Invitation to the Jinn Wedding | True Horror Story
True Horror Story | Summary: A cursed treasure hunt ends in tragedy in Thrace. This horror story recounts the fate of greedy treasure hunters who pay the price and encounter a terrifying jinn wedding.
Those involved in treasure hunting know; when a treasure is found, if it is claimed by jinn entities or protected by magic, even if the spell is broken, treasure hunters leave a handful of gold there and take the rest. This is because the entities that claim the treasure are inherently fond of gold and valuables. This is the main point of this story.
Our village is in the Thrace region, about a 2.5 to 3-hour drive from Istanbul. According to legend, in the winter of 2001, three people came to our village from Istanbul. One of the newcomers claimed to be a professor and spoke with the village headman at the village coffeehouse. When the village elders asked why they had come, the person introducing himself as the professor’s assistant said: “Sir, we come from Istanbul. I found a treasure map in an old Greek house in Istanbul. I asked Professor Ahmet Bey and Çağlar Bey. They didn’t refuse me, and after their research, they determined there was treasure buried in your village. We came with the intention of excavating this treasure.”
However, the villagers’ opinion differed from these people’s. They confirmed that Greeks who migrated from here to Greece left many treasures in the Thrace region. But they said these treasures were protected by spells, and unless someone skilled in this knowledge was present, the treasures should not be touched. However, as I understand it, this incoming treasure hunting team didn’t pay much attention and dismissed these as superstitions. No matter how much the villagers tried, they couldn’t dissuade the newcomers from this treasure hunt.
A few days later, this team returned to the village, better equipped. Then they asked to stay as guests in a family’s house and settled into one. Within a day or two, their work began to yield results, and they found a few pieces of gold. I heard the next part from Hüseyin abi, who hosted them. He says exactly this:
“The night they found the first gold, we were again drinking tea and chatting after dinner. Of course, I had been to Istanbul a few times by that age, but my wife had never gone. Since she hadn’t seen a big city, my wife listened with admiration as the men talked. Midnight came, time for bed. I told my family to stay in the bedroom. As I ran to the room they were sleeping in, I thought to myself, ‘An animal must have entered the house,’ because theft doesn’t happen in our village. I opened the door of the room and froze at what I saw. The friend named Çağlar was screaming his lungs out. The others were trying to calm him down. When he calmed down a bit, we asked what happened. He started explaining. Around 1 AM, he looked out the window and saw creatures dressed in black goatskins but walking on two legs around our house. As soon as he looked out the window, they all turned to him. According to his description, it was as if they spoke into his mind, saying: ‘Oh, Son of Adam! You coveted our wealth. You took our gold without our permission. In return, we will take you.’ I wasn’t very knowledgeable about these matters. So I suggested taking him to the village imam, Kemal Efendi, but they refused. They said these were superstitions and things like that. Then we went to sleep, but I guess nobody in our house could sleep that night.”
In the morning, at the time of the call to prayer, they went digging again. Then I never saw them again. According to accounts, they didn’t return to the village. The villagers didn’t dwell on it much, thinking, “Their work probably got extended.” But they waited and waited, no, they didn’t come back. When night fell, the villagers became really worried and reported the situation to the gendarmerie. The next day, teams came to the village, and they searched with them too, but in vain, there was no trace. I later learned that they found their belongings in the forest. Following the belongings led to a cave. The village imam, Kemal Efendi, who entered the cave, recounted this at the village coffeehouse:
“Before entering the cave, the search dogs with us started barking, but what a bark, as if the animals were being slaughtered. Then a very foul smell filled the air. We were actually going to turn back because it was night, but finding the belongings, we continued the search. As soon as we entered the cave, we heard the sound of drums and zurna (a type of oboe). A little further in, I hesitate to say it, but we stumbled upon a jinn wedding. We found the three friends there. Henna was being applied to their hands. We tried to intervene with the gendarmerie, but we were unsuccessful. One of them took Professor Bey deeper into the cave. I ran after him but couldn’t catch up.”
After this incident, as far as I researched, Çağlar Bey is still in a mental hospital. The person who was the professor’s assistant settled abroad after receiving psychological treatment. I tried to reach him via email a few times, but when I asked about this incident, he never replied back. Professor Bey’s body was reportedly found in a nearby well; his eyes gouged out and replaced with two gold coins. And also, according to accounts, the following was written in Hebrew on the professor’s chest: “The Price of Greed”.
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