I don't know why, but Asia has a thing with putting bodies into pillars for construction reasons. I mean, they've done that in Japan before multiple times, and they've done this in the case of an unfortunate Chinese nurse named Janet. Heck, Hajime Isayama even wrote it in (spoiler alert for Attack on Titan) when they discovered the titan in the walls. But, most importantly, let's get back to the unfortunate Chinese nurse named Janet. This story takes place in the 60's in the city of Kuching. At the time, the Satok bridge was being constructed and it was a very, very popular belief that the reason that females were going missing around that time was so that their heads will be embedded in the pillars of the bridge, so it'll stay up and be stronger or something like that. Poor, unfortunate Janet was one of these rather unlucky females. Her body, with her head missing was found later on. Her grieving parents dressed her in a red dress and shoes and buried her like that. It is a Chinese/Malaysian belief that if a woman dies in red or is buried in red, she will come back as a spirit. Her parents most likely wanted Janet to come back so she can exact her revenge, but that's not quite what happened. There have been reports of a woman in red hitching a ride with motorcyclists, but she'd disappear and leave a stain on the seat that smelled like rotting flesh. Gross. There have also been reports of a woman in red traveling in a ferry across the Sarawak River. The money she payed would turn into dead leaves or Chinese hell notes, which is something that you'd offer to a dead person. Because of this, the ferry does not take passengers after 10 pm. The people of Kuching refuse to even say Janet's name in fear that she will visit them later that night. Be careful about how you treat people, because they may come back to terrorize you.
Karak highway. Ah, the home of a plethora of horrors and death. This place is definitely a place where you wouldn't want to travel alone, especially at night. It would be even worse if your car broke down on this highway, at night time especially. This was the case of a rather unfortunate family. A man, his wife, and their baby were coming home late at night from a wedding when the car broke down. They were, obviously, on Karak highway when this happened. This was back in the days when they didn't have mobile cellphones, so they just decided to wait. It was some sort of season, or it was around a holiday where people traveled a lot, so they thought some kind person would stop by and help out. After a few hours, the husband decided to go out on his own to find help. And, oh boy, everyone who has seen a horror movie knows that going out alone on a dark, deserted road is never a good idea. The wife didn't want to be left alone, so she begged to go with him. He declined her offer and told her to wait in the car and keep the doors locked. Anxious, the wife waited with her baby for hours. The husband did not come back. After a while, she heard something on the roof of her car, like something landed on it. She was too afraid to see what it was, so she stayed in the car. There were rustling noises, but she tried to convince herself that it was just some wild animals. After a while, a police car approached from far away. With a megaphone or something like that, they told her to get out of the car, walk towards them, and to not turn around. The woman, holding her baby tightly, slowly walked forward. Eventually, curiosity got the best of her and she looked back. There are some versions of this story that what she saw made her go insane. On the roof of the car was the body of her decapitated husband and something feeding on it.
The whole story is similar to the Dead Boyfriend urban legend we all grew up hearing, (or is it only me?) right? The car breaks down, the boyfriend goes out to get help and leaves the girlfriend in the car, and some crazy guy carrying the boyfriend's decapitated head and his car keys comes up to the car. This story is arguably less brutal, since the lady may or may not have gone insane, which brings up the question. Is insanity worse than death? Maybe. I don't want to find out yet. The moral of this story is, kids: be extra careful if your car breaks down and you're alone, because there's some freaky-deaky stuff out there.
Driving can be scary sometimes, not only because of the nagging fear that you may crash your car into a deep ravine and explode and be engulfed in furious flames. There are crazy people on the road sometimes with harmful intention. There's also incredibly stupid people in the world who don't pay attention to the road when they drive and would much rather text "bae" about what they're doing for their 1 month anniversary. This story will mainly focus on the former. It is best to be careful when on the road. In addition to that first moral I just popped out, (that sounded gross) it's also good to realize that even though it may sound like someone isn't telling the truth, it's alright to consider that maybe the ridiculous stuff they're saying may be true. Not all the time, though.
