Warning: Tabloid-like content below. Extreme sensationalism with no actual proof. Not for the weak hearted. Proceed with caution.
My very gossipy male cousin H had just informed me of a possible haunting in our beloved Kampong (not the one I am currently living in). The haunting in question is by a Hantu Pocong. For those not familiar with the concept of a Hantu Pocong, it is basically a ghost taking the shape of a man in the white death suit.
Here’s a picture. Photo taken from here (obviously not real).
Apparently quite a few people has already seen this hantu. It all started with the hearse, being brought home by the Bilal a few weeks ago, because the mosque did not have a proper garage. Apparently, his wife could see the coffin inside the hearse shaking and vibrating late at night and because of that, promptly came down with a high fever.
So it was transferred back to the mosque. Then, the workers at the mosque also also started to experience the same incident with the hearse.
Red boxes denote places where there were reportedly sightings of Pocong. I’m not really sure if the
Imam’s (actually it’s Bilal’s) house is at that exact spot but I’m pretty sure it’s nearby the mosque.
Anyway, after that, a niece of mine began seeing weird things as well. One night, approximately around Maghrib time, she and her brothers were home alone, and minding their own business. Then the brothers began to hear funny sounds like someone was trying to forcefully get into the house. They obviously got scared and ran to their room, leaving Niece alone in the kitchen. While all that was happening, she was doing something on the kitchen sink.
Suddenly, she saw a flash of white suddenly pass by the kitchen window. She didn’t react at first, just felt confused. Then fear gripped her as she realised the white thing actually stopped right outside the window. She felt as if, she was being pulled towards the thing, like she was being forced to see through the translucent folds of the curtain and straight into the white shadow. But then she pulled away at the last minute and ran to her brothers’ room. They stayed there until their parents came home.
They weren’t the only ones who saw the Pocong. The neighbours also saw the Pocong hoping around the area at the exact same day Niece saw it. So it couldn’t just be the imagination of a paranoid teenage girl if many other people could actually vouch for the truth of it all?
To be honest, I’m not really sure what to make of this all. How are we supposed to take this? Some people even reported that they recognise the face of the Pocong as the face of someone who had just died, but then how can they be sure? Those from this Kampong are not exactly the kind of people to conjure up a great hoax just to scare people. Ah well, I don’t know. Could it be a reminder to people of the dangers of utilising items of khurafat? We all will never know. But for now, be steadfast with your iman, prayers, ayats, and love Allah has given, for that is the only thing that will protect you.