But it was his eyes that froze my blood. They were no longer old-man brown. They were white. Completely white. No pupil. No iris. Just two orbs of milk-colored emptiness that somehow saw everything.
It was a cage.
“Jangan main dekat longkang selepas Maghrib,” he once grumbled at me. Don't play near the drain after dusk. Uncle Shom Part 1
He is something far, far older. To be continued in Uncle Shom Part 2: The Blue Smoke and the Keris’s Secret. Uncle Shom Part 1 is a work of supernatural fiction rooted in Southeast Asian folklore, particularly the Malay traditions of pawang (animal shamans) and ilmu halus (subtle knowledge). The character of Uncle Shom is inspired by the archetypal "village eccentric" found in many cultures—the one who knows more than he says, and whose silence is the kindest warning of all. But it was his eyes that froze my blood
And that, dear reader, is where must pause. Did we escape? What was Uncle Shom doing with the goats? Why were his eyes white, and what did the blue smoke mean? The answers lie in Part 2, where the Lorong Gatal Trio learns that some gates are rusted shut for a reason—and that Uncle Shom is not the monster we feared. Completely white
The gate creaked shut behind us. The latch fell into place with a click that sounded, impossibly, like a key turning in a lock.