The
Pontianak is especially dangerous to men. It takes the form of a beautiful,
pale-skinned, long-haired woman dressed in white to lure its victim close. When
the unwary male comes near the creature, it suddenly turns into an ugly,
sharp-toothed hag, digs its razor-sharp fingernails into his stomach, and
devours his intestines and blood. Those unfortunate individuals the Pontianak
has a particular grudge against face an even more gruesome fate: the demon rips out
their sexual organs with its nails.
The
Pontianak is said to relish the blood of newborn babies. It may kill the
pregnant mother and eat the fetus, or alternatively attack during childbirth.
Some
believe the Pontianak seeks out its prey by sniffing clothes hung out to dry.
That’s why some of the more superstitious Malays never leave any of their
clothing outside overnight.
There are a
few of signs that tell a Pontianak is in the area. In folklore, it usually
makes its presence known through baby cries. If the cry is loud, then the
danger is not immediate – the Pontianak is still far away. However, if the cry
becomes faint, it means the Pontianak is very close. Likewise, a howling dog
indicates a Pontianak is far, while a whimpering one warns of the bloodthirsty
creature’s immediate proximity.
When the
Pontianak draws near, its presence is accompanied by a sweet, floral fragrance
that quickly turns into a putrid stench.
There is
only one way to stop this violent creature. If an iron nail is driven into its
neck, it turns back into the woman it used to be. However, if the nail is ever
removed, the Pontianak reverts to its monstrous nature, free to continue
preying on humans. Some legends also state that if one were to tie a red thread
from the banana tree the Pontianak resides in to the foot of one’s bed, the
Pontianak would then become bound to that person’s will.
A popular
Malaysian legend tells of a husband and his pregnant wife who are on their way
back from the man’s hometown when their car breaks down. As this is presumably
before cell phones became common items, the husband decides to walk to the
nearest gas station for help, while the wife stays behind in the car.
For a
while, everything is normal and uneventful. Then a slow, gnawing dread begins
to creep up the wife's spine – not unexpected, considering she is trapped on a
deserted road in the middle of the night. But all of a sudden she feels very
cold, and the scent of sickly sweet incense fills the air before gradually
turning into a rotten stench.
The woman
is suddenly scared out of her wits by a loud banging on the roof of the car.
The banging becomes more and more aggressive, as if something was trying to coax
her out of the car, and the woman is too terrified to move.
Then, a
police car pulls over nearby and the officer begins shouting at her to get out
of the car and walk to him, slowly and carefully, and to not look back under
any circumstances. She manages to overcome her terror enough to do as he says.
But the banging persists and, unable to help herself, she turns around to see
what it is. That’s when she sees a bloodied Pontianak leering at her, banging her
husband’s severed head against the roof of the car.
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