Three friends and I decided to pay Genting Highlands a visit last week. This trip was supposed to be a relaxed 1 night weekend break but I think overall it didn’t go that well. We got there pretty late and ended up not doing much. We dropped by at the Chin Swee Caves Temple beneath Genting Highlands. Was supposed to stay the night at Amber Court but I almost peed my pants. Read on.
It was beautiful. Serene and peaceful
(although Genting is known to be well haunted)
We were thousands of feet above sea level
The huge Buddha monument. Journey to where they explain about phases of Buddhism.
The name Chin Swee is named after the late Genting’s pioneer Mr Lim’s reverend.
Back to the Amber Court story, why would I plan to spend the weekend there? My dad was offered a free stay at Amber Court from a membership club. Free! Everyone loves free stuff! The last time I stayed in Amber Court was 12 years ago, and barely remember the place. It’s beneath Genting Highlands, about 15-20 minutes drive down. And I warn you, the rumours are real. It’s fucking creepy alright. On our drive there, we passed by abandoned buildings like these. It was very quiet and our car was the only vehicle on that route.
It looks either 1. obviously burned down 2. completely consumed in algae
The super duper famous Amber Court, famous for being one of the most haunted places in
Genting, or rather in the world. It’s not advisable on any level to stay in this place.
The Ghost Tale..
It was really cold and damp that afternoon. We stopped at the main entrance of Amber Court and gave second thoughts about entering the place. Thanks to Wayne, he suggested we should have at least a look since we’ve driven all the way here.
As we entered the lobby, there was only one receptionist at the counter on his game console. The rest of the area was empty and hollow, all sundry shops were closed down, as if I have just entered a building under renovation. The entire building was so vacant you could listen to your echo traveling through the hallway. We asked to check in, and guess which floor we were given? It was the 14th floor! According to Chinese superstition, number 14 signifies a bad omen. I requested to change to a lower level but the receptionist insisted it can’t be done, giving me reasons such as “That’s just the policy”. What’s the point to tell me a policy without any reason at all? Bullocks. Clearly, there were hardly any guests in this apartment, or perhaps none at all, so the only policy I can see here is he just couldn’t be bothered. Or perhaps, it was his intention to get rid of us by giving us the haunted room I suspect.
Not intending to waste any more time, we took the keys off him and entered the lift up to the 14th floor. It was quite a slow journey up, it gave some time for my thoughts to wander about imagining if a ghost would stand before us when the doors opened. Of course, imaginations remained as imaginations. Quiet and cold, we walked out of the lift and towards our room. What a surprise, the door had padlocks on top of the keyhole, strange. Wayne inserted the keys, it took him awhile with a bit of a struggle. In the midst of the struggle out of no where…..
….I suddenly heard a girl howl. A howl like a wolf. A howl like you have always heard in scary movies. It wasn’t like someone getting raped yelling for help. It was what one can call the ideal howling of a female ghost. The howling lasted 5 seconds long and I swear I was NOT hallucinating. At this point, because the way this story is framed sounded much alike scary movies, some of you may be laughing hard thinking “this poor little girl is delusional” or “she must be too tired or it must be the sound of wind coming through”. Well I can assure you, it’s neither of those. When someone is put in a pin drop silent and “dangerous” situation, they naturally have a heightened sense of awareness and alert. To me, the sound was crystal clear. However, I couldn’t recognise where it came from so I looked around and everywhere, wondering where’s the source of the noise. It was so weird, didn’t seem to come from above or below. All apartments are tightly shut and enclosed with no opening to outdoors for wind to come through. It was like a surround sound which went like “Aaaaaaaaaa…….” with a long echo following. As soon as it stopped, I turned around and asked the rest, “Guys.. *with a pause* Did you hear what I just heard?”
All three of them nodded.. Right away, I felt as though my legs were crippling.
Ok, that was bout it. Thank God that was it!
I kept looking back while typing on my keyboard.
The view from First World Hotel
We then stayed in First World Hotel. Less creepy although it’s said to be haunted..
Misty day. We went to the casino and I lost big bucks. This place is cursed.
Don’t think I’ll ever go there again in many years…
So have you got a story too with Genting Highlands?