▶ The Midnight Ride
This little “incident” occurred to my mother’s friend’s friend and pretty much explains why Lao people don’t travel alone at night during witching hours.
About several years ago in a small village near the capital of Laos, the friend [name withheld for privacy] had a sick aunt who was so feeble, she was literally on her death bed. The friend volunteer at the local temple as a cleaner until evenings when he returns home to care for her.
One evening, he finished sweeping the grounds and ready to depart on his motorcycle. By the time he locked the gates, it was half an hour to 12 am. The road he had to rode on is nothing more than a badly paved road where hardly any traffic was on, but it was a quick shortcut to his aunt’s home.
The ride was usual, the same boring route until he spotted what seem like a white figure near the side of the road; hunched over and shuffling slowly. Being a good sport, he slows the motorcycle next to the pedestrian and asks if she need any help getting to her destination since it is a strange sight to see a woman traveling alone this late.
Then eyes widen, he noticed the familiar figure is none other than his ill aunt, who shouldn’t even be able to move around. However, this apparition is pale, less human, and extremely bony. Short, extremely terrifying looking.
Taking in his instincts, he immediately step on the gas pedal and zooms down the road, trying to distance himself from her. Having an urge to look behind, he nearly fall over his seat when he saw “his aunt” running along the vehicle, her face transplant to his. (To keep in mind, this is a brittle elder lady and the bike was traveling 30-50 miles or so??)
Now horrified, he adds more speed until he takes a turn towards the light of the neighbors’ homes where she vanishes into the banana trees.
Upon reaching home where he shockingly entered, the whole house members were in mourning. Around 2 hours ago, the sickeningly aunt passed away in her sleep while he was still at the temple.
Within a week after the funeral process was over, he became a monk at that local temple and (hopefully) learn prayers and ways to avoid any more frightening night spirits. And now leaves any place before night-time.
Fuck Yeah Nightmares Mod Fey: I’ve heard of a lot of very similar experiences with a spirit keeping pace with a speeding car when the driver tries to escape from them. It’s good he was able to learn ways to protect himself! 7/10 for scares and thanks for sharing!