It was 1951, the year of darkness and confusion. The
withdrawal of The United States army at the end of
World War Two le the Malaysian economy disrupted
and therefore causing an outbreak of violence in the
Middle East. Hundreds of troops were dispatched within
Malaysia to seek out the wounded and to provide
assistance for those in need. The smallest troop,
consis&ng of ‘ve persons, accidently went o(-course and
found themselves stranded in the middle of nowhere.
Aer hours of searching through dense foliage, they
stumbled across something peculiar. They stood in a vast
courtyard approximately the size of a football ‘eld. The
-oor of the courtyard looked like it was made of huge
stone blocks, many of them cracked and ‘lled with long
grasses and shrubs. An old, dilapidated co.age stood
dead in the centre, its walls laden with ivy. A few trees
surrounded it, their roots like gnarled hands digging into
the rock -oor.
The men searched the grounds to see if they could
‘nd anything useful. Curious as to what was kept inside,
they unhinged the door with some tools they had and
entered. They all entered cau&ously to observe the
house since this may have been a form of shelter and
security un&l they could obtain help. The inside of the
co.age was even more depressing than the outside and
it reeked of dust and mildew. The walls were chipped and
seemed like it was about to collapse at any second.
Broken pieces of glass and wood were strewn helter–
skelter over the mahogany -oor boards. What appeared
to be a ‘replace was now a pile of rubble at a corner of
the room. The only decora&ons in sight were a dusty vase
on a three-legged table and a black-and-white picture of
a woman dressed in an old-fashioned white dress. Even
