Haunted Villa Construction | A True Horror Story

True Horror Story | Summary: Nightmares experienced by youths using alcohol and drugs at a supposedly haunted construction site in Istanbul. Real or hallucination? Arif’s terrifying story.

Hello, I’m Arif. My closest friends Uğur and Erdem and I spent time together almost every day. I lived in Istanbul and had my own small business. On weekdays, we focused on our work, but on weekends, we found ourselves immersed in alcohol and drugs. Many times, we’d black out, only remembering small fragments.

First, let me say that I am free from this affliction now, thank God for that. There’s nothing admirable or beneficial about it; it doesn’t do anyone any good. I wouldn’t wish this filth even on my enemy. Because it’s something that ruins a person’s life, destroying both their worldly existence and their afterlife. My advice to all listeners, my brothers and sisters: Never, ever fall into this swamp of alcohol and drugs. I got out, but there are thousands who couldn’t.

Anyway, the substance we used was very heavy, and we often lost consciousness. We also drank alcohol alongside it. As a result, we almost completely lost ourselves. We saw very strange visions. A few times, we even felt like we were slipping into a coma; me, Uğur, and Erdem. But we had found some tricks to avoid dying; we even learned how to perform CPR in case one of us had something like a heart attack. Just imagine the state we were in, our desperation… We thought what we saw were dreams or hallucinations, but we later learned they were real.

There was a place we always went to: villas whose construction was left unfinished. I don’t want to say exactly where it is; maybe curious friends might go there and get into trouble. We’d park the car near the trees close to the villas and start chatting, talking, while drinking and using substances. We’d get incredibly high (“kafalar bir dünya”), usually barely able to stand. We’d immediately go into one of the villas and lie down. We had thrown a couple of foam pads inside one of the villas. We’d lie down, wait for morning, talk, or just fall asleep straight away. We’d wake up when the morning sun started to burn intensely.

Let me briefly tell you the history of this place: Years ago, in the early 1900s, this place was a cemetery, and it’s said there’s a saint’s tomb (yatır) underneath. It’s rumored that jinn haunted the place, causing the contractor and workers to abandon everything and leave. That’s the story, basically. So, we would occasionally come here, get high, and use drugs and alcohol.

One day, we came to the villa site again with our car. Outside, under the trees, we were drinking and using substances. Pleasant conversation, laughter, one topic leading to another; we thought we were having a really good night. Occasionally, our minds would drift. It got quite late. We turned off the car lights, stumbled into one of the villas with difficulty, and tried to sleep on the foam pads inside. I don’t think this was our first night there; we’d been there many times, so I’m not sure. At that moment, I felt something like a wooden plank hit near my head. I looked to see what happened. Meanwhile, Erdem had stood up and was relieving himself (ufak su döküyordu – urinating). Then I lost consciousness again. When I opened my eyes, the sun was hitting my face. Blood was coming from Erdem’s head. “What happened, man?” we asked. “I swear I don’t remember,” he said. “Someone must have hit my head with something, I only remember the impact,” he said. We quickly checked ourselves; the few coins we had in our pockets were still there, and our phones were in our pockets too. Nobody had come. “You probably hit your head somewhere,” we said, got into the car, and headed home.

We arranged to meet again in the evening, got supplies (nevale), and went back to the spot under the trees. We started drinking. As usual, we got incredibly high. We could barely stand. Stumbling, we entered the villa and lay down on the foam pads. We heard noises again; sounds of wood, sounds of glass… Thinking there was someone inside, we started laughing. We had a little alcohol left; we continued drinking it. With our minds in that state, these sounds somehow seemed funny to us. Uğur went to relieve himself and came back excitedly. “Guys, get up quickly! I saw something inside covered head-to-toe in black! I think it was a woman in black sheets (çarşaflı kadın)!” “Are you serious?” we said. “Let’s go check it out,” we decided. We struggled to our feet and started searching. Sounds kept coming from inside. We tried to go towards the sound, but we kept falling, unable to maintain our balance properly. While looking around, I fell, and at that moment, I also saw the figure in black! “Aha!” I said, “The woman in black is there! Catch her quick, we’ll have some fun!” I said. They looked at me, “Where, man, where?” “She was right there, man! Let’s find that woman in black, quick!” I said. We searched high and low but couldn’t find her. Then we went back to the foam pads and started to sleep. The sounds continued.

