In the small Indonesian town of Singkawang, eleven year old Hendra and his older brother Michael were sent out one rainy night to buy kerosene for their grandmother’s altar lamp. It should have been a ten-minute walk. Instead, a battered silver car pulled up outside the shop, and what Hendra saw through its window has stayed with him for the rest of his life.The adults looked at the same car and found nothing. The cameras recorded nothing. But the boys knew what they saw, and they weren’t about to let it go.Hendra is in his 50s now, and he says he hasn’t been alone since that night. Years later, a split second on a busy street would prove him right.

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Tonight’s story comes from a young Chinese nurse working her very first night shift in a small hospital in rural Cambodia, on a floor where the building is a lot older than most of the people working in it. Her grandmother always had a rule for every hour of the day, and like most of us when we were young, she never really took any of them seriously. One stormy Thursday night, a call light comes on in a room that is supposed to be empty, and she goes to check on it by herself. After the story, I’ll break down what I think was really going on from a Chinese cultural perspective, including a few traditions that might sound familiar if you grew up with grandparents who held on to the old ways. As always, these are just my personal opinions, so I’d love to hear yours. So what do you think happened to Grace? Let me know in the comments, and if your family has a story or a rule like this, I’d really like to hear it. If you enjoy the channel, please like, subscribe, and turn on notifications so you don’t miss next week’s episode.