The Jinn’s Gold | True Horror Story

True Horror Story * Summary: A chest of gold found in a field brings nightmares, not treasure. This horror story deals with a cursed hoard guarded by jinn and the terrifying events that follow.

As-salamu alaykum, I am Yaşar. I want to tell you about an incident that happened to me a few years ago. After finishing university, I started wandering around aimlessly. Since my family was well-off, I didn’t need to get a job, but my father was very annoyed by my idleness. One day, he called me to his room, gave me a substantial amount of money, and said, “Take this, go do something. If you waste this like the others and come back, I won’t let you in the house.” After saying “Okay, Dad,” I put the money in a bag, took my car keys, and went out.

I called my best friend Yağız on my phone. Their financial situation wasn’t as good as ours. “Bro, I have an offer for you, come downstairs in two minutes. I’m coming to the front of your house,” I said. Yağız said “Okay” and hung up. In about 10 minutes, I was at Yağız’s place. As soon as Yağız saw me, he came straight to the car and got in. “So, why did you call me? What happened?” he asked. “Man, my dad gave me a lot of money, but I don’t know what to do with it. Let’s start a business together,” I said. Yağız replied, “You know me, man, wherever you are, I’m there too.” “Okay, we know that, but what kind of business?” I asked.

After thinking for a bit, Yağız said, “Man, you know us. My parents came from the village, I know a thing or two about farming. It doesn’t cost much either. If we buy a field, we can work it, plant and harvest. I don’t really know much else besides this, but I know there’s good money in farming. Especially if we plant something decent, we’ll make bank that year.” I stroked the few hairs on my chin and started thinking. “Brother, how much do we need for this? I mean, what will we buy? If we’re starting this, it needs to be complete,” I said. Yağız thought for a moment, “Man, if we want to earn well, we obviously need a field first. I need a tractor to plow and cultivate the field, and seeds or saplings to plant. And we can’t forget fertilizer. Roughly speaking, we need about 600-700 thousand TL.” I looked at the bag and said laughing, “I guess this isn’t enough.” In reality, since my family was very wealthy, we didn’t have much trouble in this regard.

I called my father and asked, “Dad, how much money did you give me?” “There’s 250,000 TL there. Have you decided what to do?” he asked. I explained my plans with Yağız and asked for more money. My father said sternly, “Okay, I’ll give it, but since you’re investing so much money, don’t mess it up. If you turn this into another one of your failed ventures, don’t even show your face or come home.” I said “Okay” and hung up. Yağız looked at me as if asking “What happened?” I told him what my father said and stressed how important this was. Yağız looked at me seriously and said, “I promise you, we’ll make good money from this. Relax, trust me. I know what’s what, more or less. It’s better for you to go into this with someone who knows the ropes. I’ll be straight with you, normally I need the money, but I’ll be both helping you and be your partner on this journey.” I smiled and said, “Thanks, my brother,” and we went to my father’s place.

My father smiled as soon as he saw Yağız. “Yağız, my son, you know I like you. I trust you more than our own boy. Normally, I wouldn’t give more than I already did and would tell him to figure it out, but since you’re in on this too, I have full confidence,” he said. Then he opened the large cabinet behind him, counted the money with a money-counting machine, and placed it on the table. As we were leaving the house, Yağız said, “Man, look how lucky you are, the man did his part for you. Seriously, look how much money he gave you to start a business. Let’s act accordingly so the money doesn’t go to waste and we make good use of the last chance your father gave us both.” “We need to start researching immediately and buy a field. If necessary, I have a friend who studied Agriculture, let’s call him over to check the fertility of any field we find,” I said. Yağız replied, “No need, man, I’ll handle it. I have an uncle who does this stuff, still farming. Your dad is in trade anyway, he can sell all the produce to his wholesale buyer friends.”

While we were in the car, Yağız called a few relatives. While they were talking, I was looking at sales listings online when Yağız looked at me and said, “Brother, get on the highway from here, let’s go to our village.” Without questioning, I got on the highway and started driving straight. As I drove, Yağız was still talking to someone, discussing our budget and what we wanted to do. After a while, Yağız ended the call and hung up. Just as I was about to ask what was happening, he said, “Man, my uncle said a friend of his has a field. The owner recently passed away, and the relatives put it up for sale since no one was cultivating it. The yield is apparently good, so we can rest easy on that front. Since this man’s field was cultivated before, he probably has equipment too, we can negotiate for that as well, get it cheaper than other places,” my uncle had said. I smiled too.

