3 Graves In The Field

Yasin Yavuz told what happened to them during their midnight walk in the forest after a jinn conversation with his friends, thinking “Maybe we will meet a jinn and experience excitement”:

Night Walk in the Forest

About 5 years ago, late in the evening, I was chatting with 6 of my friends, one of whom was an imam ^[1]Imam: A religious official who leads various collective Islamic worship rituals, especially prayer. The place where we were sitting was a clearing on the edge of the forest. During the conversation, the topic turned to the topic and finally we started to talk about jinns. Just talking about jinns did not give enough fear or excitement. Let’s go out to the forest, we set off (thinking that maybe we will meet a jinn…).

Anyway, we were wandering in the forest, chatting and chatting, while encouraging each other (I confess I was a little bit trusting the imam friend). The time is around 01:00 at night. We continue to move forward in the forest but at the same time we are scared. But nobody shows that they are scared. The forest was pitch black… We were moving forward with the light of our phones.

3 Open Graves in the Field

After walking like this for a while, the forested area ended and we reached a grassy field. There we discovered 3 grave-shaped pits about 1.5 metres deep, which I guessed were dug by treasure hunters ^[2]Illegal treasure hunting is still very common in many parts of Turkey. They usually work at night. I guessed that they had dug 3 pits about 1.5 metres deep in the form of graves. After seeing these pits, I started to get scared. “We’d better go back now. Let’s not be shot blindly by hunters here,” I said to my friends. But the friends next to me ignored me and continued to examine the excavated places with curiosity.

I mean; OK, 3 graves dug in the middle of a field were scary as well as interesting. However, I was not sure what my friends had found in these pits to examine so much. Would they find treasure or corpses just left in these open pits or graves? Even my friend Imam was bent down like the others, looking at one of the pits with careful eyes.

Mysterious Impact

Suddenly something hit the imam friend in the chest, but very violently. We could not even see what hit him. But the sound of the impact was very bad… My friend was thrown back 3 metres by the impact and fell on his back. He stayed where he fell. We all froze. I thought my friend was dead.

If that thing that hit my friend was a physical substance, it would have been impossible for us not to hear the whistling sound of an object travelling at that speed. Also, after the impact, that object would have to somehow bounce back or fall to the ground, just like our friend. There was no object that we could say, “He was hit by this”.

My first involuntary reaction was to start reading Felak – Nas. ^[3]Felak – Nas: It is believed that these two short surahs in the Qur’an, when read 7 times each, drive away the jinn, devil, etc. in the place where they are read. However, I say “Kul euzu bi rabbil felak…” ^[4]The first verse of Surah Felak, the rest does not come. I say “Kul euzü birabbin nas…” ^[5]The first verse of Surah Nas. and the rest does not come… You know when you experience a nightmare (in Turkey it is believed that nightmares are caused by jinns), you are awake, you want to shout, call someone or recite a prayer, but you can’t read it… I couldn’t pronounce the surahs that I had memorised since my childhood. After reading the first verses of these surahs that I knew by heart, I was locked as if I was tongue-tied and couldn’t read the rest.

Thus, about a minute passed. After overcoming the initial shock of this unexpected event, we lifted our friend. He was not in as bad a condition as we thought. He was able to stand up and walk. He was just a little dazed. He was also a little shocked, just like us. After lifting our friend to his feet, we panic-strickenly said “Let’s get out of here” and set off.

Strange Talking Sounds Coming from the Forest

We started to walk back the way we had come with all our timidity and silence. We walked for 150 metres or so, just as we were approaching the end of the field and the beginning of the forest… We heard two people talking! If they were human beings! And at the same time we heard crackling sounds coming from the forest. We all stopped at the same time. We looked at each other. This fearful silence lasted for a while. It’s hard to say how long it lasted.

To make sure that we all heard the same thing, that we all stopped for the same reason, I asked the friend walking next to me why he stopped. He said he heard talking. Yes, now we were sure; we were not alone there. As an instinctive caution, we all listened to the sounds coming from the forest. The sounds of talking kept coming…

However, the speech sounds we heard were not in our language, or rather in any language that we could understand. Someone or something said strange words that did not make any sense to us, such as “Arak vurak tırak…”, which I still remember today, although it has been a long time since the incident. Another voice pronounced some other meaningless words such as “Gara kuru daki madak…” as if in response to him.

Salvation

The imam started reading (some prayers for protection). After what we had just experienced, it was not wise to enter the forest. But it was the only way to reach the spot where we had parked the car. The first time we entered the forest laughingly, now we entered the forest out of fear by reciting prayers. We came out of the forest by reciting prayers. We finally reached the road. When we reached our village, our home, we talked about what we had experienced until the morning, but we could not come to a conclusion…

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