I tried to turn the key but it would not budge. I took it out of the keyhole, slot it in and tried again. No good. I could not unlock the door.
My first thought was, were we at the right chalet? Perhaps we had walked to the wrong one and was attempting to open someone else's door.
My friend and I checked the number on the door. Although it was dark, there was enough light for us to see the number quite clearly. It's our chalet all right. So why couldn't I unlock the door?
My friend decided to call the lobby and asked for help. As he dialled, I could not help feeling a slight discomfort in my right ear. There seemed to be some sort of buzzing sound in my ear. I wondered what that was! I placed my finger into my ear hole and desperately pulled at my ear lobe to no avail.
With his handphone close to his ear, my friend waited for his call to be picked up. I looked at him and asked, "No one picking up the phone?" He shook his head.
Don't tell me there is no one servicing the counter! Even though it's almost 1am, this is a 4-star resort, for heaven's sake.
My friend dialled again. I pulled at my ear again. The buzzing sound in my ear was getting irritating.
I started to complain to my friend. I remember telling him I did not know why I could hear this buzzing sound in my ear.
Suddenly, my friend said, "Did you hear that?"
I was taken aback. "Hear what?"
My heart was pounding.
"The phone is ringing!" my friend whispered.
I still did not know what he was talking about. "What phone?"
"The phone inside our chalet."
My blood turned cold.
Oh no, you must be kidding me. Please don't do this to me! But I didn't hear the phone in our chalet ringing!
My friend said, "OK, I will dial again. Now you listen."
As he made another attempt to call the resort lobby, I went and placed my ear near the door.
My heart was pounding faster than ever. And then I heard it. Oh my God, the phone inside our chalet was ringing!!
I quickly moved away from the door. I could feel the hair on the back of my neck standing. How on earth was that possible?
I could see the frightened face of my friend in the dimly lit surroundings. I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself down.
"OK, let's not panic." I said, trying to reassure myself more than my friend. "I'm sure there must be some kind of scientific explanation for this!" I didn't think I sounded very convincing.
I decided to try calling the lobby using my handphone instead. My friend subscribed to the Maxis line while I was subscribed to Digi. Perhaps I could get a response using my Digi line.
I dialled and waited.
I think we both stopped breathing at that moment. If I hear the phone in our chalet ring one more time, I think I would die!
We waited and waited. Nothing. There was no line.
I dialled again.
Again nothing. I looked at my handphone. The signal bar was empty. Looked like I could not call using Digi line.
So my friend had no choice but to use his handphone again. I whispered a little prayer. Please don't let that phone in our chalet ring again. Please don't. Please don't.
This time, someone picked up his call. Thank goodness!!
My friend explained that we could not unlock the door. The person on the other end of the line told him that they would be sending someone over to open the door for us. It would take about 3 - 5 minutes to reach us on the buggy.
We waited in fear. Maybe they took 5 minutes, but it sure felt like more than half an hour to me! I guess time just seems longer when you are anxious and feeling panicky.
When they finally arrived, I breathed a sigh of relief. Two men came down from the buggy and one of them attended to our door. He unlocked it within a few seconds.
So why couldn't we open the door? The man explained that we could have accidentally double locked it earlier, meaning after pushing the lock button from the inside, we accidentally turned the knob on the outside before closing the door shut, hence double locking it.
OK, at least that explained it. I think I was the one who locked the door earlier but I was quite sure I did not double lock it. Oh well....But what we were more curious to know was why the phone in our room rang when we called the resort lobby!
When we posed this question to the man, he replied, "That's not possible!"
Me and my friend looked at each other. I think we were really freaking out!
The man then thought for a while and said, "Perhaps it could be due to cross-line."
Cross-line? Could it be the reason then?
My friend was quick to accept this explanation. I guess it was the only plausible scientific explanation for him. So cross-line it must be! I was not so sure.
After the men left, we locked the door and switched on all the lights. My friend said, "Let us just quickly go to sleep."
I laughed. Go to sleep and ignore what we just experienced? Go to sleep so we would not be aware of anything funny happening in the night? I thought that was a great idea! Yes, let's go to sleep as quickly as possible!
But wait! I glanced at the phone at the corner next to my friend's bed.
I looked at my friend in the eye and said, "Let's try calling the lobby one more time."
Did I just say that? Oh my God, why did I say that? My friend looked at me in disbelief.
He was not at all keen with the idea, but I told him I wanted to see if the phone would ring right in front of us! In fact, I dared it to ring in front of us!
And so he agreed. Very reluctantly, he dialled.
He said there's a ringing tone.
"No one answering?" I asked.
I half expecting the phone in our chalet to ring at any minute. But it was silent.
Then I saw the expression on my friend's face changed.
"What? Someone answered?" I asked, my heart pounding.
He quickly canceled the call.
"Why? What is it?" I asked, curious and scared at the same time.
"Someone picked up." my friend said.
"But there was no one speaking...."
That's it! We were going straight to bed!
Coming up next : What Happened During The Night