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MYSTERY STORIES OF THE MTRACKERS AND OTCHO BOYS. Plus other stories and fiction about Project 8 in QC.

Strange Townhouse in Project 8


This is not the townhouse but it looks something like it


It looks a nice place to stay--and it is. It's cheap but quality, costing you just P4K a month. And by the way, it's rent-to-own, so sooner or later, you'd have it as your very own property. It's a townhouse somewhere along Alley H, in Project 8, QC. If you've never heard of Alley H, it's a narrow path inserted somewhere in Project 8, and just to give you  hint (because I cannot disclose the location) it's near a small eatery, car wash, and a trendy grocery store. 

Alam mo na kung saan?

The townhouse has 3 bedrooms, a sala, kitchen, dining area, 3 toilets and baths, guestroom, and a one-car garage. Ideal house for a small family, right? Ang OK pa, one ride lang ito from Mercury, Save More and ilang schools and clinics. There are still 2 units available, so start looking for it. The owners call it Three Doors. Siguro kasi three doors and townhouses na dikit-dikit. The first unit is now occupied by Tommy. 

Tommy is not one of the Ocho Boys or Mtrackers. He's originally from Abra but transferred to QC because his work is based here. So after two years of rent, this townhouse became his, with big help from his company's housing plan. O nga pala, Tommy is a marketing director. Malaki sweldo, so he got his loan application approved by the company. 

The first one and 10 months of staying in the townhouse were okay, until the eleventh month. That was when the mystery started. His neighbors started reporting strange things to him happening while he was away at work. Meron daw kumakanta sa loob. E alam nila, walang tao dun, dahil Tommy was at work from 8 am to 6 pm. They knew that. 

He asked them what particular time of day it happened. They said 6 pm. That's when he leaves the office and starts walking to Ayala to catch a bus to the Ayala Carousel station and then to Monumento, getting off at Munoz. He'd be home by 8pm. His neighbors said the singing went on till 7:30 pm. Whoever it is, the singing is timed to stop about 30 minutes before he arrived home. The mystery started about a week ago, the neighbors added.

So one Wednesday, Tommy called in sick at the office so he can be at home all day and check the mystery, and be there at 6 pm to 7:30 pm to personally hear the singing. The townhouse was peaceful all morning and he enjoyed cooking sinigang na baboy for lunch, his favorite dish. He had a swell meal. Then he dozed off in the early afternoon, thankful that his bedroom was airconditioned and unaffected by the severe summer heat. But he napped too long. Next thing he knew, he woke up at 7 pm, while the singing was in progress. 

There it was! A female voice was singing some classic song he had heard somewhere on Youtube and the voice seemed to be coming from one of the two bedrooms. Because he wanted the mystery solved asap, he went straight inside the rooms to find out who it was. Empty. Both rooms were empty, and the singing now transferred to his bedroom.  That can be downright scary for anybody, but not to Tommy. He believed it was some kind of a prank by a human being, not a ghost or spiritual entity or anything like that. 

So he went back to his bedroom quietly and abruptly opened the door to catch the prankster by surprise. Nothing. The singing now seemed to come from the living room. That was when Tommy changed his mind. He felt a bit scared now with the prospect of a probable ghost haunting the house. Momentarily, his phone rang. It was George, his neighbor. George knew that he was home all day trying to solve the mystery. He asked Tommy if he heard the singing. He said he did. Then both of them noted that the singing stopped. They looked at their clocks, and each said 7:30 pm. 

George went over to his house and tried to help out, whatever way possible. Tommy offered him beer and they sat down on the sofa to discuss about possibilities, especially things that happened in the past at the place where Tommy's townhouse was sitting. Some terrible and scary history. Probably a woman was murdered and buried in the lot at around 6 to 7:30 pm and the woman was a singer. Or perhaps, it was where the bodies of victims of summary execution (salvaged) were thrown. Maybe, the area was once a cemetery? Things like that. 

Finally they agreed that the property owner owed them an explanation. Even George, his family and nearby neighbors were already affected. So they called in their neighbors and together they went to the owner's residence which was just on the other block. Mr. Gonzaga, the owner, was shocked by their sudden visit and obviously alarmed by their complaint. He couldn't believe a ghost haunted his newly constructed townhouse unit.

