Saturday, September 6, 2008 // 6:43 AM
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(continue from part1...it's better for u too read the Part1 first if u haven't)

Few days later, I woke up in the wee hours of the morning to prepare for work. I noticed the bf’s virtual cockpit collapsed, windows were close, so it was obviously not the cause of the wind.

That evening, the bf came to pick me up after work for dinner.
Over dinner…
He: “ the thing try to disturb me”
Me: “huh? What thing?”
He: “ I know is a guy la, trying to press down on me last night, he must be a gay!”
Me: “tell me what happened, what he did, he tried to touch you?”
He: “ don’t know la, so angry!!!! Disturb my sleep. I tried to struggle but couldn’t move, then when I finally managed to free myself, I know he’s at the corner of the room la. So angry, I pointed middle finger at the direction. Then immediately my cockpit collapsed.”
Me: “wah, idiot! Sound like the same thing I met. Hey, I think he followed me back leh”

The bf was so angry that the “thing” touches his cockpit.

That night, he took out his bible.

Sensing something very wrong, I decided to pay the temple a visit before going off for 9 days. Cousin-in-law(cil) who went with me insisted that I draw a lot to “ask” exactly what I should do.
On thinking that there is no harm trying, I drew a lot and went to jie qian( ask person to explain the lot).

I went to this old man outside the temple…

He: “gal, what u ask the guan yin for?”
Me: “No la, I just met something “dirty” recently and wonders what I should do?”
He: “Oh…”
then he started flipping the book in his hand to the lot number indicated on the strip I passed him
In it, I saw…written in Chinese.
“He is a male ghost from the south…”
And some other Chinese words that I can’t really read.
Serious, I never even tell the old man what happened yet.
He: “you had terrible headache?”
Me: *startled* “ya…when I was in Jakarta”
He: “felt weak recently?”
Me: “kind of…”
Me: what should I do ar?”

He: “he’s still following you, just go up and let them do a full prayer for you… send him off…”

And so I thought, just spend a little money, if it helps then just give it a try.
The old man took my info, together with the bf’s and handed it to a old lady who did the prayers for me. Joss sticks were burnt and he chanted some stuffs that I couldn’t rem.

I left the temple feeling a little better having done something to the situation.

My meeting with a fellow colleague, Ed, that evening confirmed whatever happened in Jakarta wasn’t just coincident nor illusions.

As Ed is going to Jakarta the next day too, I related the story to her and guess what?

Ed: “what’s ur room number? I heard from the seniors that this particular triple 2 room there is haunted”
(wah…it’s like dio lottery you know!)

Me: “1222”!!!

Ed: “serious?” (apparently, we all only stay on e first floor, so triple 2 means…my room la..)

The night I went off for work.

The bf msg-ed the next day saying that he slept peacefully that very night. I’m not being superstitious, but I thought the prayers work.


But….
Just 2 days ago, I received another msg from him.

In it he wrote…
Recently, my bro felt the bed shaking badly at night. Next day, his gf asked if he had shaken the bed too, but he didn’t. So both felt it. Mutha fucker, disturb them then come disturb me. Touch my cockpit, I scare he try funny things on the plane ar.

Are all these things just illusions? If it is, how come everyone felt it? How come the chain of events happened right after the incident in Jakarta?

As I’m typing this, I don’t know how’s the situation over there right now, has everything comes to an end or is he still persisting?

I didn’t want to believe that these things can follow you back. Isn’t it hilarious to tell people that a ghost follow you, some more take first class and “move in” to where you stay?

But the fact that the exact “stalking” event happened many years ago to me before. The same story of me suddenly falling sick, admitted to hospital, doctor find no cause, then ppl around me experience and saw weird things.

All these just make me wonder if it’s the same thing that is happening again????
Some pictures that i took in that ghostly room
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The room very dim right, it's morning and with the lights on ok....

The view outside, damn errie right?

The very bed where i was "molested"

My unfinished breakfast