Part 4 (Probably the last part, I'll try to be as concise as
possible)
"Tok, Tok, tok, Tok"
That dreadful sound went on for sometime before it finally died, I
can't bring to mind what time exactly when the knockings went off -
was already too weary and fighting hard to stay awake. But it went
off, and I was glad for awhile; was almost a burden off my
heart.
At about 4.30am in the morning, my friend's father came to pick her
up. I guess that the pressure was too big for her to take and
leaving would be the best solution. Along with her, went the girl
who was scratched by the unknown evil and 2 other girls.
Now those who remained, were 7 guys and 3 girls. 10 of us and less
than 2 hours to daylight, I was hoping that the black night would
just pass as peacefully as possible.
The scratching, the sighting of unknown object past the window and
sound of knockings against the backdoor - I don't know what you
readers think, but it was very pressurizing for me then. After all,
we were in a quiet chalet on top of a hill - and the other 2
Biggin' Hill Chalets beside us were empty.
The last encounter happened not long later, it was the most
hair-raising for us. And I'm afraid that I might not be able to
describe it well enough to impose the same fear we felt on you, but
I shall try.
So 10 of us were sitting in the living area with the TV on in the
background, waiting for dawn to crack. And I heard a voice coming
from the kitchen, it was of a woman talking. What she was saying, I
couldn't understand. But her voice was loud to be audible enough
and high pitched, so for the love of God - I know it wasn't my
imagination.
Soon another female voice came in, and they started talking in a
language to me. It was neither English, Mandarin, Malay, Spanish,
Hokkien nor Cantonese - all those I know. I looked around and it
was obvious by the body language of my friends that there were
really 2 voices speaking to one another. Everyone almost bundled
ourselves together at that instance.
To make matters worse, the 2 female voices didn't stop talking.
From the direction, they were in the kitchen area. And they started
giggling. The whole crap lasted a good 10 minutes or so before they
were gone. And 2 of my friends started praying all the way till
daylight.
It was a little after 6am, we started packing up. The whole place
was in great mess and disorder but we only picked up our stuff. At
that time, I'm sure everyone would rather get in trouble with the
chalet authorities and be issued a fine than to stay in that cursed
chalet any longer.
We went to the coffeeshop nearby for breakfast, and started to talk
about the eventful night. Some claimed to witness more than I did;
some even claimed they already saw "unclean" stuff earlier when we
were having our BBQ. Another friend spoke of seeing a ghastly image
in the mirror earlier, when he went up to the 2nd level to use the
toliet there.
As much as I am concerned, I've only reported what I've experienced
in this account of 4 parts. Buy it or not? I've already spoke my
piece. If you're keen for adventure, go to Biggin' Hill Chalet -
the one on the right.
Caution, evil dwells. 
Oath-keeper,
Detached
