This story was told by my grandfather who is now 77 years old.

It was in the year 1978, at Andrew Avenue, Sembawang and during that time it still in the kampung days. My aunt was a havoc teenager who always returned late at night. Believe me, she is still a havoc woman now.

My grandfather told me that there was once he saw my aunt talking with someone who doesn’t really exist. It was before dawn at three o’clock in the morning and my aunt returned home. At that time she went home drunken and was hallucinating things.

During that time my grandfather was sleeping and he did not realize that my aunt was still not at home. Then, he heard gibberishing voice outside his house. Without any delay, he opened the window and saw that my aunt was talking to someone. She was sitting on a bench which he had made with that ‘someone’. That ‘someone’ was all black beyond recognition. No features can be seen on the face and he couldn’t really tell if that ‘someone’ was a person or something else. He decided to leave her alone while she was talking outside.

In the morning after my grandfather had done his morning prayer, he went to look for my aunt and there she was sleeping on the bench. The ‘someone’ was not there with her but she was asleep. He went to wake her up and asked her who was the person she was talking to and her reply was that she wasn’t with anybody. My grandfather was puzzled but he knew that she was drunk before that. Untill now my grandfather doesn’t still really know if it was just his imagination or was it real. However, my aunt still interact with that ‘someone’ but that was in the kampung days and now no more.