As we progressed, my speed was faster than my friends, and my phone fell into the area. Suddenly, my lighter’s backlight went out, leaving me in complete darkness in the woods. I stood there for about five minutes, trying to spot any light from my friends. It was an overwhelming moment, feeling the heavy presence around me.
Eventually, I saw a light approaching, realizing it was my friends. They reached me, and after confirming I was safe, we took a break. As we chatted, we noticed two torch lights moving on a nearby mountain. We were puzzled since it was late and unexpected. When we started to leave, those lights approached us aggressively asking what we were doing there, and it felt unnatural. I suggested to my friends that we should just move on without engaging further.
As we continued, I felt uneasy with the lights behind us. We only had a couple of small lights left. Eventually, we made it to Ferry Meadows and found a cottage to rest. The next day, we planned to trek further to Naga Mountain Base Camp.
During the trek, we experienced something extraordinary—each of us heard our names called out individually in the silence of nature. It was an eerie yet profound moment that none of us could explain. Later, on our way back, we decided to stop at the same spot, hoping to hear those voices again. To our astonishment, the same phenomenon occurred, leaving us with lasting memories of that supernatural experience.
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