CBSUA Ghost Stories 5

Raymund went back to where it all started. The MPS building. The sun was still shining brightly. For some reason, he felt secured with the bright light penetrating all over.

Like most people, he believed that ghosts are not present in the bright of day. But where would they go during daylight? Hollywood has done a lot to obscure our beliefs.

It was Sunday, and the corridor was very quite. His memories took him back to that night when he encountered the ghost. And the apparent rescue he recieved from a teenager. The teenager who was talking to Mr. Prokupos.

Whats going on? Raymund was full of questions. Mr. Prokopus seemed to regard the boy with a bit of respect. A slight difference. As if the boy was superior.

Is he a school official? More questions flood his mind. Questions whose answers he may never find. Unless he ask Mr. Prokopus himself. I doubt he'll give it though.

Who were those people?

"Raymund!" Somebody shouted from the entrance. By now he was well into the bathroom. "Raymund, nandito ka ba?"

"Rey, nandito ako."

"Pinapatawag ka ni boss. Buti pala nalipat ka na din sa day shift."

"Oo nga eh" Secretly, Raymund wished he can be assigned to the night shift again.

He wanted to know so bad, that he is willing to shut his fear off. I need to know. He told himself.

Location: GUARD HOUSE

"Sir, pinatawag niyo daw ako?"

"Raymund, mamaya mauna ka na sa Dojo."

"O sige po"

I guess we'll be training again.

A little while later, we find Raymund tying his white belt. As always, the Dojo or Training hall was immaculate. Mr. Prokopus never lets the dojo get dirty more than 2 hours.

"Asan na kaya yun"

Raymund sat quitely looking at the Kamiza, the altar where the founder of Judo is remembered. If there's one thing that he dislikes besides being in the dark is waiting. To him, even 5 mintutes can seem like days if he is waiting.

Suddenly he grabbed an arm that seized his neck out of nowhere. With a quick jerk he was able to drop his attacker down to the mat.

Without waiting for his assailant to regain composure, he twisted the arm and turned the man over.

"TAP TAP!"

Mr. Prokopus loudly tapped the floor to signal his surrender.

"Very good"

"Ah, sir, kayo pala."

"hehehehe....ngayon simulan na natin ang tunay mong training"

The two spent an hour in a half doing technique repetitions and free style sparring.

Raymund fell exhausted on the mat after two hours of hard training.

A few hours later. . . . . .

Location: Somewhere in Naga City

"Sir, he did good"

"Did he now? How did you do it Nelson?"

"Well, Mr. Saraza. I dont think I did anything at all. He managed to control his aura without any training from me."

There was satisfaction on the Pablo's face but this mysterious teenager evidently was trying hard to conceal it.

"What skill did he use today?"

"I tried to see if he will sense me even with my aura scattered all over the room to confuse his senses. But he did it. He was able to do it"

"Aura Sensing huh? I hope his a natural born Locator." The young man stood up and opened a small ornate box on his desk. "He will be quite useful if he is"


"Yes, he will be. Its not just once but thrice did a dark spirit evade me in the past. If I have him, there would be no chance a spirit can escape"

A small white stone was inside the box.

"I wonder though Nelson. Its been 10 years since you joined the force. I think you're the only operative from your batch that hasn't achieved Spirit Master level yet."

"I working on it"

Mr. Prokopus just smiled at the comment. The teenager reciprocated it with his own smile before taking the stone and handing it to the old guard.

"Don't feel too pressured though." He then takes an envelope from his jacket's inside pocket and hands it to the older gentleman as well. "I'm always happy whenever you call for my help"

"Hehehehe. You mean, you're always happy to add another hundred on your arsenal"

"Ofcourse"

Both of them laughed.

Yet the conversation hardly shed any light.

Who are these people?

It seems like Raymund wasn't imagining at all.

The conversation about spirit binding did indeed happen. The incident at the MPS building transpired as he believed it did.

That young man. Just who is he?

ITUTULOY

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"o gising ka na pala"

Raymund found himself staring at the ceiling. Nelson Prokopus was standing on his right.

"Nasan ba ako?" he said softly more to himself than to the old guard. Somehow, the place was familiar.

His memories took him right back to a couple of hours ago. "ano bang nangyari?"

Then, he remembered. There was a teenage kid talking with Mr. Prokopus. "Ano ba yung pinag uusapan nila?"

"Ano yun?"

"Naku wala ho." He sat up and tried to stand but decided to stay sitting. A throbbing headache was upon him. He looked around and realized why the place looked familiar. The place was actually the guards living quarters.

"Sir, sino yung kausap niyo kanina. Young bata na parang amerikano."

Prokopus looked confused.

"Sinong amerikano?"