He said as far as he was concerned, he bought a clean title and the place was formerly a part of a rice field. The owners were migrating to the US so they sold the land to a developer and the developer turned the area into a subdivision in Project 8. And Mr. Gonzaga bought a 700 square meter property and divided it into three where he put up three new townhouse units. That was all he knew. He couldn't understand how the property could be haunted. 

George suggested trying to contact the original owners in the US, but the others thought it was far out. So, Tommy had two options--leave the townhouse unit or stay and get used to the singing. Mr. Gonzaga asked how the singing was, and Tommy said it was kind of good but spooky. George and the others agreed. So, nagisip si Mr. Gonzaga. He liked classical songs and music and loved how the songs were sung by archaic singers in the 1920s or 30s. A bright idea came to him.

Today, you will see Tommy living in a big bungalow house near a public school in GSIS Village, and Mr. Gonzaga living in a small townhouse unit. The other two units are still available, so in case you're interested...


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Mausoleum na Lumitaw sa Subdivision


One Sunday early morning of October, just before Undas (Feast of the Dead), it just suddenly appeared there. A mausoleum. Right in the middle of the street! Imagine, dati-rati wala namang mausoleum dun, at sino bang nasa katinuan ng isip ang magtatayo ng mosoleyo sa subdivision? Syempre wala. Pero isang araw, andun na sya! Biglang sumulpot na parang kabute!

Sikyong Pedro, the village security guard and one of the Ocho Boys, was making his rounds that early morning when he found the strange mausoleum standing there between houses number 13 and 14 on the street parallel to M. De Ropa. He couldn't believe his eyes! "Ano yan?" ika sa sarili. "Wala namang ganyan dyan ah!"

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Nagpungas sya ng mga mata, baka namamalik-mata lang sya. But it was still there. Totoo sya! So he rang up the doorbells of houses 13 and 14 and asked about the mausoleum. The residents were equally shocked to find their new neighbor! "Ba't meron nyan dyan?" they asked. "Kahapon wala yan dyan! Natapos ako ng jogging kagabi ng 8 pm wala yan dyan!" one of them insisted.

"Ba't biglang napatayo yang mosoleyo na yan dyan?"

"At sino nagtayo?"

"Teka, teka!" awat ni Sikyong Pedro. "Ba't ako tinatanong nyo? Nagulat nga rin ako eh!" Nag-radyo sya sa barangay at binalita ang kaka-ibang pangyayari. Ang mysteryo. Ni-report naman ito ng mga tanod ke Captain Dan Caboy, ang barangay captain. Syempre, nagtaka si kapitan at na-ngisi. "Mosoleyo?" tanong nya. "Sa Project 8? Ano namang kalokohan ito?" Nagpadala sya ng ilang tanod.

Habang naka-nganga si Sikyong Pedro sa mosoleyo, me kumalabit sa kanya. "What's that doing there?" tanong ng kumalabit. "Is that a mausoleum?" tanong pa nito. Pag-lingon ni Pedro nakita nya si Jaden Mero, kasama ang utol nyang si Jonah. "Naku, yung English-spokening dollar!" sabi ni Pedro sa sarili. Patay tayo dito.  Mas prublema ko ang makipag-usap sa mga ito kesa dito sa nag-appear na mosoleyo!

"Ah...ah...mosoleyo is make sulpot there," sabi nya, umaasang nakapag-English sya kahit papano. "It's do not enter here!" dagdag nya.

Napatitig si Jaden sa kanya. "Mosoleyo? You mean mausoleum? Okay, what's it doing here?"

"Not me!" Iling-iling si Pedro. "I not put it there!"

"Of course you didn't," Jaden told him. Then he turned to his younger brother. "Mausoleum. What do you make of it?" Jonah returned his brother's stare. "Actually, I was kind-of expecting it to be there." Jaden stared questioningly. "What do you mean"? he asked. Jonah replied: "I saw it in my dream last night. An angel told me it's the enemy's optical illusion."

Jaden wondered. "Optical illusion for what?"

"For scaring people away from church!"

Nag-datingan na ang mga tanod at sinilip-silip ang mosoleyo. Di muna nila pinasok ito agad. Gusto muna nilang masiguro na ligtas itong pasukin. "Gamitan muna natin ng megaphone," sabi ng team leader ng mga tanod, o TL. Pagka-kuha sa megaphone, nanawagan ang TL: "Tao po! Tao po! Meron po bang tao sa loob nitong mosoleyo?"

Walang sagot.

