Hi there, I would like to share a piece of my live encounter with the strange and quiescent. This is not my only encounter.

I used to be an account executive at Shaw Centre. Yup, the office building next to Lido Orchard.

Well, we are located at a high level and seemingly the security is pretty tight. Sound proof doors, alarms, single lift, locked office doors and dim lights. It didn’t recreated a eerie arena to me but to my colleague to an extend. I wasn’t as mousey as my other colleague (she dared not go tioleting alone).

At one time, my colleague Avis was on MC for a couple of days. I needed a pee. You see, our office only comprised of 1 guy, 2 young gals (me & my colleague) & 2 older ladies (our Director & MD) so I couldn’t possibly ask them to accompany me to the toilet even at my urgency, nope, not even politely.

So there I was, walking through the pathway of fabricated ubiquitious opaque florescent lighting, my mind was not racing on anything particularly. My nature call was howling down on me more than any apparent thoughts.

The metallic door was very heavy and sound proof. As I enter the first metallic door, wind swirl past my ears. Silence stooped. I encounter two doors, apparently the Gents & the Ladies. I pushed the door and enter a cubicle to ease myself. No one was within the enclosed door. I couldn’t hear anything (within or beyond the doors) I could only hear my breathe.

Particularly into music, I revel myself, humming, as I usually did. I closed my eyes to console tired eyes as I sang, the tune reverberated. In a split seond, I saw in front of my naked eyes a face so huge, brushing by me. I was stiff. My sight returned and I tried to gain my composure. Soon enough, I heard the tap. Once, twice… drip drip… Phew, I thought, someone else is here, no need to worry.

My heart skipped a beat when I stepped out of the cubicle to find no one, only empty air. Why did the tap ran twice? Hah, maybe someone is in the other cubicle! I pushed opened the door to find a rush of air. I regained my composure and reticent anything spooky.

As I reached out for the tap, the left corner of my eyes saw something RED floating up at the far left end corner of the room, apparently moving towards my direction. I didn’t moved nor tried to look, I turned and hurried, pretending not to have noticed anything. My legs couldn’t move any faster, glued as it seemed.

The metallic door suddenly flung opened. A lady in yellow walked in. I am saved, I thought to myself. I walked past her and mumbled a pray for her. I hope she is fine.

I related the incident to my MD and the latter commented that there was a case of girl hang herself on this floor at this toilet some years back. My pounding heart shirks.

I have never, after the incident, stepped into the ladies of this office building again. Never again…