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By Stephen Robert Honorio
This late was shared to me by our current housemaid, Ate maya, who was originally, residing in the province of Capiz. It all happened sometime in the late 60’s to 70’s when a wealthy and greedy businessman came to Capiz to initiate his plants of expanding his business.
He came miles from Manila to find extra space for his mean to construct minor buildings for his company, and somewhere in the mountains of that province, he finally found the perfect spot. Little did he know that spot was not really vacant and that an unexpected terror was lurking from the mountain depths.
One early morning, the businessman confronted an old man who was living in that particular mountain in isolation. The old man responded.
“I’m warming all of you to please don’t push through with your plans. You’ll just get yourselves into a lot of trouble. Not only you, but me as well.”
But no matter how the old man pleaded, the greedy businessman still pushed forth with his plans. Even the residents from the lowland barrio couldn’t convince the businessman that in exchange for his ambitions, lives would be at sake.
No could stop his plants, until a chain of unusual events came… It was already dark and every one in the barrio was in deep slumber, including the men who were working for the businessman-except for his one particular hardworking fellow.
He would work overtime without pay, clearing the construction site, digging up the dirt, boulders, and a lot of tree trunks. It was around 2 o’clock in the morning. As he was about to descend from the tractor, he froze stiff at his post when a floating coffin lunged towards his tractor was sliding down the mountain at a high speed carrying only him, like someone or something was pushing it.
It couldn’t be the wind for the tractor wasn’t at the edge of the mountain! And it was too heavy to be blown away. People from their houses heard an explosion and went out to see what went wrong. The old solitary man went out as well and confronted the onlookers to narrate the horrific incident.
He saw everything from the coffin to the deafening explosion. “That’s what I’m trying to tell them about. They wouldn’t listen and for that, such consequences as this will they endure,” uttered the old man.
When the news reached the businessman, he simply ignored it and ordered some of his henchmen to send his respects for the poor worker’ family. His name continued on everyday with their work and in some of those days, one or three of his men just died or vanished suddenly without notice.
The old man witnessed all of these mysterious events but he just decided not to tell anyone what he really felt or knew about it. The businessman after hearing the series of news went furiously to the old man’s house to talk regarding he chain of his men’s deaths and disappears.
To his surprise, he saw the old man’s corpse sprawled in the floor of his house. It was deeply scratched and its face contorted as if it was in deep pain. There was blood all over the place. And so he hurriedly went out and saw the townspeople outside gossiping, probably about the deaths of the construction workers.
He immediately went down the steep mountain road and allof a sudden he tripped. He tumbled down the rocky path, leaving blood trails as he fell. He never got rescued in time. Hours later, some concerned townsfolk brought him to a hospital several miles away from their barrio. The businessman died from severe external hemorrhage and multiple brain hematoma.
Who or what could’ve killed the poor old man who was living in the mountains for decades and what could have been the motive? How did the businessman fall from the mountain when he was walking carefully downward? Could an engkanto or an evil entity tripped or pushed him intentionally? These questions have been puzzling the minds of the townspeople. No one ever dared to know the truth behind the events.
Now, the mountains are clear of structures of construction of anykind. It now stays in peace and no one dared to venture the cursed abode of the malevolent entity again.