Be warned: preschoolers' grammar, sentence structure and
all.. no time for editing man!
I was a trainee in some signal camp back then and
had a few spooky experiences. Our bunk back then was located
on the fifth level of the accomodations block. My bunk mates were
made up of friends I knew from BMT and so it was almost a party
every night (We stayed up quite late to talk cock and sing
song).
Throughout the 2 months training, everyone heard something just
before midnight. It could be the sound of heavy chains being
dragged across the corridor (Our bunk only has a row of windows and
it is not by the corridors, so it wasn't possible to actually see
what's going on outside without opening the doors), some rattan
broom being swept across the corridor. Weird sounds, probably our
imagination? Don't be too quick to judge, read on.
There was this once around 2am, my friend and I was chatting at
his bed. And we started hearing the sound of somebody clipping
nails from the first bed which is at the extreme left of the bunk.
We were dazed and looked blankly at each other. And I suggested
that we go take a look...
The two of us crept to bed 1 and we called out "Alv*n.. Alv*n...
are you awake?" There wasn't any response and we could hardly see a
thing, it was pitch black. The sound of the clipping continued and
we rushed for the lights. The sound stopped when the lights were on
and Alv*n was soundly asleep on his bed. Not wanting wake up the
entire bunk, we switched off the lights and went back to bed.
There were countless other incidents... Like the gust of cold
wind my friend felt in an enclosed area... Presence felt and all...
But the following incident takes the cake...
The night I was awfully tired, left my cellphone charging at the
powerpoint and I dozed off. I woke up next morning and saw more
than 10 missed calls from my mom and a text message sent by
her.
In the exact words: ''Son, are you ok? You called home last
night and you were crying. I asked you what's wrong and you hang
up.''
Naturally, I called my mom and asked her what happened. She
claimed that I called home last night, I was sobbing bitterly and
in between my cries, I was murmuring "mummy.... mummy" that kinda
thing. I denied that I called home and instructed my mom not to
pick up calls if she sees my number flashing after midnight.
Initially, I thought it was my friends playing a prank on me... and
I questioned them... No one admitted to it...
And the strange thing is 1) Checked the call logs, no calls were
made out 2) I don't save my mom's number in the phone I use
for army.... So how possible it was for someone to dial my mom's
number, cried his heart out and even called out "mummy"?
Sensing something was wrong, I had been more careful - I took
extra effort not to leave my cell phone charging overnight, even
turned it off and locked it up in the locker before bedtime. And my
mom didn't recieve any weird calls after that.
It was till 2 weeks before our POP, the 2nd episode began. I
couldn't sleep that night and was turning and tossing in bed. And I
started hearing muffled crying of a child coming from the corridor,
I immediately froze. I started to focus on the sound, it got
clearer and was of a child crying... "sob sob... .sob Mummy... sob
sob.. Mummy... sob"
I remained motionless on my bed until it went away for a long
time before I saw some movement on the bed opposite mine and I
immediately walked over, nudged my friend a little and told him
what I've heard......
Sheeesh... Sheeesh... I'm still wondering what was that...
