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AUGUST 16, 1986

A DARK DEATH FELL UPON KIBLEDERE VILLAGE ALL OF A SUDDEN, DURING THE NIGHT

NOBODY KNOWS HOW MANY CASES OF INSANITY, DISEASE, AND DEATH

THERE ARE AROUND THE VILLAGE...

IS KIBLEDERE VILLAGE CURSED?

So, Doctor, what was your statement back then?

Back then? You mean, back in 1986?

Yes. Why didn't you explain the incidents in Kibledere Village to�the public?

I am a doctor, sir. Don't mistake me for a politician, please.

Mr. Erhan, a doctor is responsible for telling the public the truth.

You can't even imagine what happened in that village!

Those people perished there,

and you have to explain why you didn't help them.

Rubbish! All the reports regarding the incident were done

and even published on the papers!

From your report: Post-traumatic stress disorder,

mass schizophrenia, anxiety, major depression...

-Mr. Kubilay! -...dissociative disorders,

-genetic factors. -Mr. Kubilay.

-Somatoform disorders-- -Mr. Kubilay!

Yes?

HORROR IN KIBLEDERE VILLAGE: DJINN INFESTATION!

What do you want?

What exactly happened to the people in Kibledere Village?

Look, I can't tell you that.

Then, just so you know, I will never give up the pursuit.

Mr. Erhan.

Hello?

Mr. Erhan?

A fellow psychiatrist visited the village�the other day.

-Kibledere Village? -Yes.

She filmed some things there.

What�s this fellow�s name?

Ebru. Dr. Ebru...

Go to... University and find those footage.

That's all I can say.

Hello? Mr. Erhan?

Hello?

Mr. Erhan?

I'm psychiatrist Ebru Karaduman.

This is the first day of video footage for a special case

of schizoid personality disorder.

I was called here by an exorcist named Faruk Hodja.

He is inside right now.

He's currently performing an exorcism on a woman whose body

is allegedly possessed by a 1300-year-old djinn.

I was granted permission to film�the seance by Faruk Akat Hodja.

What is this child doing here? Come with me.

What are you doing here? Get out.

Get out.

Don't look, child.�Come on, dear.

Come, sit here.

Come on.

Leave this woman at once! Or I will send you

to the deepest corners of hell!

Shut up, you coward!

I am not afraid of you!

Don't be afraid of me, why would you be, anyway?

Fear God!

Fear God!

Get these whores out of this room,

and I will show you who is God and who is Satan!

Hold her tight, don't let go!

Away with you, whores!

Daughters of bitches!

Be gone!

Or I'll expose all your dirty laundry!

I'll say what you are doing with your husbands at night!

I'll say everything you're doing behind each others back.

I'll lay all your shit bare!

-Don't listen to it! -Leave!

-Don't listen, hold tight. -Get off me.

Nurhan.

Nurhan.

Didn't you put a curse on your neighbor because of jealousy?

Whore!

Didn't you want her dead?

Didn't you?

Cemile.

Cemile, your husband will be hit by a car.

They will find his guts and brains under the tires.

You!

Your husband...

Your husband is a pervert!

Does he tell you what he does with his whores?

Does he?

Get out!

Get off me! This guy can't do anything to me!

Or I will burn your houses down!

Get off!

Get off!

Get off!

Get off!

Where is she?

-She's over there. -There.

Ebru, stay behind me. This can be dangerous.

Okay. Let it out.

God!

-God, thank you, Hodja. -It's over.

It's over. Don't be afraid.

It's okay, sister, it's okay.

Sister, are you okay?

-I'm fine, thank you. -You're okay?

With the help of God,

I hereby deliver the patient, sister Hatice, to you alive and well.

Now, listen to me carefully.

Don't mess around with charms and spells.

Don't engage in witchcraft.

Those who engage in witchcraft or curse someone

will not be vouchsafed in this world nor in the afterlife.

It's true that we are hearing a lot�of cases with djinns these days.

Out of every five, one is haunted by them. God forbid!

You can get in all sorts of trouble.

Accidents, curses, illnesses. Anything.

But, as you've seen,

when there's someone who knows the ropes,

djinns can't do anything to you.

God made us much stronger than them.

May God keep us away from all that is evil.

Amen.

Mr. Faruk has performed his show.

But there are still things I'd like to ask him.

Hello.

-Welcome. -Thank you, hello.

-How are you? -I'm fine, yourself?

I am fine, thank you.

What a nice house you have.

Yes. It's an old Greek house passed down from my grandfather.

Is that so? Very nice.

-Come in. -Thanks.

Fabulous. All the engravings are handmade, aren't they?

All of this is original, we haven't touched a thing.

Beautiful.

-Have a nice day. -Thank you, child. Welcome.

Thank you. Sorry to bother you.

-Not at all, go ahead. -Thanks.

Ms. Ebru...

why don't you rest a bit? You can always continue filming.

-Welcome, again. -Hello.

Mr. Faruk, if you'd give me a moment, I could set up the cameras now.

-Of course, help yourself. -Okay, thank you.

Mr. Faruk, what had happened to that woman from yesterday?

Well, she started being afraid of water for no a reason.

She wouldn't bathe nor wash up. Her entire house was filthy,

and she began threatening everyone around her.

-Didn't she see a doctor? -You know,

the meds she was prescribed made her worse.

-Who said that? -She did. Her family, too.

-They heard of me, so I helped them. -I understand.

Mr. Faruk,

what exactly did you do yesterday?

So, we're starting now. Is this how we'll do this?

Yes, we've started.

You will tell and perform.

And I'm going to observe, examine, and film things.

-Now, look, Doctor. -You don't have to call me Doctor.

-It's Ebru. -All right, Ebru.

You will film things and then what?

Will you show it to your professors in Med School?

This is for a thesis study. We will choose a case meeting medical procedures.

