part 2 - final.
As usual, we went to bed after the water parade. But tonight, I have a
deal with Jack, I will wake him up to go with me if I got the call from my
bladder in the morning. I scare mah! So that morning, I wake him up
to attend the call with me. The sound of pig's snoring was business as
usual but the officer in white shirt was not there. Anyway, this was
going on for the next few days without anything strange happened.
One Sunday evening, while we were gathering around a table in our
bunk after we had tidy up our cupboard from the weekend break. Jack
suggested something very constructive. He suggested that we play -
plate on the paper game ¡®Die Xian¡¯ µú�É inside the bunk to see if
spiritual really exists in our company. Everyone in the platoon knows
the background of Jack because sometime Jack ask to excuse for
attending urgent matter in his temple (Geng One lah). We were not
prepared for the game in advance therefore we didn't prepare an
original ¡®Die Xian¡¯ µú�É from the Chinese book store. However, we
use a 50 cents coin and a piece of plain paper to draft words from A -
Z and numbers 0 ¨C 9 onto it. We have at least about 20 platoon mates
inside our bunk now but only 4 players were required for the game.
Jack, me, Ken and an Indian name Kuma. All 4 of us placed our
middle finger on the 50 cents coin. We were then instructed by Jack to
read our name out one by one while moving the coin with our fingers
onto it in circular motion on the plain paper. After 4 of us had read out
our name, Jack asked the first question. He asked ¡°any soul around ¨C
Ó��é»êÔÚÂð ?¡± The coin went round and round and suddenly it
stopped at 2. Everybody start cursing at each other for moving the coin
intentionally. Well whether was intentionally or not, nobody know but
one thing for sure is Jack started to hear foot steps sound coming
toward our direction but never reached. I was told by Jack later after
the game that the sound of the foot step he heard was very strange.
Why strange? Because it was sound of someone walking with a pair of
boots, army boots! Who would wear an army boots on a Sunday
evening? No, everyone was wearing slippers when we were playing
that game in our bunk. With the unusual silent from all the spectators
eyeing on the coin plus the weird questions, it does attribute some
spooky atmosphere in the bunk. The second question Jack
asked ¡°Male or female?¡± The coin moved to - male. Jack asked ¡°How
old are u?¡± The coin moved to ¨C B. Jack asked ¡°What is your name?¡±
The coin moved a round and come back to ¨C B again. This thing went
on with irrelevant answers for awhile before we decided to call off the
game. By the way, up to this point we were not told of any strange
thing from any of our senior pertaining to our unit. So, whether was
there a spirit or 2 spirits was still a question mark to me and Jack. But
Jack was convinced that there is at least a spirit in our company
judging from the foot steps sound he heard earlier. So, Jack decided to
make his own investigation. His own because I would not followed.
Anyway, the whole thing came to light after Jack met face to face with
the spirit in the toilet that morning. Jack is a season ghost hunter and
he believe doing thing like this is to help clear the resentment from a
soul and is considered doing a good deed and since he is one of the
few that can be closer to the spirits, he chose not to hide but extend his
helping hand to the lost soul if he is needed. Well, the following was
what happened to Jack on that fateful morning.
Although all of us have gone back to our own bed after the game,
Jack's mind was still lingering with the moment of the boot's step sound.
Just when he was about to take-off to his dreamland, he heard
someone moaning very softly from outside the bunk. He walked out of
the bunk to check the sound. He noticed that the sound was coming
from the direction of the toilet. He walked along the dark corridor
towards the toilet unarmed. He saw a man in white shirt with his back
facing him standing at the corner inside the toilet. Jack walked to him
and starts talking to him. Anyway, Jack already knew who he is at this
point. Jack was told that he has no food, no shirt and has no ¡®money¡¯ to
use. So, out of sympathy and goodwill, Jack promised him that we will
do something for him if only the unit allowed us to do our prayer inside
the camp. And Jack also asked him not to come back after he got what
he wanted.
Well, this piece of news was spread very fast like a SARS in our unit
the next morning. Even officers from the other company came to see
Jack for interview. Why? Because there was actually an accident
happened to a man from Bravo Company about a year ago before our
enlistment. Anyone from Bravo in 1985 ¨C 1987 should know the story
very well. I was from Charlie company. Remember the ¡®Die Xian¡¯ µú
�É ? The coin was stopped twice at ¨C B and once at 2? B is Bravo and
2 is the floor level for Bravo Company. Coincident or what, i dont know,
you make your own judgment. Anyway, before Bravo Company go
ORD, they were mobilized to take part in one of the few major
exercises and it was to build a Battalion Command Post out in the field
over night. Although excavators were used to do the dredger of the post
but many other things which couldn't be reached by the machine would
have to be done by men. The fatal accident happened after the end of
exercise when all the soldiers were already very exhausted with the
training and the restless night in the next morning. Some of the soldiers
were happily resting inside the already done 12 feet deep BCP while
waiting for their breakfast that morning, one of the excavator operator
had his breakfast before the other and thus he went and start his
machine thinking that he can finish his job earlier so that he can rest
earlier. He used his machine to doze a pile of soil into the BCP without
first checking if any soldier inside. Unfortunately, 2 soldiers were dozing
off below that spot. They were buddies. One was awaken by the
small falling stones before the pile of soil and managed to jump out. He
tried to pull his buddy by the SBO but was too late. His buddy was
covered completely from the pile of soil. Everybody there starts using
their hands to remove the covered soil furiously. By the time he was
pulled out, he had died from suffocation inside the soil. This piece of
news was been published on the news paper sometime in 1987.
Anyway, whether the spirit that Jack last spoken to in our toilet was that
the Bravo man or not, no one know. And we would never know because
we never see him again after we had done the prayer for him inside
the camp. And Jack is still my good friend and for your info, he is a
medium now. :rock:
the end