About half an hour later, we were in Yağız’s village. Following Yağız’s directions, we reached his uncle’s house. His uncle was already waiting for us downstairs. After introductions, his uncle got in the car to show us the location of the field. Thanks to his directions, we arrived at the field. When we got out of the car and looked around, there were no houses or settlements nearby. Yağız’s uncle turned to us and said, “Youngsters, before you came, I told them I was bringing potential buyers to see the field. So, he should be here any minute.” After waiting for 10-15 minutes, a man arrived. This was the current owner of the field. We agreed on 500,000 TL for the field, the tractor, and the remaining equipment. With Yağız’s uncle’s help, we bought everything that week. Saplings, seeds, pickaxes, shovels, we had everything.

The week after, we went to the field. After walking around the field for a while, we started working. First, we began clearing the large stones, then the dried weeds. Despite working for about 3 days, we hadn’t even finished a tenth of the field. Yağız hadn’t said anything, wanting me to see how tough the work was. “This field won’t get done without day laborers,” he said. “Yağız, brother, let’s do whatever it takes,” I replied. With the help of Yağız’s uncle, a bunch of day laborers arrived soon after. When my father asked about the situation, I told him things were good, that we had hired workers, etc. My father smiled too, his spirits lifted.

The first day with the day laborers ended, and as soon as my head hit the pillow that evening, I fell asleep. The next morning, without wasting any time, I got ready, picked up Yağız, and went to the field. First, we needed to clear the field to make it arable. We worked until evening that day when Yağız called me over. He was plowing the field with the tractor but had stopped, just staring blankly. When I looked at what he was focusing on, a chest was caught on the tractor’s plow. Looking at Yağız, I said, “What the hell is this?” “How should I know? If I knew, why would I call you?” he replied. I immediately went to the workers and got a pickaxe. When the workers asked what was happening, I said, “It’s nothing important, something got stuck on the tractor’s plow, I’ll just get it out and be right back,” and returned to Yağız. With difficulty, I managed to get it out. Yağız looked at me and asked, “The workers are here too, what are we going to do with this?” “I don’t know, we don’t even know what it is yet. Let’s put it in the storage shed, we’ll look at it when we’re done,” I suggested. Yağız said, “Okay, I’ll take it, you go back,” and I returned.

After working until evening that day, we paid the workers their wages and sent them off. After Yağız sent the workers away, he came over to me. “Let’s go take a look at this thing,” he said. Together, we went to the shed and took out the chest. We placed it under a tree and sat down next to it. Yağız looked at me and asked, “Are you ready?” After I nodded, he opened the chest. When he opened it, both of us were almost in shock. The chest was filled to the brim with gold. Yağız looked at me excitedly and said, “What are we going to do with this? Let’s hope we don’t get into trouble.” He was practically in shock. I said, “No way, man, what trouble? We’re rich!” and touched the gold. Yağız said, “You’re right,” and started laughing. We took the gold-filled chest and put it in the trunk of the car. “Yağız, we’ll figure it out tomorrow,” I said. Yağız nodded and said, “Alright, man.” After packing up our things and putting them in the shed, we went our separate ways home.

When I got home again, I ate something, went straight to bed, and started to sleep. I didn’t usually have many nightmares, but tonight I had a strange one. I was in the field again, Yağız had hanged himself. I immediately went to him, crying. His body was pale white, his eyes closed, and his tongue lolling out. His face was bruised, and his veins were prominent. As I got closer, Yağız lifted his head and looked at me. Out of fear, I instinctively stepped back, but Yağız was still looking at me. In a very deep and muffled voice, he shouted three times, “Give us back what is ours! Give us back what is ours! Give us back what is ours!” At that moment, I woke up with the morning call to prayer.