A person haunted by a djinn.

That's what you'll call it. I'll call it something else.

Whatever.

All in all, you will entrust a patient, who the doctors couldn't cure, to me.

And you will ask me to cure the patient, right?

-You can say that. -Okay.

Let's suppose...

I cured a very problematic patient� in a couple of days and you filmed� that.

What then?

What do you mean?

-Will you acknowledge it? -Acknowledge what?

The existence of djinns.

What does it have to do with this? This will be a scientific study.

Forgive my ignorance, Doctor,

but don't scientific tests yield results?

Of course they do, but only scientists can evaluate the results.

Fine. So be it.

Now, tell me, how do you see what happened yesterday?

I have some suspicions.

-You have suspicions? -Yes.

-Didn't you see what state she was in? -I did.

She came to me and was cured before I sent her back.

She had seen a psychiatrist and been prescribed meds.

You could have set up the whole thing?

How so?

-Mr. Faruk, you called me yesterday. -That's correct.

Maybe you knew her and you called her

and set the stage, then performed your show.

A show?

Don't get angry, we've already spoken about this.

Okay, fine.

Come with me. I'll show you something. Come.

-Where? -Just come with me.

-Hold on. I need to get my camera. -Go ahead.

Do you have any idea what this is?

Looks like what came out of her mouth yesterday.

Exactly.

So what? She was cured because this came out of her mouth?

She was cured because the djinns that had been haunting her left with this.

Not credible enough.

You saw it with your own eyes.

You filmed it, yet you still don't find it credible.

Fine.

Before you pulled this thing out of her mouth yesterday,

-why did you put a veil over her? -What�s the connection?

You cast a veil over her.

You went under it, too. And this thing was in your pocket.

You put it in her mouth yourself. Isn't that possible?

Only the ignorant accept everything. Scientists question first, Faruk Akat.

Please, answer my question. Why did you put a veil over her?

In order for the djinn to leave the body the place should be totally dark.

That's why I used the veil.

You could�ve turned off�the camera light.

That would've worked.

But you preferred to cast a veil over her.

Also, it is medically impossible for something so big

to just come out of a person's stomach.

Trust me, everyone who sees this movie will think

that you did something fishy under that veil.

So, no matter who I cure,

you and your professors will always say the same thing.

No. You have a chance.

And what is that?

I'll pick the patient you will cure, not you.

God!

Here, have some tea.

Thank you very much.

-Sorry for the trouble. -Enjoy.

-Thank you, mother. -Enjoy.

Mr. Faruk, what are those?

These are verses for protection against djinns, spells and evil eyes.

Look. That's Ayatul Kursi, for instance.

And those are vefks

I inscribed with special pens on paper, whose meanings are known only by me.

-Vefk? -Yes, vefk.

Look. Every Arabic letter corresponds to a number.

-Okay. -This is called the Abjad.

When they are aligned, effective charms are formed.

I got it. It is something like the Kabbalah in Judaism?

That is a little bit different because it has alchemy in it.

So, what are these for?

They're for protection.

If djinns are such clever and dangerous creatures,

why are they afraid of simple letters written on papers?

Because these letters you call simple have deadly effects on them.

How so?

Just like how a small virus can kill an enormous animal.

But we know the certainty of a virus.

We know exactly� how it acts in an organism.

Ms. Ebru.

Djinns are beings made of the bane from heat, light, and fire.

I mean, they have a structural form in a specific electromagnetic frequency.

So, since these vefks reflect light differently

with every different alignment

and light�is an electromagnetic wave,

it is not so irrational that they have an effect on djinns.

It seems like you enjoy using scientific terms.

Ms. Ebru, look.

Some of these patients should only be cured by doctors.

-I wholeheartedly admit that. -Good.

But... there are some cases

that you can do nothing about.

-Only we can cure them. -Still, there's no evidence.

What kind of evidence do you want?

If djinns are creatures that can walk, eat, and talk as you say,

we need to have some sort of concrete evidence, right?

Ms. Ebru, does science accept the existence of dreams?

Of course.

Then, is there any concrete evidence regarding dreams?

No. So, whatever has happened...

Wait a minute. Dreams are not debatable,

because they are accepted as a fact by everyone.

However, only some people and religions claim the existence of djinns.

These two are different things.

Djinn are� something that hides in the dark.

Yes... it is difficult to see and touch it,

but it is easy to feel it.

In fact,

the chills you get when you feel it around you...

is like nothing else.

Fear is not evidence, Mr. Faruk.

It's what psychiatry is based on.

We can't see eye to eye without solid evidence.

Will we really be able to do that when there is solid evidence, Doctor?

I don't know. You tell me.

We'll see.

Look.

This is alchemy, for example.

It used to be a science.

Now you call it witchcraft.

Faruk, son, I've prepared some food. Come eat something.

No, thank you. I'm not hungry.

Be our guest. My mother makes delicious food.

Maybe some other time.

We should get going. Thank you very much.

This is the patient I told you about.

We are going to Mugla.

K�bra Duran.

-May you have a safe journey, son. -Mother.

So, did you get involved in this djinn business in Adana,

or did it start after you moved to Bursa?

It all started when I was a kid.

Are there any others in your family who practice exorcism?

No, Ms. Ebru, this is not something that runs in the family.

Let's leave it there.

But, as I said, it began when I was a kid.

There is something called "lending a hand."

-Lending a hand? -Yes.

What is it exactly?

You see,

it's like when you learn from a senior or a mentor.

And then you practice it.

-In exchange for a fee? -There's no fee.

-Really? -In my case, at least.

But it's not possible to say the same for the others practicing your profession.

Ms. Ebru, look around you, there are all sorts of people.

Where exactly are we going?

We are going to Kibledere Village.

It should be just 100 km from here.

I don't remember the roads very well, I left here when I was little.

