The Slapping Ghost

Informant: Male/22/Hawaiian - Portuguese ancestry
Location: Lihue Airport, Kauai

I was sitting across the street in the smoking area one night waiting for my ride to pick me up. I was just minding my own business smoking by myself, nobody was around at all (it was pretty late at night). Suddenly I felt something gently touch the back of my neck. I ignored it; I didn't turn around to look if anyone was there.

Maybe I should have, because two seconds later someone slapped me hard on the back of the head. I jumped up and ran across the street. I still didn't look behind me.


The Levitating Stereo

Informant: Male/22/Portuguese - Hawaiian ancestry
Location: Kapahi, Kauai

I was sleeping one night. Dead sleep, like coma kind of sleep. Suddenly I was woken up by something. Across my bed was my stand with my TV, and next to that was an entertainment center with my big stereo on it. All of a sudden all I see is a big black shadow float over my bed. It was my stereo. Something had picked it up, and it floated over me and crashed onto the ground into a million pieces.

I got up and watched TV in the living room the rest of the night.

When my dad woke up he was like, "What are you doing in here?" I point to my room and tell him to go look. He was like, "What the hell did you do?" and I said, "What did YOU guys do in your past?"

I don't sleep in that room anymore.


The Pork Vanished

Informant: Female/30’s/European mixed ancestry
Location: Tunnel of Trees, Kauai

My cousin used to own a big blue van. We all used to cruise in it all the time. This particular time I wasn’t with them, but they told me this story.

They were driving through the tunnel of trees with a couple hundred pounds of raw pork in the back of the van. They bought in bulk. It was the middle of the day. They start driving through the tunnel when their van suddenly stalls. It completely dies. There is nobody on the road; no one coming, no one going, nobody behind them and nobody in front. The turned around, and the back doors of the van are wide open. When they looked in the back, all the pork was gone.

They shut the doors and drove out of the tunnel, not seeing one car on the way.