This story happened in our ancestral house in the province of Aklan on my cousin's wedding week. Three days before the wedding me and my nieces went to the house of the groom. From the house that we live, we need to travel by foot crossing the plains and into the mountain, it was a town to town walk.
On the way, we saw many animals, dogs, chickens, birds, etc. The weird thing is that everytime we pass by those animals, they stare at us. It was like we made a wrong turn. I asked one of my nieces, "Is this the right way? I mean, I only see trees and animals around. No other people but us." I said. She replied "Yes this is the right way, and don't make any eye contact with the wild animals." And I replied "Why? Are they going to bite or eat you?" She replied "Nope but they might be shapeshifting monsters or what we native here call it "aswang". While walking in an increasing pace I replied "Yeah, right! We are in the 21st century. Nobody believes on an old folklore story."
We reached our destination, it took us 30 minutes. One of the townsfolk said that we should return to our house early before the sun sets. It was a good thing for me because I really do want to go back and rest my feet. So we head back late, around 6:00 pm and it is dark. So one of my niece said that we should hurry up.
While we are walking, the animals kept staring at us. So I ignored them. We reached our house around 6:45 pm.
We are watching a television in one the three rooms of the house, suddenly we heard a strange noise, "Wak! Wak! Wak! Wak!" The sound gets weaker as time passed by. So for me a city born person ignored it; suddenly the lights outside the window flickered. I got scared and my nieces to. So we turned off the television and covered ourselves with blankets. We were so scared until we fell asleep.
The next morning I asked my cousin about it. She said "That was a "wakwak". A person that can separate it body into two, the upper part grows a pair wing at the back and the lower part hides itself. From a far its wings flaps and make sound "wak! Wak! Wak!" as it gets near you the sound of its wings diminish. It feeds on unborn babies by using its long slimy slender tongue that goes to a pregnant lady's navel and slowly drains the baby."
I replied "So congratulations to you! You are pregnant I supposed? And we are really lucky!" My cousin replied "Yes, thank you! And I'm lucky, because that "wakwak" wondered to the wrong part of our house."