The ghost island (Pulau Hantu)

Have you ever anchored somewhere that just… didn’t feel right?Not dangerous.Just… like you weren’t alone.After a long day that hadn’t exactly gone to plan, we finally dropped the anchor at Pulau Hantu, hoping for a quiet night, a cold beer, and a chance to forget about everything that had already gone wrong.Instead, we met Captain Johnny.According to Johnny, the ghosts around Pulau Hantu are actually quite reasonable. They don’t mind visitors. They just appreciate a bit of respect.Apparently loud music is frowned upon.Cheap whisky is offensive.And if something knocks on your hull at three in the morning……you’re supposed to knock back.We laughed.For a while.Then strange lights started appearing across the reef, boats began leaving the anchorage in the middle of the night, and we started wondering whether the old bloke on the beautifully kept Grand Banks knew something the rest of us didn’t.Some stories from the sea get bigger every time they’re told.This one got stranger.