"May amerikano po dito kanina. Dito ba yun? Tapos kausap niyo"

"Imagination mo lang yun"

"Imagination ko lang nga ba yun?"

"nakatulog ka habang nag ju-Judo tayo"

Right. I did fall asleep. Raymund tried to think about the events past. Spirit binding. He remembered the old man sayjng something about Spirit Binding.

"Spirit Binding"

"huh?"

"Spirit Binding po. Sinabi niyo na tuturuan niyo ako tungkol sa Spirit Binding"

The old man was silent for a minute. Neither one of them dared to break the silence. Even though Raymund was quite sure that what happened did happen there was a slight doubt in his mind.

Was he just imagining things?

"WAHAHAHAHAHAHA" Mr. Prokopus was laughing so hard he dropped to his knees. "Rey, pakinggan mo nga ito"

I guess I really was just imagining things. Raymund thought to himself. "kung ganun ano talaga yung nangyari?"

He asked quietly.

"Oy Raymund, mag pa test ka na kaya. Malala na yang hallucination mo ha" Rey entered the room right after the old man called. "Nandun ako ng mag Judo kayo no. Simula pa lang ng laro niyo na knock out ka na"

So that's what happened.

24 hours later.......

Location: Somewhere in Naga City

The place looked exactly like the room that Raymund found himself in. A teenage kid probably about 15 years old sat behind a large desk. There was an array of books behind him. A ceiling fan rotated lazily above.

The kid was handsomely dressed. His black suit looked really expensive.

An older gentleman stood right in front of his desk. It was Mr. Prokopus.

"Nelson. How did it go?"

"He's confused."

"Good. How did you do it?"

"I reconstructed the memories of one of my subordinate to act as a witness. I used him to support my statements to Raymund. I tried to reconstruct Raymund's as well but...."

"Was his aura strong enough to prevent you from reconstructing?"

"I told you. He is ready."
"Lets not put him in a position where he might get killed"

"Not teaching him how to use his powers will get him killed"

"Thats why we have you. Be there. Protect him from demons who might try to eat him for his powers."

"He is ready"

"He is not." The young man slowly stood from his chair. "but you may train him subtly."

"Thank you"


ITUTULOY

CBSUA Ghost Story 3

"Ano? Mga multo sa MPS?"

"Oo pare!"

"Raymund, naka drugs ka ba?"

"Rey, totoo to"

The two men was beginning to get loud in the canteen by the Food Tech Department. Rey just can't believe that he's friend would actually make things up just to intrigue him.

"Okay, sige ganito. Puntahan natin yan ngayon. Ngayon mismo"

"Eh Rey, wala yun ngayon. Alas kuwatro pa lang."

"Bakit, saan ba yan nag pupunta kapag araw?"

"Aba ewan ko, basta, wala yun dun ngayon."

"O Ano nanaman na harambugan yan?"

Old man Prokopus just came in, still with his Judogi on his back.

"O sir, kala ko may training kayo ngayon."

"O buhay ka pa palan. Ulay ko kinakan ka na kang aswang. WAHAHAHAHAHA"

"Sir, ipasok niyo nga ito sa Judo Club niyo. Baka mawala ang pagka duwag nito"

"Rey, kahit maging black belt pa ako sa Judo, wala pa rin akong magagawa laban sa isang multo"

"Ibig mo bang sabihin, dapat din maduwag si sir?"

"Naku hindi no.."

"Raymund, saumama ka saakin." Mr. Prokopus commanded. "Alisin natin yang sanib mo. WAHAHAHAHAHAHA"

LOCATION: CBSUA Judo Club Dojo. Located on top floor of the Computer Highschool.

Time: 4:30 PM

Two men knelt down facing each other. Both wearing a Judo uniform. The older guy was wearing an old black belt. The other wore a white.

They were meditating. Feeling each breath. Focusing on the flow of energy within their bodies as well as their surroundings.

They were alone.

"Raymund, may dapat kang maaraman."

"Sir ano yun?" Raymund was fearful of the answer he is about to hear. What if he is gay? And that he is now going to confess his love to him. NO NO NO. This cannot be! Mr. Prokopus is the toughest person he ever encountered. The only person aside from his lolo that he is confident will be strong enough to withstand ghost attacks.

What if he really is gay?

"Raymund..." The old man was solemn. It was so unlike him. The man who is always boisterous is now speaking in a serious tone. A very serious one.

Please don't be gay. As if grappling with you ain't hard enough. Please Please. The words repeated in Raymund's head like a broken record.

But which one is more scarier, the MPS ghost or the gay judo master.

Oh freak! This is not happening to me. Raymund was almost to the point of hysteria now. Should I make a run for it? But then he remembered that Mr. Prokopus was also the fastest guard in the university.

