Thursday, February 03, 2005

DON'T READ THIS ALONE AT NIGHT!

Let me tell you, this is scary . . .

The story takes place during the Seventh Month of the Chinese Lunar Calendar, where the gates of the underworld are thought to be opened and the spirits free to roam the earth for one month. It revolves around a young lad named Sam. At that time, Sam was working as a general worker for a small company located at Tuas.

During one particular working day, the whole of Sam's company was requested to work overtime in order to meet a deadline due the next day. By the time everything was done, it was already past 1am and Sam was the last person left in the office. He was wondering whether there would still be any bus services at this hour. He decided to try his luck, quickly locked up the office and rushed towards the bus stop.

The bus stop was situated by a small narrow road with dense forest surrounding it. Sam waited for about 20 minutes and was about to make his way to the main road to catch a cab when a double-deck bus appeared from nowhere. He hesitantly waved it down and boarded the bus. The only person he saw on the same bus was a frail, ghastly-looking old woman.

The old woman was dressed in a white samfoo and black pants attire favoured by maids in those early days, or "Ma Jie" as they were commonly known then. Sam felt uneasy upon seeing her and was about to go up to the upper deck when a voice rang out in Cantonese, "Young man, don't go upstairs. Upstairs dangerous." It was the old woman.

Her comments sent a chill through Sam's bones, and he figured that the upper deck might be "dirty". He decided to heed the old woman's advice and grab a seat at the lower deck despite her discomforting presence. It was an agonizing journey of twenty minutes before Sam arrived at his bus stop. He quickly alighted and turned to steal a quick glance at the old woman, who stared right back at him by the window. Without further ado, Sam hastened his pace and was fortunate to reach home safely.

The next day, Sam was requested to work overtime and ended up being the last person left in the office again. It was already past midnight, and Sam was contemplating whether to take a cab home, but decided against it in the end as money was tight. So he made his way to the bus stop again, and after twenty minutes or so, the same double deck bus appeared. Sam boarded the bus and saw the same old woman again. He decided to go to the upper deck again when the old woman called out to him, "Young man, don't go upstairs. Upstairs dangerous." Even though he had heard it before, he still felt a certain fear inside him since it was the Seventh Month. To be on the safe side, he reluctantly took a seat on the lower deck again and reached home without much incident.

The third day, Sam was asked to do overtime again. By now he felt a sense of dread and worried about meeting the same scenario as he had over the past two nights. Nevertheless, he obliged, since it was his livelihood. He was, you guessed it, the last person left in the office again. He made the same journey to the bus stop, occasionally checking his back as he walked. The double-deck bus arrived. He boarded it and saw the same old woman again. As he proceeded to go upstairs, the old woman warned him again, "Young man, don't go upstairs. Upstairs dangerous."

Same was fed up with the old woman by now and decided to go upstairs even though he was feeling a bit scared. He saw no one else when he reached the upper deck. Slowly, he made his way to the back to the bus and sat down. Sam's heart began pounding away as he waited anxiously for something to happen. After 30 minutes, nothing happened. Sam went downstairs to confront the old woman and asked her why she kept saying that it was dangerous upstairs.

The old woman turned, stared at him and replied, "Young man, don't go upstairs. Upstairs dangerous. Upstairs got no bus driver."

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