Researched and written by Roger Lau
Edited and co-written by Eugene Tay
One of the most popular saying in Asian superstitions is that strange smell at night is a definite sign that ghosts are around. Superstitious belief from the Malay community states that the arrival of the Pontianak is usually proceeded by a strong floral scent, specifically, the frangipani flower. When the ghost is a malicious one or when the Pontianak is about to attack, the smell will turn into something extremely foul like that of rotting garbage.
Even in western paranormal culture, foul smell is an indication that a spirit is nearby. When you smell sulfur, it probably means the entity is demonic in nature. That belief probably came from the Christian identification that hell is made up of fire and brimstone. Brimstone is the synonym of sulfur.
Of all the evidence that Paranormal investigators try to capture, smell is the only component that is impossible to record. However smell is still one of the most important and foremost part of an investigation and investigators will mention that experience on camera. While still very much a personal experience, a supernatural scent usually appears differently to different people but at the same time.
These odors sometimes tell a story, putting a time stamp upon a life that once lived. Yet, for whatever reason after death – do not depart...
Have you ever woken up to the smell of cooking, yet there are no one in the kitchen? Or, smelled a strong whiff of cologne or perfume in the air when being the only one in the house? Had the odor of flowers, and you have no plants in the home? Or perhaps the smell of wet animal fur, much like after a bath, when there are no longer any animals in the residence? If so, you may very well have had a paranormal encounter; and not even aware it has happened.
Unexplained smells from reported experiences and incidents have included food cooking, tobacco (cigarettes, cigars) cologne, perfume, deodorant, hair spray, body odors and occasionally the smell of rotted meat or even decomposed animals. It is thought a house (or building) can literally absorb these past odors and replay them in short bursts at times. Skeptics will reason there’s nothing paranormal about it - there must be a scientific explanation behind it. That may be the case but..... these odors seem to always tie in with the deceased former resident and while that may be a simple coincidence, it's also harder to rule out the possibility of a paranormal phenomenon.
My mother was awakened once in the wee hours of the early morning by an overwhelming odor of what she described as “grandmotherly” perfume.
The smell emitted from inside her room and it was so dense that she almost got choke from it. And just as quickly, it suddenly disappeared. It was surely not the smell of any perfume she uses. And from our neighbor, we learned the first owner of our house had been an elderly lady. Coincidence? The skeptical side of me would like to think so, but yet, I have my nagging suspicions.
My father died in 2012, passing away on a armchair in our living room. When he was around he literally farted a lot. Silent but deadly; but we still loved him. After his death – for many months – this fart smell would suddenly surface, and then just as suddenly disappear. Coincidence? An old memory perhaps?
Had my dad chose not to leave? Did he even have a choice in the matter? Is he still around watching us? I don’t know. Most of what we believe in the supernatural field is made up of what we want and choose to believe.
Will paranormal research and science be able to prove this occult gray areas? One day, perhaps, but I expect it to be for many more years to come. Paranormal odors are just another piece to complete the puzzle.
Written by Eugene Tay
In such modern times when material gains and tangible evidence are valued greater than the fear of the supernatural instilled in us from our grandparents, most of us have grown to become quite skeptical of the metaphysical.
What's metaphysical? It comes from the word metaphysics
Metaphysics is a major branch of philosophy. It concerns existence and the nature of things that exist. In layman speak, that's Feng Shui.
Feng Shui, unfortunately, has the bad reputation of sounding like hocus-pocus. Which is why modern spiritual masters are forced to reinvent their image to sound more "sciencezy" to fit the modern perspective. We are at an era where people will say "It's 2020 already and you still believe in ghosts" as if time has anything to do with the existence of the paranormal.
So it comes as no surprise that a circular that had made its round at Farrer Court, especially during the time of a bitter en-bloc battle, was largely ignored and debunked as a scare tactic to force residents to sell their units out of fear of pantang (superstitions).
The time in which the circular was distributed was unfortunate, and to be fair, it made me doubt its authenticity and question the motivation of the person behind this act. During the mid 2000s many people got rich overnight from the sale of their old homes. We are talking about million dollar deals here and greed will drive people to do just about anything. That is why it makes it hard to take this Feng Shui treat seriously.
However, many of those who are familiar with feng shui or have the third eye, they believe beyond the shadow of a doubt, that Farrer Court is sitting on bad land. By bad land, we mean land that has a high Yin energy. The Chinese believe that there is both Yin and Yang energy in this universe and they must be balanced to achieve harmony. Too much Yang energy and you will have high tension, flaring temper and restless unbound energy. Too much Yin energy and you will attract the negative entities, which in turn will bring about depression and suicidal thoughts. Balance is the key.