In the 90's, the DJ of a popular late night radio show was taking guests to share their ghost stories. Around midnight, the DJ took a rather peculiar call. The caller was a man who recalled driving on a highway late at night with his parents, wife, and baby sleeping in the car. Though he himself was tired, he continued to drive. Suddenly, he saw a large lorry (which is basically a truck that transports goods and stuff like that) with only one light coming from the opposite direction. The lorry flashed by his car, its slipstream rocking his vehicle. He was shaken because the lorry was driving against traffic on his side of the highway. Before he had time to collect his thoughts, the lorry appeared in front of him again. Once again, it sped past him. This happened a few more times, but it didn't end there. The man caught sight of the lorry's headlights in the review mirror. Like most people, the caller said that he was scared of the lorry, and since he was being chased, sped up. When he was driving up the crescent of a hill, he saw another headlight headed towards him and in an attempt to avoid it, swerved violently. This was a very unfortunate mistake. He lost control of the car and went straight through the highway barrier, crashing into a deep gully. The caller then stated that he was depressed and upset since his parents, wife, and baby were all killed in the accident. Then, in a saddened voice, he said that he, along with his whole family, lost his life before hanging up. The DJ brushed it off as a prank and merely laughed it off before continuing with the show. The next day, a car crash was discovered in a gully next to the highway the caller had been supposedly driving on. The news of the car crash, which killed an elderly couple, a mother and husband, and their infant child, made it in the newspaper. The DJ, upon realizing that the details of the caller's story matched the details of the crash, rushed back to replay the conversation he had with the mysterious caller the night before, but he was only met with an eerie silence.
Karak highway in Malaysia is an infamous highway best known for its' sp00ky ghosts and accidents. There's a ton of scary stories and urban legends that are rumored to be on that highway. From a man-eating (who literally eats men) ghost flying around that highway, to a supposed ghost or serial killer hitchhiker, and even to a yellow slugbug with no driver, the Karak highway is a highway one does not want to travel alone. This blog post will focus on the wandering boy of Karak highway. The wandering boy is said to have died in a car crash along with his mother, who, on impact, was thrown out of the car. If you are driving on Karak highway at night and see a little boy, he will appear to be looking for something. If you pull over and try to talk to him, he will instead ask you the same question over and over again: "Where is my mother?" If you drive past him, he will still ask you this question- alongside your car. Oh, but you're driving, you say? That doesn't stop this little sucker. He'll literally run as fast as your car, tapping at the window attempting to get your attention. This boy, I think, does not have harmful intentions, but instead just wants to find his mother, although he could very well be a cause for an accident. The sighting of this boy is a common one on Karak highway. There is another variation of the story where the boy was blinded by shards of glass when they crashed, rendering him blind. In this version, his appearance is not as kid-friendly, since his eyes are bloodied. As far as I can tell, since there is no mention of it, what happens to those who offer this kid a ride is unknown. I wouldn't recommend it.
The Hantu Penangglan is a very commonly known Malaysian ghost. The Penangglan is a ghost/demon whose head detaches from its' body while its' organs dangle from the bottom. Gross. The Penangglan usually preys after pregnant women/new mothers and sucks their blood, kinda like a Malaysian vampire. Usually, a Penangglan was a midwife who made a deal with the devil. For 40 days, the midwife who made the deal is not allowed to eat meat. If this pact is broken, they will then become a Penangglan. There is another commonly-known origin of the Penangglan. Some say that a Penangglan is a woman who died during childbirth, which mostly makes sense as to why they go after pregnant women or new mothers. A Penangglan supposedly keeps a tub or bottle of vinegar in their home. When they go back home after feeding, or attempting to feed, they soak in vinegar so their entrails can soak and shrink, making it easier for them to go back into their original body or something freaky like that. A Penangglan can also be described as the opposite of a banshee; sometimes, when a mother is in labor, the Penangglan will screech when the new child is born. After this, the Penangglan will try to get the new mother's blood. If the Penangglan were to take someone's blood, that person would be infected with a fatal illness that will eventually kill them. Even if the Penangglan is not successful in feeding, if they brush you with their organs, (ew) you will break out in painful sores that can only be healed by a type of Malaysian priest. Luckily, there are ways to kill and protect yourself from a Penangglan. One way is to put spiky leaves all over the windows of the house, so when the Penangglan tries to enter, it will get caught in the spikes. Another way to protect yourself from a Penangglan is to keep scissors under your pillow, since Penangglans are afraid of this.
Thankfully, killing a Penangglan is possible. First, the body of the Penangglan must be found within its' house. One way to kill it is to pour broken glass into its' neck so when it comes back, it can't enter its' body due to the risk of injuring its' organs. The other way is to bless the body or do some sort of ritual to cleanse it, then to cremate it. Either way, one should be very, very careful if they're pregnant (lame moral, I know, but it's all I've got, okay?)