Again, the sun hit our faces, and we woke up. We asked each other if anyone remembered what happened during the night. All three of us vaguely remembered the woman in black sheets. My foot was swollen too. “Whatever, let’s ignore it,” we said, then got into our car and went our separate ways to work.

When the weekend came, we arranged to meet and went there again. This time, there was a lot more alcohol and drugs. Our minds were constantly drifting in and out. At one point, I completely blacked out, but then I came to, remembering small moments. We went inside, lay on the foam pads, and continued drinking. This time, Erdem went to relieve himself. He didn’t come back for about 15-20 minutes. When he returned, he said, “Guys, I saw a Hobbit! He had a ring in his hand! He kept saying, ‘You can’t take this from me, this is our precious!’ He said, ‘Everyone is after this ring, I won’t give it to anyone, and you can’t take it either!'” “I chased after him but couldn’t catch him,” he added. We asked, “What ring? What nonsense are you talking about, man?” “Dude, if you saw the ring, you’d be amazed! The way it drew me in was incredible!” Hearing this, we burst out laughing. “Man, I think you watch too many movies, everyone knows the movie you’re describing. Come sit down, let’s keep drinking,” we said. “Dude, I wasn’t hallucinating, I swear it was a Hobbit! Let’s go get the ring!” he insisted. I joked, “The whole world is after it, they wouldn’t let us have it,” and then laughed again. “Come on,” I said, “let’s keep drinking.” Then we passed out again.

When the sun hit our faces, we woke up again and started talking. “What happened last night, man? You saw things again, kept talking. The Hobbit with the ring, you kept rambling about something,” we said. “Brother, I swear I saw a Hobbit! He had a ring! He said, ‘I won’t give this to anyone!'” “We’ve been seeing things for days, don’t worry about it,” we said. “It wasn’t a hallucination, man! I know what I saw!” he insisted. He sounded a bit harsh when he said this. “Whatever,” we said, “we’ll talk again later. Let’s pack up and get out of here.”

During the week, we continued with our jobs. We occasionally met up, talked about the incident, and burst into laughter. “Let’s go again on the weekend,” we decided, and the weekend arrived. Again, we had bought a large amount of alcohol and drugs. Since we wouldn’t be working for two days, we came prepared with plenty of supplies. We went back to the spot under the trees and started drinking. We talked about the thing we thought was a woman in black sheets and the Hobbit, nearly dying of laughter. It got late again. We were incredibly high again. This time, we had really overdone it; we were all in a terrible state. Stumbling, we threw ourselves onto the foam pads again. At that moment, all of us suddenly started seeing strange things inside the villa and began running around. We were seeing monsters! Yes, exactly, strange, indistinct entities were coming after us! They would disappear just as we came face-to-face with them. We tried to escape; they would appear in front of us. Erdem, Uğur, and I were separately trying to get out of the villa, stumbling and falling.

I woke up on the upper floor, they woke up downstairs. It was noon again. I had a bruise on my eye, and my lip was busted too. Erdem’s chin was bleeding, and Uğur had scratches and redness. We immediately left the villa and started talking about what happened. All of us remembered those monster-like entities. “Yes, we saw them,” each of us said, “Yes, I saw them, they chased us, disappeared, reappeared,” we talked about what we saw. We were a bit roughed up. “Did they do this?” we wondered. “Man, monsters can’t exist, I think we hallucinated,” I said, “or it could be hallucinations.” “Okay, but did we all have the same hallucination?” we asked. We were genuinely uneasy, frankly. “Let’s go to the car, grab a bite, and then come back here in the evening and continue,” we decided.

We drove away from the villas. After driving around a bit and eating something, we returned to the villa site around sunset and continued where we left off, under the trees. We were drinking together again. We were having a really good time, or rather, we thought we were. Constant laughter, conversations… Time flew by like water. Almost all the supplies were finished. Again, we could barely see in front of us; we had trouble standing. We reached the foam pads and immediately threw ourselves onto them and lay down. We couldn’t close our eyes; our heads were spinning badly. At that moment, it felt like something passed by the door, to all of us. “Whatever,” we all said. Glass was breaking in the other rooms, someone was walking, we heard the sounds, but we were in no state to get up. We all passed out right there.

