December 6, 2015

We walked into someone’s yard and saw multiple blades stuck in their fence. We tried to pull them out without success before moving on. When we got to the front door, we saw a Malaysian flag draped over the doorway. After a few moments, two elderly gentlemen came out and greeted us in Japanese. My dad said that we were looking for the owner of the residence. They assumed that we wanted to tour the house.

A little while later an old lady came out to greet us with mooncakes. My father inquired as to why my mother was no longer permitted to enter their shop after being chased and shot at days earlier.