I sat up in bed, trying to figure out what I had seen. I tried to find a logical explanation within myself, but couldn’t. Thinking he might be awake too, I sent Yağız a message: “Are you awake?” A few minutes later, he replied, “Awake.” I called Yağız and asked why he was awake. “Brother, honestly, I had a very strange dream, woke up with the adhan, and couldn’t sleep again,” he said. “Man, I also had a very strange dream. Tell me what you saw,” I said. When Yağız told me, I was almost frozen. When he asked me what happened, I told him about my dream. He had seen the exact same dream, but the person who hanged himself was me. Yağız said thoughtfully, “Man, could this be a coincidence?” Although I was scared, I said, “Whatever, man, it’s just a dream, let’s not overthink it.” I calmed Yağız down a bit more and told him to be ready around 7 AM. After taking a shower and eating something, I went to Yağız’s house. We went to the field together. While thinking about what to do with the gold, Yağız said, “I think it should stay for now, man. In the meantime, let’s research how we can get rid of it.” Since I found it logical, I didn’t touch the chest in the trunk at all.

That day, we worked until evening again and returned home. When I got home, no one was there. Paying no mind, I ate something and went to bed. While looking at my phone in bed, I heard noises coming from the kitchen. Thinking it was a burglar, I quietly went into my father’s room and took his air rifle. I loaded a pellet and slowly went towards the kitchen, but no one was there. Looking around, I saw onion and garlic peels on the counter. Just then, I heard something fall in my room. This time, I slowly went to my room. When I slightly opened the door, I saw someone dressed entirely in black with their back turned. Fearfully, I aimed the gun and asked, “Who are you?” Slowly, it turned towards me. Facing me was a creature whose face was wrinkled like plastic melted by fire, with long, extremely dirty, and messy hair. In panic, I immediately fired and threw myself into the living room. I locked the living room door and started waiting. The thing came to the door and started forcing it. Meanwhile, I called Yağız, telling him to come over. Not wanting to stay near the door any longer, I went to the balcony and locked the balcony door too. Just then, the living room door opened. The same creature was now slowly crawling on the floor towards me. As I watched it from the balcony door, in the blink of an eye, it was in front of me. It put its head against the glass and started looking at me. I was literally frozen. Then it pulled its head back, laughed, and pointed behind me. Fearfully, I quickly turned around, and the thing was behind me, nose to nose. I don’t remember the rest.

When I opened my eyes, Yağız was by my side. When I asked what happened, he said, “Brother, after you called me and said ‘come here,’ your voice cut out, and a staticky voice said something in a language I didn’t know. I realized something happened to you and came here immediately. When I knocked, you didn’t open. While thinking, I decided to check outside. I went towards the garden. Looking at the house from afar, I saw you lying on the floor, panicked, and climbed up. The rest is history,” he said. “Didn’t you see that black creature?” I asked. “What creature?” he replied. “Let’s get out of this house immediately, I’ll tell you everything,” I said. After unlocking the balcony, we went inside. I quickly grabbed a few things, and we rushed out of the house. We got into our cars and drove off. First, we dropped Yağız’s car in front of his house. When Yağız got into my car, I told him everything. Yağız said, “Brother, I’ve started experiencing strange things lately too. Look, these events started after we took this gold. Let’s go bury it again.” I agreed, and we drove the car to the field late at night.

After Yağız and I got a pickaxe and a shovel from the shed, we decided to bury it under a tree. It was pitch black, you couldn’t see a thing. To illuminate the spot where we would bury it, I thought of bringing the car closer and using its headlights. As I went to bring the car to the tree, my phone rang. I took out the phone and saw the caller was Yağız. Thinking he probably needed something, I answered, “What’s up, brother? I’m bringing the car, do you need anything?” Yağız said, “What car, what bringing, man? I was going to ask what we’re going to do with the gold, where we’ll sell it,” and I was shocked. “Brother, aren’t you by the tree?” I asked. “What tree, man? What are you talking about? I’m at home,” he said. As I tremblingly explained roughly what happened, Yağız shouted on the phone, “Get out of there immediately! It’s clear this treasure is guarded! They’ve taken my form to get the gold!” I started crying involuntarily. It felt like they were suffocating me. Making a sudden decision, I sped away from the field at full throttle.

Yağız and I met up and discussed what happened again. We wanted to call his uncle for information. According to his uncle, such treasures can be claimed by jinn, and to avoid trouble, we should return the gold. When we wanted to go with a hoca (religious scholar/exorcist) to leave the gold, the treasure was nowhere to be found, neither under the tree nor in the first place. The man who looked like a hoca said, “It’s clear they’ve moved the treasure’s location.” We were undecided about selling the field, but since no further incidents occurred, we decided against selling and continued farming. We started making money from that field. My father is proud of both of us. There was some good in this after all.

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