Back in my mum’s day, she had a dad who was in like the boss of a building company, a big business too in Samoa, and her uncle, he was like his right hand man. One day, she said that her dad was going into his office, and there was a guy going through all of his paperwork, and he was like a new guy working for another company. Something to do with work standards and all that. He told him to go out of his office after asking him what he was doing, and him answering he was looking for things. The next day, the same thing happened with her uncle, with the same guy. But my uncle, he was so not happy with him, so he invited him to his house for business, and the guy agrees. The next day after work, he went to the uncles place, and the uncle let him in. They went down stares, through a dark hallway and when they went to the end, her uncle turned the light on, and it was uncles other office, but at the back corner . . . There was a open coffin. The uncle went to his desk, sat down and the other guy sat down at the opposite side, and they were both talking, but he kept in looking at the coffin. When they were close to their meeting, he asked my uncle ‘also, who is the coffin for?’ My uncle turned to look at it and he turned back to him and said ‘that’s for you. I don’t want to ever see you in my office again. You do, I’ll kill you, and put you somewhere no one will ever find you.’ The next day, mum said that her dad and uncle found out he left the country. Mum's uncle was not really going to do the stuff he said, he just said those things to scare him.
When my mum told me and my sister this story, we were laughing . When she told my girlfriend, she was more and wondered if it happened, and we cleared it up.