Stranger in the Night

In the wee hours of yesterday morning, at around 4.30 am, after Mommy had put Juan Or to sleep (Juan Or woke up at 2.30 am and refused to go back to sleep!), Mommy settled down to go back to sleep (Mommy sleeps downstairs in the hall nowadays because the spring cot is downstairs). Mommy wasn't feeling sleepy but Mommy merely closed the eyes hoping to fall asleep. Within 15 minutes of lying down, suddenly Mommy heard continuous smacking sound coming from Great-Grandma's room upstairs followed by Great-Grandma's mumble - and the mumble sounded vengeful! Mommy was curious what Great-Grandma was up to but Mommy was too lazy to get up but curiosity killed the cat, so Mommy went up to check. Upon reaching the doorstep of her room, Great-Grandma told Mommy that there was something next to Mommy's feet. Mommy looked down but there was nothing! But Great-Grandma kept pointing at Mommy's feet, so Mommy searched high and low for that 'thing'. It turned out that the 'thing' was just next to the door frame. Mommy looked hard and thought that the 'thing' looked like some big black insect, but hey no, it didn't quite look like an insect, turned out, the 'thing' was a tiny bat! And the bat looked half dead.....eeee......yucks! So the bat actually flew in through the window and probably gave sleeping Great-Grandma a rude shock! She handed Mommy her hand fan (you know the type used by satay man to fan the satay?) and asked Mommy to whack it some more. Mommy whacked the bat but didn't whack it that hard because Mommy felt geli. As a result of the impact, the bat fell onto the stairs and it managed to hide behind a step. Papa, on hearing the commotion, came down to investigate. On knowing what happened, Papa decided to hunt down the bat in case the bat reached downstair and may harm Juan Or. So Papa went to the store room to get his badminton racquet to use as 'weapon' and rolled a book of newspaper as an extra tool. Papa went near to the step where the bat was hiding, used the rolled newspaper to push the bat out of its hiding spot and the bat merely fell down motionless onto the floor! Papa quickly went downstairs again and used the racquet to 'trap' the bat. As Papa moved the racquet along the floor, so too the bat and bat let out a few squeaks. So the bat wasn't dead after all! Papa quickly lifted up the racquet and used the rolled newspaper to whack hard on the bat. The bat laid motionless now - no more squeaks. Here's how it looked like:

(The 'stranger' was trapped under the badminton racquet.)

(A closer view of the 'stranger'.)

(The 'stranger' is dead!)

After that, Papa went looking for a charcoal tong but couldn't find one, so used a newspaper to wrap around the bat before picking it up and threw it onto the small plot of land just next to the house. The land has fruit trees planted on it, so the dead bat becomes the fertilizer! After everything was over, Mommy went back to sleep. Juan Or still remained asleep as if nothing happened!