This happened 1995-1997 at Quezon City, during these time that brownout is a fad, wherein the government is saving electricity by turning off the power from city to city. And during these times too, that manananggal (mythological creature that turns into a monster at night) is all over the newspaper & TV news, wherein this monster kills people in depressed areas only (we all know its not real and they are just bending a political issue)
Back to my story. My family lived in a apartment in Pag-asa Quezon City, our room is in the second floor my sis, my cousin's and my bed is in a parallel formation, from the end of my bed is our closet, from my sister is the door of our room, and from the end of my cousin's bed is our study table. One normal night we decided to close all the windows because we're kind of scared of the thought that a manananggal would drop by to say hi, and being young and all we shut tight our windows.
During my slumber I woke up from sweat realizing that it's brownout again. It was so warm that I couldn't get back to sleep, being afraid and paranoid too I did not open the windows for the air to come in, so I got up and sneak through my sister and cousins bed careful enough not to bump into their bed just not to wake them up. I thought of getting a paper fan from the study table, careful enough not also to bump to our maid sleeping on the floor at the end of the bed of my cousin. I noticed her all crouched up with her blanket. I got the paper fan I went back to bed and slept over fanning myself.
In the morning, I have asked my cousin and sister if they felt the brown-out last night since they've slept quietly, I have told them that I got up and how hard it was to get the paper fan since our maid was blocking the study table all covered with blanket. My cousin stopped to blink and quoted me "nakasara ang bintana, nagbrown-out, mainit, tapos balot na balot ng kumot si yaya?" (the windows are shut, it was brownout, it was warm and the maid is on her blanket?) My eyes widened and I ran to our maid and asked her where did she sleep last night, she said she slept downstairs on the sofa. That's when the hair on my arms got goose bumps.
Yours,
Kristina