Haunting.

Yes haunting but not in the spiritual, poltergeist or anything like you see in horror movies sense….

Each time I passed by a deserted, damaged or unfinished house like the one I shot in Pasir Pandak, I wonder.

What’s the story, why abort the house. Out of money or out of love ,what?

Now if only walls could talk.

Even in Kuching, I am sure you must know of some houses dense with weeds and creepers and sometimes driving by at night, they give me the creeps.

Now, we are talking about haunted in the scary sense…