my wife was already speaking to the owner. We handed over the keys and went back home that night. Me and wife went to our condo, while BIL2 went to the new rented house. I showed the video to my wife that night and she was frightened too. The next day I showed my SIL the video and we decided not to show this to any other family members especially the children since they could get affected easily.