But when a place is unbalanced, like in the case of Farrer Court and even some specific blocks in Admiralty, Eunos, Ang Mo Kio and Yishun, just to name a few, you will find a higher level of suicide cases in these areas.
Because such cases don't have a clear supernatural distinction, many people are able to chalk all that figures down to pure coincidences and live peacefully with the mentality that "it won't happen to me."
A few cases that I have attended to personally started off with what seemed like a spat of bad luck or maybe some mild paranormal haunting. Many masters tried to cleanse these homes, but try as they might, there seem to be an over-abundant of bad energy in the area that just can't be cleared. Like trying to scoop water out of a sinking ship with a soup spoon.
That's when we expand our search to the surrounding area and more often that not, we'll find a new structure built around the neighbourhood that has affected the flow of energy.
In one home at Bukit Timah situated behind National Junior College, we found that the series of death and illnesses that plagued the family in recent years were due to three flag poles that were erected on the school grounds. In the evening when the sun sets, the shadow of the three poles will be directed at the house. The erection of the 3 flagpoles serves to invite death as in feng shui, such a set up resembles 3 jossticks at the altar for the dead. That was the negative energy that then plagued the family ,unfortunately.
A similar case we encountered was a home at Siglap. A newly constructed roof top by a neighbour across the road blocked the flow of energy to the home and the owner claimed that he suffered from an uncanny level of bad luck during that time. His thriving business failed spectacularly and he was involved in three automobile accidents that year.
The old Spottiswood Park condo was apparently built on Yin land and faced a direction that did not help its position. For years, that condo was notorious for suicides and divorce. The spiritual master attending the case said that he could only help to shift the flow of energy but it's only temporary.
In all three cases, the solutions weren't as simple as just putting up a mirror or swap the position of your dining table.
The examples are plentiful, but the point I'm trying to make is that for those who believe in the supernatural, Feng Shui is a very real thing, and because the effects of bad Feng Shui is not as immediate and obvious, most people prefer to be masters of their own fate than to depend on ancient Chinese books telling them where to place their furniture and what colour they should wear.
Feng Shui, to modern people, is an inconvenience and unproven by science.
I've taken the liberty to type out the content of the circular so that it would be easier to read. You can also click on the image to see the original content. Once you are done, head on to Part 3 of the Farrer Court Saga - Farrer Court: Place for Murders and Suicides to read another confession sent in by a resident who had lived in that estate and who has the ability to see ghosts. Or read Part 1 of the Farrer Court Saga - The Red Ghost of Farrer Court for an ex-resident's confession.
Another Farrer Court Suicide - Why?
Dear Residents and Friends,
We are writing to you to share with you something critically important to the health and well-being of you and your entire family.
Have you or your loved ones been experiencing:
1. recurrent ill health or even death?
2. bad luck at work and at home?
3. inability to make or retain wealth?
4. poor family relationships including divorce?
5. have only female children or grandchildren?
6. poor studies in school and exam results?
We have long asked why such problems have plagues us and our neighbours since we moved into our home in Farrer Court.
We have also noticed that our estate has had its fair share of suicides, and have personally witnessed the ones that happened in Blocks A, B, and C since we moved in. We have also heard that there was a bizarre murder case in Block F involving a maid killing her employer. On Tuesday 6 Mar 2007, a maid jumped to her death in Block B in the wee hours of the morning. Why?
At first, we attributed these problems as being part and parcel of life. But when things got worse, we went to consult not just 1 but 4 different Feng Shui Masters from different schools, because we desperately needed to know why so many things are going wrong.
We are going to share with you what we have learnt.
Farrer Court as, through the years, accumulated an excess of Ying energy, which is the female or dark energy. This energy is in the very land that our homes are built on.
So the homes built on this land will experience too much Ying energy and this is very bad.
These homes that have this type of bad Feng Shui will lead you and your family to suffer from bouts of illnesses with bad luck and multiple troubles. You may either find that you can't make much money, or even if you do, you will be unable to retain the money, because you will have problems that will lead you to spend it all away.
