I slept alone in our farm hut in the mountain miles away from our house at the lowland.
From the oral account of Edwin Torcuato of Makato, Aklan.
It was Sunday. I woke up early to go down from the mountain going home to our house. I didn't have clock nor any instrument to track time. It was dark and at the first crow of the rooster I knew it was already dawn.
But I was not aware that it was still midnight and I didn't knew it until I got home and see our clock pointing 1 o'clock a.m.
Before I went down the trail I put silver bullets in my revolver because of Aswang. I didn't feared them because I know I can destroy them.
As I traveled around the trail, I heard the cry of wakwak, korokoto and kikik. I could not see them because it was dark but I could hear the flapping of their wings. I knew they are hovering just above the trees.
When I was nearing the bank of the creek where there are no trees above me, I heard a loud sound of flapping wings diving toward me. I sit down and fired in the air where the sound came from and to my surprise, a loud splash like that of a carabao falling on the water. I knew I hit the attacking aswang.
Then the water in the creek rumbles and immediately I shot that portion even though I could see nothing.
I hit again the creature and I could hear it splashing wildly.Then I heard it cry like in distress.
I run along the trail for I knew that its other companion will attack me and I only I have two bullets left in my gun.
But before I could go down the last bend of the creek before the perimeter of a village, a huge dark shadow of a bull confronted me. I backed down, stopped and think. Then the aswang attack me and immediately I fired my gun hitting it in the body. I fired another one and the bull jumped on the creek and was lost.
I arrived in our house and my mother wondered why I went home in the middle of the night.
I said it was already dawn and to my surprise it was still midnight as pointed by our wall clock.
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