By: Ace S. Tolentino
My Aunt works at the Filipiniana section of a University library. Filipino and Spanish books dated as early as 1800s were kept in that section. She always has interesting stories to tell about those who once scanned the pages of those books and return to touch them again. The most unforgetable one according to her was the veiled lady. The last bell which remains employees, students and researchers to leave the library premises had rang. Five minutes before eight, all lights, computers and airconditioners should have been turned off. She was turning the lights off at the old books section when suddenly she heard someone drop a Book. she looked for the delinquent library user to tell him that library service is over. Along the way, a book which she suspects to be the one dropped a while ago was left open on the floor. Puzzled, she picked up the book around for whoever dropped it. Seeing no one, she just shrugged and turned the book to the shelf. As she was about to return it though, she noticed a slight movement at the corner of her eye. Turning towards the movement she froze. Before her stood a veiled woman garbed from head to toe in pristine white My aunt was rooted to the spot. My aunt knew right away the woman was not a student. She also had a sneaking feeling the woman was not a living being. The interesting thing is, my aunt couldn’t tell whether the woman was young or middle aged since the lights had been turned off except the one three shelves behind her. The woman seemed to be floating on air. My aunt, felt helpless, closed her eyes and silently prayed the “Our Father.”After the prayer, she opened her eyes, expecting the prayer to make the unexpected visitor disappear. But the woman was still there!
What happened next made my aunt’s hairs stand on end. The veiled lady uttered the prayer that my aunt had just said in her mind a while ago. Her cold voice broke the deafening silence and reverberated across the room and it petrified my aunt. After a few moments, the woman lifted her arms, and made as if to unveil herself. This galvanized my aunt into action. After uttering a bloodcurdling scream, she fell in a dead faint. When she opened her eyes, the veiled lady was no longer there. Two lady guards were tapping her face until she gained consciousness, in her terror, she forgot about the book which she picked up a while ago. The book was ” Doctrina Christina” dated 1884.