Someone more sensitive to this dark Ying energies will actually fall critically ill or even die. You may notice many funerals occurring, even during the recent Chinese New Year. The Ying energies also attract people who want to kill themselves to die here (proven by the three non-residents who committed suicide in Black A, B & C)
Furthermore, the MRT tunneling has disrupted the energy roots of our land, leading to even more poor luck for our descendants, because the foundation of our homes have been rocked and weakened stirring up more Ying energy.
Having underground tunnels is like having rivers below ground which will carry away all our wealth so you can expect to lose more money or spend more ("lou chai"). Big canals around the perimeter also carry away the good luck and wealth of the occupants in the blocks.
Some of you may say that you have lived here for so long and things have been fine. But why are things worse recently? Based on one Master, any family can only live in their Farrer Court house for 10 years. After the first 10 years, things will start going downhill and worsen with each passing year. True enough, our troubles started after we passed the 10 year mark and we have had problems non-stop.
The occupants of the Type A slab blocks also suffer from having their front and back doors in line and this causes double "Sha Chi" or "Killing Energy" entering the home. This leads to increased ill health, disease, disability, bad luck and even death. The main "Chai Wei" or "Wealth Seat" of these Type A flats also occur in the extreme diagonal, which happens to be in the toilets of the master bedroom! That's why your wealth gets flushed and washed away every time you use that toilet or bathroom.
We also asked why we had girl children rather than boys. The Ying energy causes more female children to be born to families in Farrer Court. Ask and look around, and you will find it to be true. This is bad for the family name is Chinese tradition.
The Feng Shui masters all agree that there is only one solution for our home and this land: "Ta Tong" or "Big Move". This is the only way to get rid of the accumulated Ying energy of the land.
Any other Feng Shui remedy is temporary and not able to counteract this Feng Shui disaster. All the Feng Shui Masters strongly advised us to move out as soon as possible.
So we will be moving out soon. We can't stand our kids falling sick, us working hard and getting nowhere, our cars getting into accidents, our kids doing badly in school. We have had enough.
We really like the facilities around here and are sad to go. We enjoy the convenience of this location but we really have to go so that we can have better health., peace and harmony in the family, and maybe a boy child. We are really hoping the en bloc can go through because the en bloc occurs and they dig and move the land around, maybe we'll buy back the new flats they build. Hope they build it according to good Feng Shui this time round.
We are sharing with you before we go.
If you are not bothered by this, then ignore our crazy ranting.
But if you have been plagued like we have, if you had just about up to here with bad luck, money problems and ill health, now you know why.
Your fellow residents of Farrer Court.
Confession by Irma
As mentioned by the previous confessor in The Red Ghost of Farrer Court, Block H was the innermost block in Farrer Court and being full of trees, that place was always shaded. Every other day coming back from school, even from a distance I would see someone in a red dress at the pillars.
This can happen even in broad daylight. Many times, it would be me walking under the block and seeing some lady in red walking diagonally but when i pass the spot, there is no one on the other side of the pillar. This was a common occurrence all my life so I have learned to identity what's ghost and what's not.
I know what I saw at Farrer Court is not from this world.
I checked with another friend of mine, Maya, who lived in Block G, a 25 story point-block on a hill that's adjacent to ours. Her family has stayed there since like forever and when I told her that I kept seeing this woman in red lingering under my block, she said, "oh, a few years back there was a suicide at my block. A lady dressed in full red outfit had committed suicide by jumping off the balcony. The apartment belonged to her boyfriend and people suspected their relationship had gone sour and this was her way of getting back at him."
[Editor's note: In Asian folklore, we believe that taking your life while dressed in red will cause your soul to return as a vengeful spirit to haunt the person who did you wrong.]
Every night without fail, when everything was extremely extremely quiet, I would hear a ball bouncing at the basketball court. My room window was overlooking the tennis and basketball court and it is quite clear that there was absolutely no one there but yet u can hear the ball bouncing, just bounce bounce bounce.....
I strongly believe that that place makan* people every few years. It must be the land because for some weird reason people are attracted to go there to commit suicide. The place just attracts death.
[Makan* literally means "to eat" but in this context it means "to claim the lives of"]
There was a murder that happened at Block F, I remember, which is a block I would have to walk under to get to my own block. A maid went berserk inside one of the units in and stabbed the employer multiple times. The employer died from the injuries and it was a bloody scene. My friend who lived in Block G was gave me live commentary as the struggle was happening because she could see everything as it was unfolding. The police eventually managed to apprehend the maid after kicking the door open, and reaching through the gates but it was all too late. The resident of the property could not be saved.