There is no escaping now.

"Raymund." The old man had eyes that can almost bore a hole through you. A gaze like fire. "Alam ko na may third eye ka"

"Huh?" Raymunds surprise was more for realizing that the old man was not gay rather than his third eye. Perhaps he didnt even hear it. He was so preoccupied with imagining what will happen to him during the grappling session that he failed to hear the important part.

"Nagi akong estudyante ni lolo mo."

Raymund's gaze of amazement was still rooted in Mr. Prokopus not being gay. What a relief. Raymund inhaled as much oxygen as he can. Well, you will too after holding your breath for more than two minutes.

"Siguro oras na para ipasa ko saimo ang kaaraman na ini. Ito ang kaalaman na tinatawag na SPIRIT BINDING technique.

"Spirit binding...?" Anong koneksiyon sa pagiging bakla ng spirit binding? Raymund should snap out of it already. For as he speak, the old man was already lunging towards him in blinding speed. I guess he just realized that this guy was not listening to what he is saying.

"DI BA SABI KO! PAG NAG SASALITA AKO, MAKINIG KAAA"

Too late now. Mr. Prokopus has already grabbed him by the lapel. The next move drove Raymund face down to the blue judo mats covering the whole room. As he felt the sting of the slam on his face, the old man was already sliding his wrists around his neck.

"bakit dumidilim ang paligid?.....

.....gabi na ba?"

He woke up a few hours later. Awake but still weak. He noticed that the place looked like a lawyers office. His back was resting on a soft sofa covered in a smooth leather like material. The cealing fan rotated lazily above him. The cold air from the A/C was directly blowing to him.

"Nelson."

"Yes, sir?"

"Are you sure this kid is ready?"

"Sir, alam ko na medyo lampa siya...."

A child's voice interupted him. No, an adult male's voice. Wait I know that voice. Raymund struggled to focus on the speaker.

"To be honest, I think it's too early for him to come to us"

"pero"

"Walang pero pero. Take this boy out of this place now"

"ano daw"

"He's coming to" the teenager approached him and touched his forehead with his finger. Immediately, Raymund went back to sleep.

"Who was that guy?"

ITUTULOY

CBSUA Ghost Stories 2

Walking to MPS felt like an eternity. An eternity he never wanted to end. As if he wished that time will stand still and stop him from entering that haunted place.

“Ano kayang nangyari dun sa babae na yun” goosebumps raced all over his body. “ehhhhh” Raymund rubbed his forearms. Rooted on the spot he dared not move an inch. Then, suddenly it dawned on him. What if she’s already behind him?

Slowly he turned his head. Suddenly his eyes was flooded with white light. As he focused he saw a face that almost stop his heart.

A skull was infront of him.

“WAAAAAAAAAAAA” he reached for his sidearm. But as he held the handle he found himself spinning. Soon his arm was twisted around his back forcing him to let go of the gun.

“o easy lang, ako toh”

“Sir?”

“WAHAHAHAHA”

The old guy gave him back his pistol. “Sir, ano yung nakita kong bungo kanina?”

“Anong bungo? Basagin ko kaya ang bungo mo. Mukha ko yun!”

“Ah sorry sir.”

“Ito, dalhin mo itong radio para naman maka radio ka kung kailangan”

“Salamt po sir” Raymund said embarrassingly. Mr. Prokopus walked slowly away back to the guard house. “Kaipuhan mo yan. Baka mag butwa siya bigla. WAHAHAHAHAHA”

“Ano ba yan. Teka may bala ba ito?” He took his pistol out and checked. It was. And like always, his pistol was shiny clean. Then all of the sudden he found himself right infront of the MPS bathroom. “teka lang, pano ako napunta dito?”

It was very dark. He reached for his torch only to realize that Mr. Prokopus took it with him. Wide eyed he darted towards the exit. But what happened next froze him cold.

There was an eerie sound coming from the bathroom. Like wind howling. And footsteps slowly approaching. “uhh bakit ba kasi may third eye pa ako??” he struggled with all his might but his legs wont move.

He remembered his lolo telling him that ghosts posses the capacity to cast fear on their victims to render them immobile. In his family, he was the only one who inherited his lolo’s power. The third eye. But unlike his lolo who can stand his ground against violent spirits, all he can do is scream.

Or can he?

He tried to do it but as he opened his mouth no sound came out. He was 100% sure he’s next to disappear.

Then the footsteps stopped coming. What happened?

“Nani ga shitte iru ka?”

“Huh….?” Still frozen Raymund listened carefully to another voice. A male’s voice. A human voice.”

“nani mo nai” A high pitched womans voice retorted angrily.

