This story happened sometime back in the early 1990s; I can’t really remember when. I just remember that it was my holidays and I was to go on a trip with my parents to the Mulu Caves in Sarawak, East Malaysia. In case some of you don’t know where Sarawak is, it is located in the north western region of Borneo island. Well, on with the story…
The course into Mulu Caves involves jungle trekking and boating on the river. I am not really sure how long it took us to trek but I remember that we had to stop for the night in one of the wooden houses situated in a clearing in the middle of the jungle.
So there we were, in the middle of the jungle. These wooden houses are built on stilts and each house has a room equipped with two or three double deck beds. As our group had more than 10 people, some had to sleep outside on the verandah. Among these people was my father.
The two houses were facing each other with the other slightly adjecent and about a hundred metres away. In between the houses was an open field. The other house was empty but the verandah light was kept on.
Everyone had tucked in for the night and I took the upper bunk of the double deck bed in the middle of the room, directly under the rotating ceiling fan. I remember waking up in the wee hours of the morning after I heard a loud ‘pop’ sound followed by the ceiling fan going off. Initially I thought it was because the electrical generator gave out on us therefore I went back sleep. I also remember hearing my father come in to check the room.
Now here comes the puzzling part. The next morning my father told me that he could not sleep the night before because of the light from the opposite house. He said that he was looking around the house when suddenly he saw a shadow move across the wall and into the room where I was sleeping. It was at that instance that the ‘pop’ sound was heard and the fan went out. He said that the shadow could not have been caused by anyone because everyone was fast asleep and the other house was empty!