There were many other murders; murders and suicides. It didn't happen all the time, of course, but it happened frequent enough for it to be peculiar, and not all of them were reported in the papers.
Funnily enough, in trawling the internet for that Block F murder, I chanced upon an article which covered another recent murder that happened in the new estate that took over the land where Farrer Court used to be. So maybe that's something that Supernatural Confessions can go and investigate. Maybe there's a bloodthirsty Penuggu* on that plot of land that needs to be satiated every few years.
[Penuggu* is a tutelary deity or spirit who is a guardian, patron, or protector of a particular place]
Map of Farrer Court. Photos and block placement created by Dian. You can check out her Farrer Court confessions here
Editor's note: Speaking of frequent suicides that led to a many raised eyebrows reminds me of the infamous Bedok Reservoir Suicide cases. 6 suicides in 3 years. Of all the places, of all the gin joints, in all the world, why are suicides drawn to very specific places? It leads one to consider the possibility that some places just might have some form of dark energy that we cannot be explained. Feng Shui perhaps? If you are looking for some answers, maybe Part 2 of the Farrer Court Saga - Farrer Court: Bad Feng Shui or Dirty Tactics might provide some answers.
Confession by Dian
My story is about my old childhood estate, Farrer Court, which has since been En Bloc and sold off for a record price.
I grew up there and we lived in two different apartment buildings within the estate because we moved out and then moved back to the estate (my mum loved moving house I don't know why).
We were originally living in Block H for maybe about 7 years and this block was the furthest inside and it was the only standalone block in that area within the estate, super private and was super quiet. Each apartment block was a distance from each other and walking out to Empress market to do weekend marketing with my mum was quite a bitch because the area had lots of hills.
There were 2 lift lobbies and ours was the furthest inside too.
I always remembered the lobby area to be super dark because it was tucked behind a wall where sunlight could shine through properly and at night it was lit but not well lit.
Whenever we came back home late, the lobby is pretty dim and we were always looking over our shoulders. Pretty much if someone wanted to rape or murder you at night, it would've been very convenient because next to the block were just trees and greenery . (If you want to know what my condo looked like, it's exactly like Lakeview Condo on Thomson next to Macritchie. Likely the same builders.)
The view for the living room and 2 bedrooms was facing Tulip Gardens while the dining room, kitchen, common toilet and one room was facing a wide open beautiful view of the basketball and tennis court. Each floor there were only 2 units so it was either us or the neighbours and our neighbours were Taiwanese who were seldom in town so most times it was only us. So basically strangers had no business being on our floor.
My sisters and I were latch key kids and my mum worked nights some days in a week. So on those days her shift would end around 11pm and there was a company van that sent her home when she worked nights. She would reach home at around midnight and us 3 latchkey kids would actually go down at midnight to fetch her because of how quiet and secluded our apartment block was.
So that's the pre-scenario I've painted to you.
The incident I'm about to relate happened on one of those nights that we were waiting for my mum to come home at midnight before going down to fetch her.
My sisters were studying in the room and I was just hanging around with them on the bed. One of my sisters asked me to refill her cup in the kitchen. I took her cup and went out to head to the kitchen and on the way to the kitchen, you can see the main door. As I was walking back to the room from the kitchen, I noticed that there was someone outside our house as I could see feet from where I was. I asked my sis if my mum was coming back earlier that day and she said no. And I told her that I saw feet from under the main door. She told me to go open the door, that maybe it was my mum and that maybe her van dropped her off earlier and she decided to come up on her own. She reminded me that our doorbell was not working. It was about 11+pm at that time.
So I headed out to the main door and out of habit.
I looked through the peephole and what I saw still makes my skin crawl
I was about 9 yrs old when this incident happened but till today whenever I retell this story it makes me skin crawl. (I'm typing this at midnight right now and my hubs is working night ).
There was a Chinese lady standing outside our house. And I presumed Chinese because she was wearing a red cheongsam (a traditional Chinese outfit that was popular with the ladies from the 20s to the 60s). She had medium length hair which fell just below her shoulders. Her face was turned to her right but her eyes were downcast and her hair was partially covering her face. What was fucking creepy was, she had a fucking smirk on her face and she was slowly turning her head, presumably to look at me.
This was when i noticed that her skin was bluish. At that instant I knew I was not looking at something human. I knew that "she" knew I was looking at her through the peephole. I fucking ran back to the room terrified but sadly I didn't breathe a word about what I saw to my sisters, even when they asked me if it was my mum at the door. I couldn't sleep properly for many days after because the image of that lady flashed my head. I was so scared to even look at the direction of the main door whenever i walked to the kitchen at night for fear of seeing feet under the door again.