I will stop somewhere to call Sister Refika for directions.

Refika?

The mother of K�bra, the patient.

Let me give Refika a call.

Hello.

Sister Refika, this is Ebru.

Refika. We are here...

No, we're not exactly there. I think we're a bit lost.

I...

Yes. I drove past that.

Yes.

But I didn't turn onto Koycegiz road.

I took a wrong turn. But now I know the way, I hope.�Let's go.

-There is a house up ahead. -Yes.

-Shall we ask them? -Let's ask.

Peace be with you.

-Hello, welcome. -Hello, forgive us for bothering you.

-Not a problem. Yes? -We've lost our way.

We're trying to go to Asagiyagiz.

What on earth is with Asagiyagiz and the cameras?

We are running an investigation on Kibledere Village.

-Turn off the camera! Turn it off! -Faruk.

I got a signal.

You say you've spent your childhood here, but you don't recognize anything.

You're right. Didn't you see that man?

First, he was nice to us and then turned on us.

You'll find all kind of mumbo jumbo in this place.

Ms. Ebru, we're stuck here. Should we go back to Mugla?

Hodja, can't you ask these djinns for directions?

They must be watching us right now.

What do you mean?

This place...

is ideal for djinns, fiends, demons.

Abu Samarqandi says...

"If there is a mountain where the sun rises

and another one where it sets,

and if a stream runs through the stone and soil in the middle...

the shadows in between are infested with djinns."

It's as if he was describing this place.

What was that noise?

It came from there.

It sounds like someone crying.

Yes, a woman's crying. Hold on,�Hodja. I'll film it.

Wait for me.

-It came from here. -Keep walking.

Slowly, be careful.

Did you hear that?

I did.

Faruk Hodja, wait.

It's coming from right there.

Be careful.

Can you see anything?

-Faruk Hodja! -Ebru, calm down!

Ebru, are you okay?

I'm fine. Where is it?

It's gone, Ebru. It's gone.

Where is it? No, it was going to bite me!

Ebru, calm down. It's gone, look.

-Did it go over there? -See, it's not there either. It's gone.

-Come on, let's go back to the car. -Come on, let's get out of here.

Damn it. I dropped the camera.

-Is it broken? -No, it's f�ne.

-Okay, go to the car! -Let's go.

Come!

How can this happen to an animal lover like myself?

I had my heart in my mouth.

-I'll put it out if it bothers you. -No, it's not that.

You know, you're a doctor.

When I was in my third year in med school,

we had a professor that told us about the harms of smoking.

His name was Selim G�rgen and he was such an addict.

Whose grave is this?

Are those bones?

Interesting.

Faruk Hodja, don't go in.

Faruk Hodja.

What on earth is this?

They are bones.

-Isn't that a Masonic sign? -Yes, but this has a different meaning.

How so?

I think someone did what I think they did.

What?

When villagers' animals died in great numbers for no reason,

they would make sacrifices and wash the soil with blood...

and then place the bones like this.

What a strange wish tree this is.

They hung everything on it. Are those intestines?

They're all over me.

-They're in my hair. -Wait a second.

Graveyard, mausoleum...

the bone charm, symbols...

What is it?

Ms. Ebru, come. Bring the light.

-What? -Bring it.

What does it say?

Seven, one, seven, five.

71, 75.

-71, 75. -Someone must have carved it.

-Who knows what they wished for. -Some wish trees are just for evil.

How could someone wish for evil? Nonsense.

Someone who wanted the death of an enemy or of a person they were jealous of...

would tie a thread of hair, nail or bone to a cloth�with their name on it

and hang them on a tree. It's a millenary tradition.

-The smell is awful. -This place is bad, Ms. Ebru.

Are you okay?

Ms. Ebru, are you okay?

-Are you okay? -I'm fine.

The smell choked me.

I'll be fine now.

-Look, the sheep! -Don't run them over.

Okay. I'll stop.

Look, how cute this little one is!

Brother!

You startled my sheep.

-Okay. We've stopped. -We're sorry.

We're lost, can you help us?

Where are you going?

We're trying to get the town of Asagiyagiz.

-What�s your business there? -Do you know Refika Duran?

Her husband's name was Bilal Duran. He passed away.

Bilal Duran of Kibledere Village.

Yes, it's him.

They moved a while ago but now they live in an old Greek mansion. Do you know it?

You're way off.

If I told you to go back, you'd have to drive even farther off.

Look, you know what...

-You'd best go straight. -Okay.

You will come to a fork. Take the left.

You will see the lights. You'll know then you're on the right track.

Stick to that road. You'll see the house ahead.

-Okay, thank you so much. -Okay?

-Thanks. -Have a safe journey.

I hope he gave us the right directions.

There's a fork just as he said

-and I've taken the left. -Yes.

-There are lights up ahead. Okay. -There it is, we've found it.

-Faruk Hodja, what... -What?

-What is that over there? -What?

What are they doing there?

Who?

-Take this and film that. -Who, Ms. Ebru?

It's already recording. Remember to turn the flashlight on.

Quick. Do you see it?

-Where? I can't see it. -Look.

Is there someone with him?

-Is that it? -Yes.

I see... Wait a second. Isn't that...

the shepherd we saw?

-He can't be. -It's him.

-He is miles back. -Just a sec.

Okay, we are past them.

Okay, we are past them, Ms. Ebru.

Whatever.

Interesting.

Just keep going, Ms. Ebru.

We've been trying to find our way for hours.

Hello, Sister�Refika.

I'm on that road now.

Yes.

Yes.

Mosque? I can see the mosque on the right.

Okay, I've driven past it.

Okay, I'll turn right here.

Okay.

Okay, I've got it.

Okay, see you.

-Is that it? Are we on the right track? -Yes.

-Here. -White.

-Are you sure? -She is here, look.