Ilang ulit pang nanawagan si TL. Mamaya-maya, nag-decision na itong pasukin ang mosoleyo. Sinamahan sya ng dalawa pang mga tanod at ang apat ay naiwan sa me gate kasama ng mga nag-u-usi. Ni-ready nila ang kanilang mga yantok at flashlights. Bukas ang pinto kaya dahan-dahan silang pumasok. "Tao po!" hiyaw uli ni TL. Nang nasa loob na sila malapit sa nicho, biglang umihip ang isang mala-buhawing hangin. Tinangay sila nito at initsa sa labas na mistulang mga papel. 

Ka-blag!!!

Na-shock ang lahat. Malakas pa rin ang hangin. Matapos ang ilang sandali, agad silang binangon ng natirang apat na tanod at nilayo. "OK ka lang TL?" Hilong-hilo pa si TL at dalawa nitong kasama. "Ano ba yon?" tanong ni TL. Nagtago din si Sikyong Pedro sa likod ng poste at ayaw munang lumabas. Nakita nyang papasok sina Jaden at Jonah sa gate kaya binalaan nya sila: "Wait, there's more!"

Pero pagka-pasok ng mga kabataang ito, wala nang nangyari. Pumayapa ang malakas na hangin. Hindi na naka-porma ang mga diablong me pakana ng ilusyon. Pag-apak nila sa loob, biglang naglaho ang mosoleyo na parang usok o bula na hinipan ng hangin. Na-bura ang optical illusion ng kalaban. Me binulong sina Jaden at Jonah na kakaibang salita at nag-dugtong na uli ang house 13 sa house 14. Nadinig ng isang tanod ang bulong nila. "Orasyon ba yon?" tanong ng tanod sa kanila. Na-intindihan naman sya ni Jonah. Umiling ang binata. "It's prayer in angelic tongue," he answered.

Nang OK na si TL, tinanong niya si Jaden. "You said it was the enemy's optical illusion? Who's the enemy and why did he make an illusion?" Sumegundo naman si Sikyong Pedro. "Yes, why like that?"

Jaden explained: "The enemy is the devil and he created an illusion that would scare people and keep them from going out to attend church this Sunday."


Project 8 Whodunit Blog MYSTERY STORIES OF THE MTRACKERS AND OTCHO BOYS. Plus other stories and fiction about Project 8 in QC.

Nagparamdam sa Triage


Aakalain ba ni Roy na me magpaparamdam sa Triage?


Me lola dun sa likod ng pila, pansin ni Roy. Volunteer frontliner si Roy (isa sa mga Ocho Boys) sa isang hospital sa QC. Andun sya sa Triage area, nagko-control ng mga taong naka-line up. Daming tao. It was the height of the Covid pandemic, and worse time when variants make infection doubly faster. Andaming nahahawa sa isang iglap lang. Wala na ngang lugar sa mga ospital for Covid patients.


Yung mga naka-pila sa Triage mga papa-checkup. Wala nakasing room for Covid patients, puno na nag Covid wards. Kaya puro checkups lang ang pwede. Pero karamihan nag-uubuhan din at me sipon, kaya doble ingat si Roy habang inaayos ang pila at inaasikaso mga tao dun, lalo na sa pag-suot ng mask and shield.

"Ang dami nila lalo today no?" biglang sabi ng isa pang frontliner na babae. "Ah, oo nga e," sagot ni Roy na medyo nag-aalangan. Kasi, supposed to be sya lang ang assigned na mag assist sa mga patients sa Triage. Now lang nya nalaman, dalawa pala sila. 

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"Dito ka rin?" tanong ni Roy.

"Yup. Ako nga pala si Dianne," sabi ng babae na naka todo PPE din gaya ni Roy. "Kaninang umaga lang ako nag start dito. Kelangan daw ng added manpower dito," pangiting tugon ni Dianne. Maya-maya, dumating si Henry Bestor, friend ni Roy at tiga-Project 8 din. Ngumiti ito ke Roy at nag thumbs-up sign na ibig sabihin, "Musta pre! Hope you're good!" Nag thumbs-up din si Roy.

"Pre, ano atin? Napasyal ka dito!" tanong ni Roy.

"Kukunin ko lang lab test result ng tita ko," sabi ni Henry (isa sa mga MTrackers). Lumingon-lingon sya. "Dami palang tao, men! Grabe! Halos wala nang distancing! Sige pre, punta nako sa Releasing. Ingatz!" Umalis na si Henry. Bumaling ng tingin uli si Dianne ke Roy. "Friend mo?"