It was ONLY about 10 years LATER, I related the incident to my sisters and mum and we then found out why my mum always made us wait for her downstairs whenever she worked nights.
She told us that she would ALWAYS see a lady in red downstairs in between the pillars when she came home late.
But she never told us why she wanted us to fetch her as she didn't want us to be scared! But she herself was terrified laaaah! Imagine making your 3 young latchkey kids wait for you bawah (below) block in a secluded apartment block! And worst still, my sisters also said that they would always catch glimpses of someone in red behind the pillars too while we waited for my mum! Found out all this only 10 years later!
According to my mum , one of the estate cleaners told her that the lady used to live in the neighboring block and had jumped off from her block in red after finding out that her husband had been cheating on her! The cleaner was a middle aged Malaysian lady who had been working in our estate for quite a while
Confessed by Suhao, Host of 00:01
Translated and edited by Eugene Tay
Ghosts are distinguished by different colors. Some people see them as white and some say that they are green and red. What do these colours mean and is there a difference? According to Suhao, host of 00:01, a Chinese language streaming show on paranormal topics, the colors represent the ghost's resentment index and the mental state of the ghost. It can be divided into six tiers.:
Sixth place: Grey Ghosts
These are the ghosts who line up to reincarnate, and they are the most commonly seen.
Chance of meeting: The Grey ghosts don't want to see you. If you meet one, it's purely coincidence and these spirits are actually quite harmless. They are wandering around waiting for their time.
Fifth place: White
These are the new souls, formed by people who have just died. They are generally not harmful and are more confused about their new state of being.
Chance of meeting: If you are down on your luck or happen to be in an area where a death had just taken place. This spirit is not likely to disturb you.
Fourth place: Yellow
The cause of death of the deceased is related financial issues. For example, people who commit suicide due to bankruptcy or money woes are likely to come back as yellow spirits upon death.
Chance of meeting: People who are troubled by money or material life problems would likely see these ghosts. They are mostly restless and can affect your mood.
Third place: Black
Black ghosts are usually made by people who have died due to sickness or depression. The exude a depressive aura and are blamed for causing accidents. Some believe that these spirits cannot reincarnate and are trying to find unfortunate victims to take over their place.
Chance of meeting: People with illnesses or feeling depressed have a higher chance of seeing black spirits.
Second place: Red
It is said that people who died tragically without justice or by taking their own lives due to emotional problems will become vengeful spirits. In Asia, there's a common misconception that committing suicide while dressed in red or burying the deceased in red will definitely bring the spirit of the soul of the dead back as a vengeful spirit. The colour of the burial outfit is less relevant than the intensity of the grievance.
Chance of meeting: People who are facing relationship problems, feeling emotionally unstable, or just experiencing a spate of bad luck.
First place: Green
The green ghost is an occasional feature in Asian ghost stories. They are usually depicted by a spirit that can absorb the living's energy, take over their body, and are not anchored to a single place. These spirits can haunt you even in the day and have the ability to move objects.
Chance of meeting: People who have done many bad things, those that have harmed others, will be particularly susceptible to meeting such ghosts. It's easier to take over someone who has already very low self control.
Confessed by Velu
My friend and I went for fishing at the changi costal area near Changi Village.
There were some other anglers nearby a few meters away from us. Luck was on our side that night and we managed to have very good catch. Every time we cast, within few minutes we would feel the pull. The other anglers looked at us and gave us a thumbs up sign.
Later in the night, a macik (an elderly malay lady) in a black tudung came up to us asking for a fish. She looked really old and terribly hunched.
It struck us as strange that an old lady would come to these parts of the island this late in the night.
It's a spot that's frequented by lovers and anglers, certainly not common to find old folks loitering around at this timing. Thinking to ourselves that maybe she's homeless, we didn't read too much into the incident, and gave her a couple of our catch.
Part of me also remembered the things that my grandparents used to say of their experiences back in the kampong days. Do not deny anyone food when they come up to you, especially when it happens at night. My grandmother believed that spirits can come in the form of human to test us. Those who are generous will be rewarded. The selfish ones will suffer a loss. I don't know how true this folklore is lah, but since we caught all these fish for free, no harm sharing right?
After she left, someone from the other group came over to tell us that it's best we left the place, immediately.
