After a staggering eight months, the three of us have come together once again for yet another adventure. This time, we stepped out of our comfort zone and made our way to the famed Istana Woodneuk, an abandoned building located in the middle of trees and more trees. Why did we choose to come here? Well, it was Hannah's (our boss and "mother") idea.
We started our adventure from Holland Village, where we had our lunch. You can't go on an adventure with an empty stomach. Soon after we finished our lunch, it started drizzling. According to Jonathan's reliable weather forecast, he said that it was going to rain for the whole day. And even though all of us have an umbrella each, Hannah and I decided to buy ponchos from 7-Eleven, which set us back by $3.55. Jonathan didn't buy because he was too big to fit in one. It proved to be a worthy investment later on, but had I known that it was going to rain, I would have brought ponchos from my house (lesson learnt). Since the rain started pouring, we decided to seek shelter in Holland Road Shopping Center. Well, it really wasn't a shopping center, it felt like a bunch of shops that were set up in here because there were no space outside. It just didn't have the shopping center vibe at all. We left for our destination as soon as the rain stopped.
When we arrived at the bus stop, there were a couple of primary school kids that wanted to go to the Istana Woodneuk as well, but were too afraid to do so. Jonathan, being the best at communicating with youths, talked to those kids while Hannah and I put on our ponchos. It was then decided that those kids would follow us up to the Istana Woodneuk. So with the rain coming down on us, we trudged uphill, following the man-made path made by many who had came before us. The path was easy at first, but we were faced with a steep hill after a few steps. Luckily for us, there was a rope that we could hold onto while we climbed up. Jonathan led the way, and we followed. It wasn't as difficult as I thought and we were at the top before I knew it. The difficult part was going down when we were heading back and one misstep could mean the end of our lives. We followed the guide we found online and made our way to our destination. It was creepy, as if we had walked right into a horror movie set. To make matters worse, it was drizzling. A very typical horror movie scene; three friends go out to do a little exploring, it starts drizzling and they come across an abandoned building. Not that I watch any horror movies, but that's how it is, isn't it?
We stepped inside, as slow and as light we could to avoid making too much noise. But as soon as we stepped in, the primary school boys all disappeared. Right. We were welcomed with a very empty building that had debris lying around everywhere and there was barely any light entering the building. But the light that did enter, was soft and beautiful. I could understand why so many Instagrammers loved to come here for portraits. There were graffiti everywhere, on every wall. Strangely enough, it made me feel less scared. The graffiti made the whole place more humane. Perhaps that was what the artists were thinking of when they decided to spray the place with words and immature drawings. It was a mistake to have come here on a weekday because there was no one else around. It would have been better if we came on a weekend like everyone else or if we had brought 20 other people with us.
There was nothing much to look at on the first floor, so we headed up the stairs towards the second floor. The stairs did not feel like stairs. It was more like a bunch of planks stacked on top of each other. The second floor seemed more familiar, it was where many had their Instagram photos taken at. We walked around and took a few photos and group photos. You must be wondering how we took group photos if there was no one else around. Well, luckily for us, there was a table, albeit wet. We used our ponchos' plastic packaging to put my camera on. I manually adjusted the settings and focus and set the timer for 5 seconds to take our group photos. As you can see, we decided to take our photos with the building as the background, causing our photos to turn out grainy and slightly overexposed due to the uneven lighting. I should have heeded Hannah's idea and used the trees as our background, but there's no room for regrets now because we are never going back there.
As soon as we were done with our group photos, three others came in, with one performing some sort of Taoist ritual. I was freaking out and screaming inside my mind. Jonathan and Hannah were scared too so we made our way out as fast as we could. To make matters worse, the rain started getting heavier. We lost our footing and slipped here and there but we managed to make it out unscathed. We were reunited with the primary school boys at the bus stop which made me think that they were either guardians sent to protect us on our way up or that kids these days don't have to study at all.
Below are some of the photos I took on our mini adventure. No filter or any post production done this time, because I like how the colors came out.
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