The Curse of Sri Rampai Station

it was a dark and stormy night.

'stesyen berikutnya... wangsa maju.'

'next station... wangsa maju.'

i closed my eyes. one more station to go. finally.

'daddy...'

i pretended to be sleeping.

'daddy, i know you're awake.'

dang. i opened one eye.

'yes, dear?'

'why does it take so long to go to wangsa maju from setiawangsa?'

'well... that's because there is actually supposed to be another stop in between: sri rampai. but they closed it, so the train just goes past...'

i paused.

'but, why?'

'that's a good question. i have no idea.'

'oh.'

i closed my eyes again and faked a snore. maybe a snore would pull it off. i could feel zara staring at me suspiciously. 

the train slowed down. ah, i thought. we're halfway there.

the train grinded to a halt.

i sat up.

wait a minute.

the noise level dropped. a moment ago it was buzzing with chatter and gossip. now the soft breeze of whispers permeated the air. an audible gasp from the passengers could be heard as the doors opened suddenly. i held zara close to me.

we were at sri rampai station.