She is here.

Welcome.

Look at her. You look pretty.

My dear sister.

-Peace be with you. -Hello. Welcome.

It's been so long, but you haven't changed a bit.

Yes, I have. Look, my hair is all grey now.

Come on, Refika.

-Doctor Ebru. -My dear Esra. How are you?

I'm fine, how are you?

-I'm f�ne. Who is this? -She's my daughter, you know.

-Oh? God bless her. Hello. -Hello.

-Go, kiss your auntie's hand. -Aren't you cute?

-Are your parents okay? -They're fine.

-We'll talk when we get home. -Okay.

Look, this is Faruk Hodja. I told you about him. Faruk Akat.

-Welcome. -Hello.

-Don't stand there. Let's go home. -Okay, let's go.

Our things are in the car. Get in and I'll drive us home.

-Okay, then. Come on, child. -This way.

Come.

Okay. We're here.

-Is this the place, Sister Refika? -Yes.

Faruk Hodja, no offence but this house is more beautiful than yours.

-Very nice. How old is this house? -It's very old.

But it is one of the most beautiful and oldest houses in Asagiyagiz.

That's for sure.

And that is our house, too.

Esra, is this place empty?

Her father loved that place.

-It's been like that since he died. -I see.

-Shall we go home? -Okay.

Faruk Hodja.

Faruk Hodja?

-Come, let's get our stuff from the car. -Okay.

-Fine. -Ebru, let us help, dear.

Okay.

Come on in.

In the name of God.

-Welcome again. -Sister, I want to hug you once more.

Can you hold this? I have missed you so much.

Hodja, may God bless you, you've come all the way.

Don't mention it. I hope I can be of any help.

-Ms. Ebru, the camera... -I'll take that.

Esra, could you bring me a glass of water?

Right away. Hodja, would you like to drink something? Water or�ayran?

-I'll have some ayran. Cold. -Okay.

Did you have to drive around a lot?

Refika, you have no idea. We got lost

and asked someone for directions. He came at us.

-Then we were attacked by a dog. -Really? Where?

We had stopped somewhere along the village road.

These places have changed, you know.

-You were so little when you left. -I was and I've forgotten all about it.

Come Fatma, look.

-Our guests are here. -Hello.

This is Faruk Hodja.

Aunt Fatma, do you remember Ebru?

Turn off the camera, Ebru!

Fatma, but we'd talked about this.

I'm talking to you. Turn that camera off.

But we spoke about this. Why are you acting like this?

-You stay out of this. I said turn it off! -Wait a minute. Okay.

I'll turn it off. Fatma, why are you so angry?

-Why are you here? -Sister, calm down.

Why should I calm down?

Aren't you ashamed? You're a doctor now,

but you've got this camera along with this Hodja.

Shouldn't you trust me because I'm a doctor?

-Didn't they film K�bra at the hospital? -That was the hospital.

Okay. But doctors were filming her there, too.

And now I'm going to film her as a doctor and a friend. Don't worry.

Oh, child! She isn't doing well.

-You can't help her like this! -Aunt Fatma.

I mean no harm to K�bra, okay?

I mean no harm, she says. What's this man's business here?

Fatma! Fatma, I said shut up!

-What are you talking about? -Mom.

-Mom! -Okay, let's calm down!

My daughter was in a hospital a whole year

and nothing changed! They gave her injections and medicine.

They gave her all sorts of electric shocks!

What' is your problem? Why are you giving me that blank look?

-Don't meddle in this. -Mom!

Tell me, did she get better or did she get even worse?

Look, I'm telling you K�bra is going to be okay.

My daughter will be cured, do you understand?

-Stay out of this. -Sister Refika, stop! Don't!

If something happens to her, you are all to blame for that!

-Do you understand? -Ms. Fatma, there's no need to be afraid.

We are here in the name of God.

If we can't do anything, we'll pray and leave.

What the hell are you talking about, Hodja?

May God do whatever he pleases�with you.

Esra, hold this.

Sister Refika, look at me.

Calm down, take a deep breath.

Are you calm now? Okay, listen to me.

If this camera is causing problems, I'll try to find another way.

-Okay? -It's okay, don't mind my aunt.

She'll soften up later.

-Are you sure? -Yes.

Yes, my child. Do whatever you can.

Do whatever is in your power to cure K�bra.

Those professors will be watching this.

Our K�bra will get better eventually.

I'm setting up the cameras then. Okay?

Go, child, don't lose a second. Set everything them up.

Okay.

Give me that, Esra.

-Don't cry. -My sweetie.

Oh, Mom.

-Ms. Esra. -Yes, Hodja.

-Where is K�bra? -She's upstairs, sleeping.

-Okay. -I missed her so much, I want to see her.

-Go wake her up. -No need.

Let's not wake her up. It's best that we go down to the village,

-kill some time and then see her. -Okay, Hodja.

We'll prepare dinner in the meantime.

-Okay. -Okay then.

-Walk slowly, you'll slip. -Yes, it's very slippery.

-I look like a tourist, right? -No. It suits you, Hodja

-It suits me? -Believe me, it does.

-Peace be with you. -Peace be upon you.

-Welcome. -Thank you.

I am Osman Bayer, the Mukhtar of this village.

-Nice to meet you. -Come.

-Good evening. -Hello.

-Welcome. -Thank you.

I hope you are doing well.

-We're doing fine and you? -Fine, thanks.

-Thank God. I hope all is well. -Thank God.

God bless your hands.

-Enjoy the tea. -Uncle Osman.

Can you tell me what exactly happened to K�bra?

K�bra's been possessed by a djinn, Doctor.

This family's been troubled, you see.

What do you mean by troubled, Uncle Osman?

This story, child, goes back to Kibledere Village.

-And that village is cursed and... -Wait a minute, Osman!

Okay, calm down.