At some point, I felt like I was in a lot of pain, but then my head dropped again, and I fell back asleep. We opened our eyes again around noon. The inside was in a rather strange state. We were all inside the villa but woke up in separate rooms. It felt like someone had hit my head with something; it hurt a lot. Blood was also flowing from my head. “Did you guys do this?” I asked Erdem and Uğur, but they also had some injuries; one’s foot hurt, the other’s arm was swollen. “What’s going on?” we asked. “We constantly have bruises, we wouldn’t beat each other up.” “Let’s go, let’s not talk about this, let’s ignore it,” we said. We left the place. I think we didn’t know what we were doing under the influence of the alcohol and drugs we used.

The following week, we went there again, but this time things went very badly. None of us had any real money. We bought a couple of beers each and came towards the trees. We started chatting. “Let it be like this this week,” we said. Since we hadn’t earned much money, we were going to take it easy. Still, our conversation was deep and enjoyable. I realized at that moment that chatting like this was actually more enjoyable. We had finished the beers, but they hadn’t affected us at all. At that moment, sounds started coming from inside again. This time, we were sober. All three of us looked at each other. “Let’s go check,” we said. We went inside. There were sounds, but we couldn’t see anything. This time, we went towards the sound soberly. We couldn’t see anything. This time, sounds came from upstairs. “Let’s see, what’s up there?” we said. As we were going up, the sound came from downstairs. As we were going down, the sound came from upstairs again. It was like it was playing games with us.

All three of us started getting angry. “Come out, damn it!” we shouted. At that exact moment, pieces of glass landed right at our feet, as if someone had thrown them! We all started cursing together. “Dude, whoever you are, I’m gonna mess you up bad!” I yelled. Erdem shouted, “Are you human or jinn? Come out!” Then Uğur looked at us meaningfully. “Could it be jinn?” he asked. At that moment, since we were sober and could think more logically, we considered that nobody came here and that this place could be their dwelling, and this thought frightened all three of us. Just then, the sound of breaking glass came from the basement area. “Let’s run, the sound came from downstairs! Let’s go look!” We went down to the basement, and a huge dark figure (karaltı) was moving on the wall! “What the hell is that?” we said. We approached it, and it made a sound similar to bellowing! Cursing, we ran out of the villa, got into the car, and immediately drove away from there.

Erdem’s phone was left behind. “Let’s go back and get the phone,” he said. “We’ll go during the day, not now,” I replied. We looked at each other, “What was that, man?” we asked. Uğur said, “That was a jinn.” I retorted, “I thought they were invisible? We just saw one.” Erdem agreed with me similarly. Uğur, however, said that his grandfather understood these kinds of things, that jinn love ownerless, abandoned places, and that he had heard many similar stories from his grandfather. We drove the car far away from those villas and waited for morning.

Later, Uğur and Erdem went back to those villas together a few more times, only during the daytime, but they didn’t encounter any mysterious situations. We didn’t have the courage to go at night. A few weeks later, again during the daytime, as we were heading towards the villa site, we encountered an elderly couple. “Where are you going, young men?” they asked. We said we were just wandering around, heading towards the villas. “Don’t go there, definitely! Many workers died or disappeared there! Jinn haunt that place, nobody goes there! Don’t you know this?” he said. We said we didn’t know and thanked the old man. Then, the man told us the cemetery story I mentioned at the beginning of the story, detailing what happened to the workers and the contractor.

The story told to us and what we experienced matched. We hadn’t even realized the terrifying events we experienced due to our bad habits and addictions. They had only warned us. Thank God we were able to figure things out while sober and perhaps narrowly escaped a major disaster. What we saw and experienced were very strange things. I never went near those villas again, let alone go there. I don’t even go to deserted and lonely places at night anymore. This incident also became the reason for all three of us to end our addictions, maybe, I don’t know, it was a sign from the Creator for us.

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