But since we were really on form fishing today, we didn't really feel like leaving. Also part of us suspects that they were jealous of us. So we continued while the other group packed up and left in a hurry.
This time our catch was even faster than the previous time. The same macik appeared again. So we gave her another fish and she left. That's when my friend grabbed me by the arm and pointed to the macik, "Bro! Look! Macik got no leg!"
I turned to look and to my horror, I couldn't see her feet from under her. No doubt she was wearing a traditional long malay outfit that reached to her ankles, but even then usually you can at least see the feet walking but this one really can't see anything. It's like she was just gliding.
We immediately packed up and ran to our lorry.
We put all the barang barang (our fishing items and styrofoam boxes) in the back and got into the front. We heard and felt someone climbing up the back of the lorry. I looked through the rear view mirror but couldn't see anyone. It was just the dark empty carpark illuminated by orange street lamps.
I checked the the side mirror and to my horror -swear I almost pee'd my pants- I saw that macik again.
I started the engine and sped off. I didn't care at that point to double check if the macik was real or ghost. I just drove off and kept checking the rear view mirror; a part of me imagining that she will appear beside me again. Thankfully I didn't see her and after I drove off a few kilometres I began to feel somewhat calmer.
I remember, my friend and I even joked about how we thought we just saw a ghost. That's when my friend who was laughing suddenly turned serious and screamed. I turned to my right and saw that a few meters away there was a head, with no body, flying along side the lorry.
I floored the accelerator out of Changi and headed towards the more modern neighbourhood where its brighter and crowded with people. That 10 minutes drive along the dark road was probably the most scared I had ever been in life. That was the closest encounter I ever had to the supernatural.
I haven't fished again since then.
Confessed by S
I started listening to your podcasts last week. I was introduced by my friend. I listened from the first episode. In episode #21, the podcast was about haunted hotels and you mentioned about Goodwood Park hotel.
I have been there twice for birthday parties. On both occasions, it was held in a suite room that has two floors with a balcony, overlooking the swimming pool.
In 2010, my friends and I attended our friend’s birthday at Goodwood Park hotel. All of us were having fun. There were booze and food. Another friend decided to join us but before that he had a bad break up with this girl so his mood totally dampened. When he arrived, he drank until he passed out on the sofa.
At that moment, we decided to share ghost stories so we switched off the lights in the room and sat in a circle.
Suddenly, my friend who passed out from the sofa made weird noises. He kept calling his sister's name and he made a deep growl.
All of us could sense that something was not right with him. Two of the boys with us were former silat* practitioners and have experience in such a situation. My friend became aggressive and his voice changed. Four guys including the two silat boys pinned him down and recited Islamic prayers.
[Silat is a collective word for a class of indigenous martial arts from the geo-cultural area of the Indonesian archipelago.]
The silat boys asked the spirit who is he and where is he from? He replied he lives in this hotel for over 30 years and he will not come out from the body until we have cleared the booze which is considered “dirty” to the spirit.
My friend threw up and later on, he regained a bit conscious and he mentioned he wanted to go out of the room.
The silat boys can see through their 3rd eyes and they said a lot of spirits are waiting for him outside the room.
They did not allow him to leave the room and we waited until dawn. My friend was back to his conscious state and Sleeping peacefully.
Editor's Notes: I have spent many drunk nights at hotel parties and I can personally attest that there are ghostly hotel residents and it's not just at Goodwood Park Hotel. A similar experience happened to me at York Hotel.
Confessed by CK.
This story happened when I was in Temasek Polytechnic in 2009.
It was a Friday night, a few friends and I decided to have our dinner at School of Design canteen after lectures ended before proceeding to the library together to mug for our exams on the following Monday. It was around 7pm, I ordered my food and brought it over to the table and sat down, facing the garden which was known as the Triangular Garden. This garden was made up of triangular-shaped bushes/plants and formed a kind of maze structure.
As I sat down on my seat, I had a quick glance at the garden. I saw two shadowy figures standing behind a bush in the middle of the garden. I didn’t pay attention to it at first and started to consume my food. As I was curious what they were doing standing in the garden at this timing, I took another look at the garden. and saw the same couple standing, facing me. One of them was a female in a red dress and another one was a male wearing something that resembles a biker’s leather jacket. This time they were behind another bush, closer to me. I quickly returned my gaze back to my food and continued to eat. At that moment, I was no longer feeling curious, but was afraid because it seemed that they were aware of me looking at them.