What are you doing here with those cameras?

Nothing, you've got it all wrong.

-We're just chatting here. Sit down. -Are you here to film?

We just have a few questions and then we'll leave, don't worry.

Don't involve our village in this.

Our village has nothing to do with these incidents.

You can't film here.

Get the hell out of here!

-Okay, calm down! -Get the fuck out of here!

-F... you!�Bastards! -Calm down.

-Fuck off! -Enough, calm down.

My God!

What the hell? People go nuts when they hear the word Kibledere.

It has nothing to do with Kibledere. I told you, the people here are weird.

Yes, it does.

It's late, K�bra must have woken up. Let's make it to dinner on time.

Let's go.

This dog just won't shut up.

-It's okay, dear. -Hodja?

Mom?

Let's recap everything.

-You mentioned the henna night? -Yes, Hodja.

What happened that night?

Mom, shall I show him the CD?

What CD, Esra?

You know, we filmed everything� on the henna night.

Well, that'd be great. Do you think that's possible?

Sure. I'll show you after dinner.

-We must watch that, Esra. -Okay.

Faruk Hodja, stop the video for a second, so that I can set the angle.

Okay, you can keep playing it.

I wish my father had a steed and came

I wish my mother had a boat Sailed and came

I wish my mother had a boat Sailed and came

I wish my siblings knew the way and came

I wish my siblings knew the way and came

May it be known Even by the birds flying by

I miss my mother direly

Both my mother and my father

I miss my village

May it be known Even by the birds flying by

I miss my mother direly

Both my mother and my father

I miss my village

K�bra, come on.

Come on.

Faruk Hodja, can you tell what she's saying there?

She said.

-What language is this? -Aramaic.

Jesus spoke to the demons in the desert in Aramaic.

Meaning?

Meaning the most twisted djinns, who hated Jesus most, spoke this language.

So, what does it say here?

Seven.

Seven.

One.

Seven.

Five.

Seven, one, seven, five.

Isn't this the same number we saw on that weird wish tree, Hodja?

Yes, it is.

Are you talking about the tree at the back of the village?

Yes, Sister Refika. Why?

Well, one night, K�bra wasn't in her room. So, we looked everywhere.

It turns out she walked all the way out there�in her sleep.

Faruk Hodja?

Can I look at your house from the outside?

-Sure. -What is it?

Hold on. Wait for me.

There is something...

There is something in this house.

K�bra.

K�bra.

Ebru.

Is it really you?

Dear, you look so beautiful.

My dear K�bra.

I am here as your friend and a doctor.

So, should I call you Doctor Ebru?

No. You just call me Ebru.

Did you know she wanted to be a doctor ever since she was a kid?

And you wanted to be a cop.

-A cop? -Yes.

As a matter of fact,�we have a picture in police uniforms, do you remember?

Of course, I do.

-Mom, can you find it? -Of course, my dear daughter.

Dear K�bra, I want to get right to the point.

The henna night.

That morning, you told your mother you were going to die that day.

I don't remember.

How about what happened that night?

I remember hearing a voice.

-What kind of a voice? -A woman's voice.

-Are you sure it was a woman's? -Positive.

She kept saying the same thing.

What was she saying?

Kill him.

Kill him.

The man you were going to marry?

His name was Erdal.

Did you and Erdal ever fight?

Sometimes.

Was he ever violent, or did he hit you?

No, we loved each other.

-Okay, dear. -That night you went to the wish tree...

The night I walked in my sleep?

K�bra, did you hear any voices or anything that night?

I didn't, but...

a coffin swims before my eyes when I think about that night.

What kind of a coffin, dear?

A cold one.

I'm inside it and can't breathe.

It's like a hand is strangling me.

Its nails pierce my skin.

I want to shout, but I can't.

I call for help...

but no one helps me.

Then I die.

And...

And?

Then I'm reborn as a baby.

As a baby with a single eye on the forehead?

Yes.

No mouth, just an eye here.

Okay, calm down.

Take a deep breath. Okay.

It's all right now.

Stop filming.

After that incident, the police took K�bra away.

The family of the groom pressed charges, of course.

The police wouldn't let us see K�bra.

Then the doctors came...

and took her to a mental hospital.

-My daughter was there for two years. -Mom, come on.

-Don't touch these. -Okay, calm down.

When did your husband pass away?

Bilal?

He died on the day K�bra was born.

Heart attack?

He fell suddenly and was foaming from the mouth.

It could have been an epileptic seizure. What was the result of the autopsy?

No, he wasn't sick or anything.

-Mom! -Refika! Okay, calm down.

My daughter was very pretty when she was little.

Her eyes and skin were like those of an angel.

I did everything for her.

Everyone envied her.

I had charms made, had lead poured. But they didn't help

I hung evil eye beads all around the house.

-Still, I couldn't protect her. -Ms. Refika.

With your permission, I'd like to throw away�all the evil eye beads.

Why? What is it, Hodja?

Evil eye beads are the elixir of strength for the devil and the djinns.

But, you know, we use them to avoid evil eyes.

-That's what the hodjas say. -Which hodja?

The eye on that bead is the eye of the devil.

The single eye is the symbol of Satan ever since Babylon.

You seek the devil's help and take refuge in him

by invoking the evil eye bead to help you.

Take these.

Let's take these, too.

And these.

Take these too, come on.

K�bra.

Take these.

There are some here, too, Hodja.

Here.

Okay.

Are all these cameras yours?

Not all of them.� Some belong to the university.

Do you always have to film things?

Don't worry, I won't film all the time.

-Put these away. -Okay, Hodja.

Why the rush? Can't you do it tomorrow?

There is no time. The djinns will be more aggressive now that we're here.

I must solve this before anything befalls her.

You mentioned a baby with a single eye on the forehead while talking to K�bra.