“Get out. I told you before you cant stay here.”

“But this place is the most suitable for me”

“nag uusap sila” Raymund told himself as he wiggled his toes to break free of the spell.

“I get constantly fed in this place ya know” The woman said again. “Patay, nangangain ata ng tao ang multo na ito” he can feel water dripping down his socks now. "Ano ba yan...dapat kasi nag ihi na ako kanina pa."

“And what about him?” The guy asked again.

“Well, he was so scared so I thought I'd sucked that one out too”

“huh..bampira ba to??” Raymund was screaming with fear in his head.

“This is your last warning. Go before I kill you”

“yeah yeah….I’m leaving then….ittekimasu”

“Itte kimasu janai yo!! Sayounara”

“yeah whatever”


It was a few seconds of silence before Raymund faced them. But they were gone.

“Sino ba yun?”

ITUTULOY. . . .

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I guess they're trying to see if its cool to put up a tree house up there.

CBSUA Ghost Stories 1

May mga tao na tahimik na nabubuhay sa mundong ito. Halos walang problema. Siguro, aside sa regular na sermon ng teacher nila everytime late sila. O kaya naman kapag nakalimutan nanaman nila na gumawa ng assignment.

Mapayapa ang buhay. Ito ang mga tao na kayang mag lakad sa gitna ng kalsada na nakangiti at walang paki kahit pa napapaligiran ito ng mga multo ng kahapon na di maka alis alis sa ating kinalalagyan.

Swerte nila. Kasi hindi nila nakikita ang mga pugot ulo at mga white lady na kasama nila sa pag salamin sa girls bathroom.

Ngunit hindi lahat na tao ay swerte. At ang kwento ito ay tungkol sa malas na taong ito.

“ANG BABAE SA MPS”

Time: 2AM

Place: Guard House

It was a cold and breezy night. The moon was not out and only the faint light of the stars illuminated the sky. An older man was standing near a pillar and leaning as he’s yosi’s smoke dissipate in the wind.

A young dude wearing a guards uniform just like the old man slowly approached him. He seemed like he wants to say something but is being held back. Apprehensive. Finally he mustered his courage to speak up.

“Sir” “uh?” The older guard kept his eye fixed on the gate as if waiting for somebody. Uninterested to the guy who was just transferred to the night shift.

“Sir, wala pa ata si Rey”

“Mag a-absent daw yun.”

“Huh? Ganun po ba?”

Raymund looked terrified which finally caught the old man’s eyes.

“O, Anong problema?”

“Eh sir. Wala pala akong kasama sa pag patrol mamaya.”

The man was silent for a second before his laughter cracked the night air. Raymund felt really embarrassed and angry. He knew exactly what Mr. Prokopos was thinking. Well, its not the first time somebody asked the old man this question.

“uy bata. Nasaan ba ang B*&^g mo?”

“Sir naman. Hindi naman sa takot ako…” Raymund stopped talking as he realized that he just gave himself away with his words.

“Wahahahaahha!” Mr. Prokopus laughed harder this time.

Raymund slowly backed away from the guard house. “Nasaan na ba kasi yang si Rey. Bakit ngayon pa nag absent?” He murmured to himself.

“O wag ka masyado maglayo. Naglalayog to. Baka sakloton ka! WAHAHAH”

Nobody wanted to be assigned to the night shift.

It was five years ago when Alysa Guerero mysteriously disappeared in the girls bathroom in MPS. That was 5 days after she reported seeing a bloody girl standing behind her as she combed her hair. When she turned to look there was nobody there. After that her dorm mates had to endure sleepless nights. They said the most bizarre incidents happened in Alysa’s room the nights following the bathroom incident. Events that was hair raising and sounds enough to give you goosebumps followed Alysa until she finally disappeared.

Her classmates said that she took off one night at 12. They followed her as she ran fast towards the MPS building. Her bestfriend said that she saw her turn towards the bathroom.

But nobody dared follow. They were now so creeped out because of Alyssa’s story of the bloody girl. But they waited for her to come out. She didn’t.

5 years later a rookie guard armed with a trembling flashlight paced uneasily.

“Pwede naman ako mag resign” He thought. “Pero kung gagawin ko yun. Mas iisipin ni Sir na duwag ako”

His eyes gazed towards the direction of MPS. His route was to check every building towards Agrosoil including the dreaded MPS. “Kaya ko toh!”

That’s the spirit.

Slowly, Raymund walked his way. His flashlight steadily pointed down. He was scared he might see something even before he gets there.

What is waiting for him?

Abangan next week....

In the meantime, siguraduhin na mag ingat habang mag isang gumagamit ng CR. Baka ikaw naman ang sumunod......(itutuloy)

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