01/11/2022
Many have heard spooky tales of ghostly hauntings and mysterious apparitions from various people. Some of us even experienced this horrific encounter and felt the presence of paranormal forces and metaphysical energies, which are very impossible to resist. It immediately sends signals to our brains, giving us bloodcurdling screams and nightmares afterward.
A bizarre incident happened one day in the College of Engineering and Architecture.
It all started like any typical day in the prestigious CEA building, with lots of plates to get done. I was in the classroom listening to the discussion of my last period class while trying to keep my mind off how I would finish my plates this week. The lecture seemed to be boring because of the lifeless and monotonous teaching style of the instructor. Looking out into the overcast through the casement window, the afternoon sky seemed to be orange as the sun moved down to the west horizon, creating mysterious shadows of the slender branches of the trees.
The door suddenly creaked in the middle of the discussion when somebody opened it slowly. โGood afternoon, Sir. Iโm sorry Iโm late,โ the young woman greeted as she entered the room.
She has a pale complexion with dark circles beneath her dull eyes. The cut and drape of her flowing white dress were complemented by her hair plastered down to her scalp like a doll. Walking across the room, the rest of the class, including Engr. Gustavio, didnโt seem to notice her. He was continuously and tediously delivering his topic. She grabbed an empty chair and sat next to me while glancing around the room. For a couple of seconds, we suddenly gazed into one anotherโs eyes. She looked unfamiliar to me. Maybe she was from the other section and was invited to sit in on our discussion. Then she plastered a creepy smile across her ashen face and into her eyes.
The hairs on the back of my neck bristled after seeing her smile โ with a wide grin and a downward turn of her eyebrows and eyes smoldering with anger, expressing an evil purpose. That was the creepiest smile Iโve ever seen. Startled, I ignored her and pretended to excuse myself for urinating.
Halfway up to the third floor CR, I heard heavy footsteps on the stairs. Then my eyes caught a glimpse of a dark figure flickering on the wall. Mystified, I stood there for a minute and looked around the surroundings โ only to find out that the area was deserted. Students were in their respective classes, and nobody was really in there.
I tried not to bother my mind with what I saw and kept myself walking towards the CR. A small sign reading MALE indicated that I was in the right place, finally. Before I could grab the k**b, the door in front of me suddenly creaked open, as if an invisible host invited me to get inside. Breath puffing. A shiver ran down my spine when cold air blew straight into my face. My body trembled in fear at the abrupt temperature change.
โIs anybody here?โ I asked as I stepped into the room. I didnโt expect any response at all, knowing that I was alone in the CR.
Unexpectedly, the door closed itself with a forceful bang. The earsplitting sound managed to shake the floor and roared down to my ears. When the noise was gone, I went to the urinal and used the second one.
After I was done pi***ng, I opened the faucet and washed my hands. All of a sudden, the lights flickered on and off. I thought at first that it was caused by an electrical fault, but on second thought, maybe it was a sign of something supernatural in nature. I jumped with fright when I heard the husky voice of a woman moaning in agony. Although I was terrified, I mustered all the courage I could find and slowly stepped towards the stall where the sound was coming from. I slightly opened the door and peeked through the creek. The sound faded and I just froze when I couldnโt see anything except for a single hand without an arm or a body, flushing the toilet. I was supposed to run, but my feet were glued to the floor.
It took me several minutes before I came back to my senses. I went to the lavatory and bent down my head to wash my face. When I stood up straight and looked at my reflection in the mirror, I screamed out loud. I saw my face covered with blood, as if I had washed my face with my blood instead of water. Then there she was โ the woman who had sat next to me earlier was now behind me. That creepy smile was still on her face. She drew closer to me and strangled me to death with her slender hands. I could feel the pain in my throat and I could hardly breathe. I fought with every ounce of my strength, but I canโt move a single muscle. Eyes popping, the last thing that registered in my brain was the sound of the mirror shattering into a million tiny pieces.
Minutes passed when I heard somebody calling my name. โTaiver! Taiver! Wake up! We are now dismissed.โ
I opened my eyes and looked around. I felt disoriented since my head gradually transitioned to a wakeful state. It came to my attention that nothing really happened. I realized that I slept during the class discussion and that all those horrible things that went on were just a dream from the wildest of my imagination. I promised myself that I would never fall asleep again and would listen attentively to the lecture. Although those were merely part of the sleep cycle, they could mean something and serve other purposes โ who knows?
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Written by Mancio B. Laranjo Jr.
Photo Courtesy of Aehron Carl Catiloc