Yes. Everyone haunted�by a djinn sees the same thing.

-Why? -I don't know.

Maybe we'll find out together.

Okay, I'm heading upstairs.

K�bra.

Are you okay?

I'm fine.

Look...

Don't be afraid, okay?

Your doctor friend, your mother, sister, aunt...

we are all here.

If there is a creature that bothers you...

let it be the one to fear, not you fear it.

We will pray to God together to rid you of all this evil.

Okay?

Okay.

Let's turn off the lights.

Open your palms.

What am I going to do?

Rub it as hard as you can.

Like this?

K�bra.

Close your eyes.

Okay. They're closed.

Now, hold your hands closer to your face.

Like when you pray.

Inhale the smell in your palms.

What's... What is it?

What's happening?

What's happening?

Oh, God, Creator of the heavens, the earth,�the known and the unknown.

We seek refuge in you from evil.

-My hands are burning! -God!

Protect this innocent girl from the wrath of the djinns!

Show her mercy!

-My hands! -God, we seek refuge in your mercy!

Protect us!

Ebru.

-Do you see this? -K�bra, what did you do?

Pull that down.

It's here...

It's here. It came.

I'm scared.

It's here.

It's here.

-My daughter! -Stop.

In the name of God.

In the name of God.

Come. I'll show you something.

-K�bra drew this on my hand, didn't she? -Yes, Hodja.

Do you see?�The same thing is written here in this book.

What does that mean?

It means mirror.

Mirror?

The book is maybe a thousand years old.

But K�bra drew the same glyph on my hand.

Why is it so important that she wrote this glyph meaning mirror on your hand?

Because for us, djinns are those who are inside mirrors.

Look. This is exactly what it says.

"If a djinn completely possesses the body of a young person,

it sends a message that says 'mirror.'"

Is my daughter possessed by a djinn, Hodja?

Definitely, and by the most dangerous kind.

Now, I need an empty room,

-two mirrors, and candles, okay? -Okay, Hodja.

Mom, would the house next-door do?

Sure, my daughter.

-Okay. -Okay.

Faruk Hodja, I think the mirrors are an excuse and you're just stalling.

You cast a black veil over that woman the other day

and she was instantly cured after you went underneath it.

-Correct. -Why didn't that work here?

-It is different here. -How so?

The invocation I used didn't work.

-So? -So...

the djinn that possessed K�bra is very dangerous.

It won't leave the body until it dies or kills her.

-The cruelest, most pitiless kind! -Be quiet, they'll hear you.

Aren't we here to help?

Yes, but if you give up when you know you won't succeed,

K�bra's mother will consent to K�bra's hospitalization.

I'll end it if I feel I can't help her.

-Promise? -Promise.

Okay.

It is now 02:03 am.

I am Doctor Ebru Karaduman.

This concludes phase one of the visual case report�presentation.

As I initially suspected,

K�bra shows signs of schizotypal personality disorder,

starting with parasomnia sleep disorder and bioelectric activity trauma.

While the patient gave reasonable answers during our first meeting,

she manifested her metaphysical beliefs during her session with Faruk Akat.

The case report presentation continues with the patient under my supervision.

K�bra.

K�bra.

-Good morning, everyone. -Good morning.

-Good morning, my child. -Sorry, I overslept.

-It must have been the air. I slept well. -It's okay.

God bless your hands. You shouldn't have!

-Good morning, Faruk Hodja. -Good morning.

Ms. Ebru.

-Ms. Ebru, are you okay? -Ebru, what is it, my child?

What's wrong?

-What is it? -Ms. Ebru, are you okay?

Ebru?

What happened?

-What is it? -Sister, what is that?

-Where did that come from? -How should I know, mother?

-Don't look. Go get her some water! -Okay, calm down. Easy.

Calm down, give it to me.

-Hodja. -Give it to me.

My child. Hurry!

Hurry up, my daughter, run!

-Here, wipe her mouth. -Give me that. Here.

There is blood!

My God!

-Esra, bless your heart, dear. -Enjoy it, Ebru.

-Go on, Hodja. -Ms. Esra, where are the mirrors?

-We should start before it gets dark. -Everything is ready in that house.

Let's start after we've had our coffee. Let's not waste any time.

-Okay, Hodja. -Of course.

Don't worry, I'm f�ne.

The room of mirrors.

Come on in, Hodja.

-The mirrors are up there, Hodja. -Okay.

-Shall we come, too? -No, you wait down here.

Ms. Ebru.

Faruk Hodja is about to begin the calling of djinns

in the room of mirrors,

supposedly the best way to communicate with djinns since the times of Babylon.

-Ms. Ebru, can we begin now? -Go ahead.

In the name of God.

In the name of God.

Ms. Ebru.

I will go under the veil now.

If you're going to complain again, you can give me the camera.

You go ahead, Faruk Hodja, I'll pass you the camera.

Are you ready?

Here you go.

In the name of God.

O, the djinn of the mirror.

The one that hides under the dark veil of the night.

The evil spirit confined behind the mirrors.

Come forth...

and show me what you feed on!

In the name of God.

-Ms. Ebru. -Yes.

The djinn...

is right behind you.

Don't!

Don't move.

-Okay. -Don't turn around.

-Okay. What should I do? -Come.

-Come over here. -Okay.

Don't you ever...

come near us.

Okay.

Djinn.

What do you want from K�bra?

Djinn!

What do you want from K�bra?

Faruk Hodja!

Faruk Hodja, are you okay?

-Ebru, are you okay? -I'm fine, Esra. I'm fine!

I'm fine. Get over there.

I'm fine. Faruk Hodja, are you okay?

What's this? How did this happen?

When you ask djinns a question, Ms. Ebru,

they answer with symbols.

What does that mean, Hodja?

According to alchemy, it means soapstone. But black magic tells of this as...

the toilet spell.

