Being on a situation like on Friday nite, opened my eyes real big. Never had I been on a situation like dat before.
The SG peeps went for an overnite at Sentosa on Palawan Beach. Few reached there earlier. Onli four of us who had to work dat nite, reached later. Took a taxi from Harbourfront since there wasnt any shuttle buses operating at that hour. The fare was rather cheap than we thought it could be.
After reaching the spot (we actualli cannot camp there, but we juz heck care) we got ourselves some food from 7-11 and ate before goin on a wat-suppose-to-be an "adventure".
We wanted to explore the mansion there. But we had a big problem even before we got there. Our friend got possessed by some spirit. She became realli wild. It was about 2 plus in the morning. She talked nonsense all along. It was really scary when she started kicking and slapping. All of us tried almost everything that we could. I even called Hanah for help, since she's not asleep yet. It was already 3+ in the morning. I almost gave up during the process. But I know I shouldn't. This thing started at Sentosa, and it must end there.
It ended at about 4+. I was completely exhausted. I hanged on for a while and just went to sleep after dat. We went back the next morning.
So what is the moral of this story? If you are curious about the other 'residents' of this world, be prepared for such events!
