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<blockquote data-quote="Speaker" data-source="post: 1003676" data-attributes="member: 6571">All right, I'm reading this thread, feeling the chills go up and down my spine...&nbsp; Turn left, and there's a doll (glassy eyes and all) someone left sitting on the cabinets, staring at me.&nbsp; Great, thanks.&nbsp; Now I'll never sleep again.&nbsp; And I don't want to get up and move it, in case it bites something or me.&nbsp; Brrr.Having lived in Indonesia for five years, I have been thoroughly indoctrinated into the nature of the spirit world.&nbsp; You cannot go five feet without running into a ghost story, or so it seemed.&nbsp; One of the local houses in the neighborhood I lived in was haunted, and people would come from all the city districts to see it.&nbsp; One day after a particularly widespread story got loose, the traffic was backed up all day as people came, and saw, and left.Then there is the Jeruk Purut cemetery - not the place to hang around at night.Now, the local magicians, I have seen.&nbsp; And they have some tricks up their sleeve to make a hardened skeptic to do a double take.&nbsp; You have to wonder just how they are getting those cold, hard stone floors to light on fire.&nbsp; The (arguably) greatest of them all, Didi Kabusi (sp), once did a show at the mall in which he made a friend's (analog) watch spin extra fast, and bent a spoon.&nbsp; For his finale he managed to tell the same friend the exact name of her significant other – and scared her half to death.&nbsp; He claimed that half his tricks were just that, but the other half...&nbsp; magic.&nbsp; Kotok.Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a doll to beat around with a ten-foot pole...</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Speaker, post: 1003676, member: 6571"] All right, I'm reading this thread, feeling the chills go up and down my spine... Turn left, and there's a doll (glassy eyes and all) someone left sitting on the cabinets, staring at me. Great, thanks. Now I'll never sleep again. And I don't want to get up and move it, in case it bites something or me. Brrr. Having lived in Indonesia for five years, I have been thoroughly indoctrinated into the nature of the spirit world. You cannot go five feet without running into a ghost story, or so it seemed. One of the local houses in the neighborhood I lived in was haunted, and people would come from all the city districts to see it. One day after a particularly widespread story got loose, the traffic was backed up all day as people came, and saw, and left. Then there is the [I]Jeruk Purut[/I] cemetery - not the place to hang around at night. Now, the local magicians, I have seen. And they have some tricks up their sleeve to make a hardened skeptic to do a double take. You have to wonder just how they are getting those cold, hard stone floors to light on fire. The (arguably) greatest of them all, Didi Kabusi (sp), once did a show at the mall in which he made a friend's (analog) watch spin extra fast, and bent a spoon. For his finale he managed to tell the same friend the exact name of her significant other – and scared her half to death. He claimed that half his tricks were just that, but the other half... magic. [I]Kotok[/I]. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a doll to beat around with a ten-foot pole... [/QUOTE]

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