Toilet spell?

-Mom. -What?

-Did someone put a spell on us? -I don't know, my child. I have no idea.

It is also called the death spell, it's very dangerous.

Is there a toilet here that touches the ground and sees the sun?

Yes, in the backyard.

Get out.

Come.

Faruk Hodja claimed�the djinn he communicated with drew this symbol.

What the hell is this guy doing?

-What's that? What are those? -Good God.

What is this?

-What is this, Faruk Hodja? -What are these?

Oh my God, who put those there?

Is that meat?

Don't cry, mom!

God!

What is that?

Who did this?

Sister Refika, please, try to calm down.

But look at this, my child!

It's okay. I'm not even...

I don't understand.

Mom, what is this?

This is disgusting. They smell awful.

Faruk Hodja, are you okay in there?

What are these?

Sister Refika.

My daughter...

What is that?

-That's... -What the hell?

Mom!

I can't...

Oh, my God!

What the hell?

-Oh my God. -Look at that!

How?

-Mom! -What is that?

Esra, hold her.

Faruk Hodja! What is that?

-Mighty God! -Who put them there?

Faruk Hodja?

-Esra! Esra, help him. -Hodja, are you okay! Hodja!

Faruk Hodja! Be careful!

-Come. Easy. -Be careful, slowly.

-Take a step, slowly! -Come! Be careful!

Be careful, slowly!

-Esra, hold on!! -Hold it, okay, slowly!

Okay.

-You're doing fine! -Come, Hodja.

My daughter, who did all this?

I don't know. Who put all this here?

Oh, God! Why? How did they do this?

Who did this?

My poor daughter!

Fatma, why aren't you saying anything?

Who put these here?

Why are you asking me? Huh?

Look at your own past!

What the hell are you talking about? What do you mean?

-Speak if you know something! -Look at me!

-What? -Sister Refika. Refika, don't.

-What are you saying? -Enough!

Enough of this! What are you doing?

Look at this mess! Look at K�bra!

My sister!

-Esra. Please, calm down. -My sister!

Why are you behaving like this? Please, we can't solve anything this way,�Esra.

Right now, we are in the old house of Bilal Duran's family.

A while ago, we found some items related to witchcraft,

such as amulets, charms, dolls, hair samples, and even entrails,

inside the toilet.

This makes me think that some people other than Faruk Akat

may be involved in this,

but I'm not sure yet.

In the name of God.

I seek refuge in you

from the wrath of the witch that has bound us with this curse.

What is this, Hodja?

Look, hexed and poisoned liquids were sprinkled

over the brain, the heart, and the genitals.

Look, this is your name, Refika...

and Bilal, your husband's name.

Is this a spell to separate lovers or married couples?

-No. -So, what is it?

It is called "sihr-i cenne."

A fetus spell.

What?

It is cast upon a fetus in the mother's womb.

Here is what it says.

"Your fetus will be born cursed...

its flesh dirty and its blood poisoned.

Its fate sealed.

May its father die on the day it is born.

Fourteen days after its 23rd birthday...

may the cruelest djinns...

devour its soul."

K�bra turned 23 on the henna night.

Wait a minute.

You're saying K�bra was cursed while she was in her mother's womb

and it came into effect when she turned 23, is that it?

I'm not so sure about that.

Why when she turned 23?

-K�bra! -My daughter.

-K�bra! -K�bra!

Mother...

-My daughter! -It's butchering my flesh.

It's butchering my flesh.

I'm dying!

-We need to go to the hospital now. -No, we can't stop nowt.

What are you talking about? Huh? There hasn't been any progress.

This is something that happened before she was born.

The spells we found in the toilet prove that!

Faruk Hodja, please don't start with those papers and nasty things!

Look, she's even worse now.

We're almost done, Doctor, don't give up now!

Faruk Hodja...

K�bra has schizotypal personality disorder.

And we know what the treatment is.

You mean, the treatment she received for two years?

If the diagnosis had been wrong, she might�ve not been responsive.

-Doctor, please, let me. -No, it's not possible.

Look, we found the spell. We're almost done here.

Remember why you've filmed this whole thing!

-I have what I need. -No!

You need to prove I'm a fraud. I am one step ahead of you this time.

If you're talking about the mirror room,

I think you blurred the view�with incenses

and drew the symbol with the dust yourself!

And did I put the charms in the toilet, too?

We are not disputing science and religion here, please!

Ms. Ebru...

I, Faruk Akat...

If I can't save K�bra, all my claims will be wronged and you will prevail.

Isn't that what you want?

For K�bra.

For your friend's life.

Let me.

Okay, fine. But this will be the last time!

-The last time! -Okay.

-How is K�bra? -The same. She's terrified.

She keeps saying I saw it.

Esra, it is so small in here. I need a bigger room.

Okay. We have a barn at the entrance of the village, will that do?

-Let's go. -Okay.

I'll pin this here.

I've got to fix it.

Okay.

Okay, now, it's clear.

-Are you comfortable? -Yes.

Be careful with the switch. It'll stop the recording.

Okay.

Right now, Faruk Akat is attempting the second exorcism.

Ms. Refika...

it's best you come over here.

In the name of God.

K�bra.

Is it still here?

It is.

Where exactly?

There.

Can you describe what you're seeing?

It has long dark hair.

Woman... or man?

Woman.

What's her name?

Sare.

Can Sare hear me right now?

She can.

Who does she want to kill?

She says, an eye for an eye.

Djinn...

there are spells here that have fed you for 24 years.

I swear to King Solomon

who ruled all the djinns of Egypt, Babylon, and Israel,

and to his God,

if you don't leave this girl now,

I will burn you alive in this cursed place.

Tell that God of yours

I'm not afraid of him!

This is my last warning to you.

If you don't leave this body...

you will die.

-It died. The djinn died! -Enough!