I took another look at the garden the third time. This time the couple was standing in front of the garden, looking at me. I quickly looked away and cold sweat started to drip down from my forehead. Not even a second later, I felt a close presence of someone on the right side of me.
I saw two entities beside me: one was in a red dress and another one in a leather jacket and both have no feet.
I dared not to look up to see their faces. I just kept looking down at my plate.
I didn’t want to scare or worry my friends, so we still proceed to the library after everyone finished eating. That couple followed me all the way to the library. As I took my textbooks to read, I saw the couple just standing behind me, the female was standing on my right and the male on my left. They did not speak or gesture to me, just standing there. I could not concentrate at all, just kept being aware of my back to see what that couple was trying to do next.
Suddenly, I felt their presence nearer and saw both bending down. I can feel the female long hair coming down on my right, turning her face to face me. I was so scared that I looked down at my text book, my nose almost touching the book. One of my friends asked me what was wrong, I just answered that I was feeling sleepy and couldn’t study anymore. I told them that I wanted to go home now and proceed to leave the library with two other friends to the bus stop. Surprisingly, I didn’t feel their presence when I exited the library all the way to the bus stop. Even on the bus I didn’t see them, which made me heaved a sigh of relief.
Once I got off the bus and started walking home, I saw the same ghost couple following me from behind.
I ignored them completely and just trying my best to get home as soon as possible and prayed that I would be able to take the lift with someone else. Or else I would have to take the lift with the couple alone by myself. Thankfully there were others who need to use the lift as well and thankfully the ghost couple did not follow me in.
I rushed home, locked the outer metal gate and go straight to the bathroom for a shower. While in the shower, I heard loud noises that came from my metal gate, like someone was shaking it violently. I quickly came out of the bathroom in my towel to check. My sister also came out from her room to look and both of us saw the metal gate shaking violently by itself. There was no wind or anything that was in contact with the gate, but the gate was shaking so hard like someone was banging on it.
We went to our own rooms and closed our doors. After a while the banging stopped, and I came out and locked the inner door before going to sleep. Nothing else happened after that day but it was one of the scariest supernatural encounters for me. I think the reason for the banging of my gate was that they couldn’t get into the house because we got a Taoist “Ba-Gua” mirror on top of our door.
Imagine what would have happen if we didn’t have any protective measure outside of our door that night...
Editor's note: Who says ghosts only come in white gown? This ghost couple really do rock the Sid and Nancy look.
When it comes to haunted locations in Singapore, many thrill seekers lament that there just isn’t any more places left in Singapore to explore.
Two of the famous houses of the 90s - Red House in Pasir Ris and Matilda House in Ponggol have been converted to a pre-school and condo respectively. The other hot spots have been claimed by authorities and demarcated as “out of bounds or else...” territory.
That is only half the truth.
If you get your source of horror intel from lifestyle sites like Goodyfeed, Mothership and MustShareNews, you probably only get the stories that are rehashed to death, especially during the 7th month and Halloween time of the year.
As a page that calls itself supernatural CONFESSIONS we pride ourselves on bringing you hushed secrets that isn't yet available on mainstream news sites. And that is why we dig into out network to speak with, and snuggle up close to, people who have made a career/passion out of investigating haunted places.
These haunted places are not made public because we don’t want weekend thrill seekers, druggies, and couples with macabre sexual fetishes descending upon the place like it's a budget version of Halloween Horror Nights.
Featuring MC Zee and his team of paranormal investigators from Paranormal Encounter SG, consisting of Joe Johanis (AV Specialist), Nizam (Photo/Video Specialist) and 'Nonya' Rinie (Admin).
They are old guards on the scenes who were inspired as youths by cartoons like Ghostbusters and Scooby Doo. Paranormal Encounter SG produces live videos, and recently stories from Indonesia, catering predominately to the malay community. While you don’t really need translation to enjoy the photos and videos, you will miss out on and what’s being discussed in the comments and chilling tales written in Bahasa.
They invited Supernatural Confessions to observe their investigation and we sent Syed Wilson to meet the team at around midnight. This is his report:
Location: Confidential, Date: 30th August, Time: 00:00 Hrs
The place is huge from the outside; we estimated the value of the land to be about SGD20 million. It has a large courtyard, what looks like a stable that can hold up to 5 horses, and no pesky next door neighbour along the street to have to make small talk with.
The bungalow have three stories but the roof have collapsed from weathering and the third floor looks more like a mini jungle. We didn’t think it was safe to be wading knee deep through vegetation without clear visuals.
