This is based on a true experience. I was serving with the Royal Malaysian Air Force and after the basic recruit training, I was transferred to the Kinrara Training Camp at Puchong for the basic aeronautical engineering course. The base was built by the British and was used as a hospital. The hospital still remains today. During the Japanese occupation, many British soldiers were executed at the hospital - usually beheaded. Some of these are officers and doctors.

The barracks where around forty of us is cramped into consists of a long wooden hut with two doors at one side, one at each end. The doors are facing a covered corridor. One night, at around 2 a.m., two of my buddies and myself were sitting on the floor inside our barrack near one of the doors. All the lights were switched off on the inside, but the outside was relatively bright due to the fullmoon. As we were talking away, we heard the sound of footsteps walking along the corridor, passing the closed door. From the sound of the footsteps, we knew that it was an officer since they wear hard heel shoes. We thought it was the officer on duty since no one would wander around at this time of the night. Wanting to find out who the officer is, we quietly but quickly raced ahead of the "person" inside the barrack so that we could peek out of the small gap of the other door. We could hear the footsteps getting closer and we could see the corridor clearly through the gap between the door. And the footsteps got nearer and nearer. We expected to see an officer walking past us as the sound of the footsteps reached the door. But we saw no one. We were on our knees at that time and we just froze. We could hear the footsteps walking past us and heading towards the toilet, but we could not see any person! We then headed to our bed and prayed that the "officer" does not decide to pay us a visit!

After relating the incident to some senior officers, we found out that there was a British doctor who was beheaded by the Japanese during the war. He was executed inside the toilet so that the blood could then be washed off easily. That was the very toilet which was sitting beside our barrack. There were reports of sighting by many people in the past of an officer standing outside the toilet holding his head! I would not have believed these stories if I did not experience it myself. I leave it to you to decide for yourself.