"Ay, sorry! Di na kita napakilala! Oo friend ko, taga samin sa Project 8!"

"OK lang. Distancing dapat, diba?" sagot ni Dianne.

Tumawag ang nurse na nasa desk cubicle, naka loud speaker ito. "Staff! Staff! Paki assist itong patient dito na wala pang form!" Nag-tinginan sina Roy at Dianne. "Ako na mag respond," pagkusa ni Roy. Agad sya pumunta sa desk cubicle at nag-assist. "Medyo bilisan mo, sabi ng nurse. "Me dalawa pa dun sa likod ng pila na walang forms at malabo ata mga mata, di mabasa ang nakasulat sa form," dagdag ng nurse sa kanya. Nag-request si Roy: "Paki instruct na din si Dianne dun sa likod," sabi nya habang nag-aabot ng form sa naunang patient. Pero tatlong patients pa kasi ang biglang humingi ng assistance kaya na pirmi sya sa harap ng pila.

Napa-tingin ang nurse sa likod. Sumulyap din ni Roy ke Dianne. Nakita nyang nag-aassist naman ito, lalo na dun sa matandang babae na kanina pa na-iintriga si Roy--puti ang buhok at damit. Matapos ma-assist lahat ng pasyente, nag-tambay uli si Roy at Dianne sa likod. "Si-sino yung matandang yun?" tanong ni Roy. "Parang weird," sabi nya. Na-ngiti si Dianne. "Scary ba ang dating?"

"White hair and white dress. Tipong pang ghost story," comment ni Roy, sabay hagikgik. Natawa din si Dianne. "Admitted sya dati pero ni-release na ng hospital kanina lang. Makiki-upo lang daw siya sandali," kwento ni Dianne. Napa-kunot noo si Roy. "Naku, delikado sya dito sa Triage. Immune compromised sya. Dun sya dapat sa lobby. Teka, assist ko sya."

At that point, pinigilan sya ni Dianne. "Wag na Roy. Anyway it's her time na. Ako na bahala sa kanya para maka-focus ka dito sa Triage." Naisip ni Roy na baka time na ni lola with her personal doctor sa clinic nito. Nagtaka lang sya na bat kelangan pa ni lola pumunta sa clinic ng attending physician nya? Sana bago sya ni-release, pinuntahan na sya ng duktor nya. "Hmp! Anyway..."

Bumalik na si Henry, dala-dala ang results. "Mabilis ko naman nakuha, pre!" ika nito. 

"Ows? Mabuti naman!" sabi ni Roy. Nung dadaan na si Dianne at yung lola sa harap nya, nagbigay daan si Roy at nginiti-an ang matanda. "Bye lola!" sabi nya. Ngumiti ang lola at si Dianne, at napa-tingin din si Henry na nakataas ang kilay, parang nagtatanong sa nangyayari. Natawa si Roy sa isip nya. "Akala siguro ni Henry GF ko si Dianne. Hahaha. Chismoso!" sabi nya sa sarili.

"Ah, Henry, nga pala, sya si Dianne, fellow staff ko dito sa Triage. Dianne, si Henry, friend ko!" Nag-smile si Dianne. Nanlaki naman ang mga mata ni Henry. "Di man lang nag-smile tong friend ko," naisip ni Roy. "Isnabero!" Nang medyo nakalayo na sila Dianne at yung lola, bumulong si Henry ke Roy. "Anong Dianne ka dyan?" tanong nito. "Sino yung Dianne?"

"Teka-teka!" awat ni Roy, natatawa. "Staff-mate ko lang yun, no! Loyal kaya ako ke Mildred!" insist ni Roy sabay tawa uli. Maganda kasi si Dianne. Mukang maamong anghel ang itsura. Sexy pa! Artistahin. "Type mo?" alok pa ni Roy sa kaibigan.

Pero hindi natawa si Henry. Tinitigan nito lalo si Roy. "Pre, OK ka lang?"

Napatitig din si Roy, "Oo naman. Bakit?"

"Dianne? Lola? Anung pinagsasasabi mo? Baliw! Para kang me kausap kanina. Umuwi ka nga muna. Mukang wala ka pang tulog.."


Project 8 Whodunit Blog:

MYSTERY STORIES OF THE MTRACKERS AND OTCHO BOYS. Plus other stories and fiction about Project 8 in QC.