There were many entrances to the first level but we decided to take the scenic route and go by the back door where a narrow spiral staircase led to the floors above.
The place looked much larger from the outside. Inside, the place felt like a maze. There are many doorways leading to other rooms that connected to even more rooms; from the built-in furniture you can guess what purpose the rooms served before it was abandoned to its current state.
MC Zee reckoned this place might be abandoned for more than 20 years. The family probably still owns the rights to the land but for some reason never sold it and never maintained it.
The stairs to the second floor looks ominous and in the shadows where the lights don’t touch, you can feel that there are entities in this place watching us.
Joe said that when they came here for recce the week before, they heard the sound of a chair getting dragged across the floor board above. When they went up to check, the chair which was initially facing the wall, had moved itself to face a corner.
In Indonesia belief, when a chair faces the corner it means that the place is haunted.
And that’s where we are about to head towards.
We moved cautiously up where the wooden floorboards are badly decomposed. Part of the ceiling have have collapsed showing the hollow interior of the false ceiling. At this stage, my mind is telling me that at any moment now, the boy from Ju-On will peek out of a corner to curse us.
The second floor was easier to navigate with one main living room area surrounded by smaller rooms. The team caught something on their Kinect system and picked that spot as the first point for tonight’s investigation.
There's a lone leather chair in the middle of what seems to be the second floor living room area. They team managed to capture a figure sitting down on the chair using the kinect device and tried to make contact. The energy vortex in this place is more palpable, while it didn't feel malicious, the vibration of the room is quite apparent.
[To be continued...]
Editor's Note: The team ended their investigation at around 5am, a few hours before this article was written. We'll need take some time over the week to review the footage and catch up with the Paranormal Encounter SG team to interview them on their experiences. Follow our Facebook Page to get fresh updates.
Confession by E
This is a short video footage of a segment of what was captured by the CCTV at the place where I work. The incident happened close to midnight as you can see from the video. We noticed a mysterious ball of fire that appeared and flew to the back door and after a few seconds it turned around and flew back to the front.
I've sent you the footage below. Please do not reveal my name or the place where this took place.
The Duty Officer says he checked on 16 different screens but there were no other abnormally from different angles. The nurses on duty that night did not notice anything strange even though it passed by the dispensary four times. It was as if this entity was trying to make its presence known only to him.
I checked with the rest of the security officers and none of us are able to explain what we saw on this footage. More senior officers said that such phenomenon is not uncommon. They have seen a child spirit wandering around the grounds as well and on some nights there's also the apparition of a young woman who seemed to be looking for something. When the security officers approached the spot, the apparition would disappear.
A former nurse was taking a nap in an empty room when she was awoken by a strong uneasy feeling and sensed that she was being watched.
She half opened her eyes and saw a female entity floating about in the room. The only people who had access to the room were staff but all the employee knew each other and the nurse did not recognize this "lady".
Another employee who had some ability to sense spirits claimed that the female spirit stayed in one of the staircases near the entrance which is the one along the corridor that was shown in the footage above. However he feels that the ball of fire was that of the child spirit, and not the lady, and it had wondered into the building and chose to stay here.
In another incident, I was updating a list if names of residents who had passed away that year. It was for 7th month prayers and we wanted to send blessings to the deceased. Because this was a non-official project amongst the staff members, we did not want to go into the system to print out a name list, instead we recalled the names from our minds. I felt it was also more personal this way, lah. We had all the names down but one particular name just eluded my memory. Think as hard as I could, but the name just wouldn't come to me when I was writing down the list. That night, the deceased appeared in my dream to tell me his name.
Ok, I know people will just say this was my imagination but I tell you, in my heart I know this was not just a normal dream.
After deciding to confess my experience to Supernatural Confessions, I went around asking the residents if any of them had any experience. This was not something I had ever done before. In fact, most times, we try to debunk any possible paranormal encounters but this time I felt it's about time we actually come to terms with experience.
One of the resident said this: "I have gotten kicked, punched and woken up with bruises on my body. There were a few times, I went to the central toilet at 2.45am and saw a tall black shadow of a man standing at the end of the corridor."
Another long time resident said this: "This whole area was Kampung Buangkok a Malay village. It had a mosque and a graveyard. Remains were exhumed but if you look at the location of the graveyard it covers here and a few of the neighbouring homes."
One of the nurses who heard me asking around for stories said that the very morning itself someone had reported to him that the resident was "disturbed" the night before that something was pulling his blanket in the middle of the night.
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