Looking back on it now, I don’t know if it was just my imagination, but whatever I think about this incident I am about to tell you, the hair still stands on my arms.
My friend and I decided to get away from Singapore for a while, just for a change of pace. We wanted to find a nice, quiet fishing spot somewhere on the Malaysian East Coast and just spend a few days relaxing, forgetting the rat race here, that kind of thing.
So we packed our own food and camping equipment and made our way up to Mersing and there we told a taxi driver to take us to any quiet spot, any fishing village where we could set up a tent and they would leave us alone.
The taxi driver took us up to a fishing village called Penyumbong near the border between Johor and Pahang. This was just ideal for us. It was a really quiet place where everything shut by 7pm. Even the villagers all went into their houses by that hour, they didn’t hang about. Very quiet.
We set up a tent by the beach and spent a couple of days just fishing off the jetty. The first night, a Saturday night, we got a bit of a surprise when some men arrived on small boats with Thai women. My friend and I were worried. We believed these men were smuggling Thai women into Malaysia. We were worried that something would happen to us because we had witnessed this, but we must have meant nothing to them. They never bothered us.
The next night my friend was fishing off the jetty again and I was in the tent. We had agreed never to move out of each other’s sight for too long, but don’t know why I just had this urge come upon me to go crab fishing. I am quite experienced at catching crabs on the rocks.
There was bright moonlight, it was low tide, there was the South China Sea outside, everything seemed right.
I walked out of the tent and down to the water’s edge without telling my friend and soon I was out of sight in a lonely spot, maybe about 1,000 metres away.
Only then, did I feel fear.
It was a sharp feeling, it just hit me. Here I was all alone in the world, if anything happened to me now, nobody could save me. And why was I here at all? Why did I walk so far away just like that without even telling my friend?
And then I heard it.
You know, when somebody is watching you from behind parted bushes and lets branches go, it makes a sharp rustle? I heard it right in front of me, except there was clearly no one there behind that bush. Just at that very moment, dogs started howling loudly. My body froze, my spine tingled. I nearly pissed in my pants.
I ran.
I must have broken the record for that distance. When I reached the tent, my friend was there and he was very concerned.
“Where have you been? What happened?” he asked when he saw the look on my face. I told him. He was very worried and said some prayers for the both of us.
Early next morning we packed everything up quickly and headed straight back home to Singapore.
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