Are you okay?

K�bra!

It died. The djinn died.

You're saved.

-Ms. Refika, it's okay. -K�bra...

Your daughter is saved.

-K�bra, my darling! -Your girl is saved.

-May God bless you, Hodja. -May God bless us all.

I haven't seen my daughter this well for years.

What about the people who cast the spell?

Can we find them?

K�bra is saved, that's all that matters.

Don't worry, God will punish them.

It is 02:05 am.

Faruk Akat subdued the djinn called Sare,

which allegedly�possessed the patient�s body

during the seance he conducted, or killed her, as he claimed.

Surprisingly, K�bra Duran's blood pressure and pulse�Iook normal.

The nausea, vomiting, and fever

that were present four hours ago have perished.

The patient claims that she doesn't feel the djinn in her body

or around her after all those years and she feels fine.

Who do you think cast the spell?

Someone close to the family or someone very jealous.

Is it this easy to cast a spell?

-Have you heard of something called Dabbe? -I have. But I don't know what it means.

Dabbe is a sign of the apocalypse mentioned in the Quran.

It proclaims that it will surround the earth like a web

and enter every home.

Doesn't that sound like the Internet?

The Internet?

Think again.

It will surround the earth like a web

and enter every home.

Www...

World Wide Web.

-The web that surrounds the earth. -...the earth.

No way.

The Internet, Ms. Ebru,

is the biggest sign of the apocalypse.

The Internet is the reason why there's an increase�in spell incidents.

You can now access the most dangerous black magic spells about djinns

with one click on the Internet.

What can be more frightening than that?

Who is uploading these spells onto the Internet?

Whether it's people or djinns,

I don't know.

Anyway, this is a long debate. I'm going to bed.

-Good night. -Have a nice sleep.

K�bra?

-What is it? -I don't know.

-I think it's K�bra. -How?

-K�bra! K�bra isn't in her room! -Sister, calm down!

-Okay, calm down. -Where is she?

Mom! Something's happened to my aunt!

-Ms. Fatma! -Mom! Look at auntie! Auntie!

-Aunt Fatma, who did this to you? -Ms. Fatma!

-I'm calling an ambulance. -Do it, quickly.

Ms. Refika, calm down.

The tree.�The wish tree.

-It's okay. -What tree?

-The wish tree. -Who?

-At the wish tree. -Is it K�bra?

Ebru, get the car ready.

-K�bra! -Be careful! Don't step in the circle!

My daughter.

I don't die!

If you kill me a thousand times...

I come back a thousand times!

This body

will be mine.

-K�bra! Don't! -K�bra!

Quickly!

It's because of me!

Okay.

Okay. Faruk Hodja, you're not coming. Don't. Close the door!

-Doctor, what are you doing? -Don't call me Doctor.

-This is all your fault. Shut the door. -Ebru, calm down.

-I don't know what happened. -You're a fraud!

I told you we should take her to the hospital.�Shut the door!

Something's wrong. This shouldn't have happened.

Shut it!

Fraud!

K�bra is fine.

She's in the hospital.

Which hospital?

Ms. Fatma!

And yet you're still�not ashamed of filming?

Filming will continue until this matter is resolved, Ms. Fatma.

-K�bra's father... -Your brother?

Yes.

Do you know how he died?

How?

When K�bra was born...

she was just a small baby like this.

We sent word for my brother.

He came.

He started strangling her in her crib with his two hands

and said, "The child of the devil."

I pushed him.

And he fell.

There was black foam coming out of his mouth.

His eyes grew big.

His tongue swelled up.

My brother...

he died in front of my eyes, Hodja.

I always wondered.

I always wished I hadn't saved K�bra.

I don't know.

While he was dying...

he said something to me.

Sare.

Sare.

The djinn's name.

How do you think my brother bought this big mansion?

He was a poor peasant.

He bought lands, mansions.

He never told me how.

Ms. Fatma...

tell me someone who can talk about Kibledere.

Ilyas.

Ilyas Aloglu.

He is the only villager who lives in Kibledere.

Kibledere.

What did you do, Bilal Duran?

Who did you hurt?

Seventy-one. Seventy-five.

What are you?

Hidayet, peace be with you.

This number always comes up in this story.

Seven, one, seven five.

Do you know what it means?

Hold on a second.

In the 1600s, there was a cult, half Christian and half Muslim.

I think I saw this number in pictures in their books, but I'm not sure.

How can I see those pictures? It's a matter of life and death.

Okay, Faruk, I'll e-mail them to you if I can find them.

-Please, it's an urgent matter. -Okay, I'll look into it.

Thank you.

Oh, my God!

My God!

God, my God!

-Are you okay? -I'm fine, how about you?

I'm f�ne. What is it?

Don't worry about me. How is K�bra?

Not so good. I spoke to her doctor.

Hodja, I'm sorry I yelled at you today. I was in shock.

-Not a problem. -How is that not a problem?

Look what happened to you, what I have drawn you into.

I don't know why I came here in the first place.

I mean, was it for my own ambitions, or for K�bra?

I'm totally confused, Hodja.

You mean well, Ebru.

What are you doing here?

I'm looking for a road that leads to Kibledere.

A guy dropped me off here, told me it's behind the hill.

Kibledere? What could you find there? It�s in ruins.

This thing will be resolved in Kibledere, Ebru.

There is this guy named Ilyas Aloglu. Ms. Fatma told me to find him.

Faruk Hodja, it's over, let it go!

You couldn't pull this off, okay?

Give up before you make a bigger mess.

-I won't stop until this is over! -God!

Kibledere.

We're finally here.

People lived here once.

Now djinns have taken over.

So, djinns live in those ruins?

It's yet to be seen.

-Come. Come here. -What is it?

-What? -Film this.

Again?

Seven, one, seven, five.

Hodja, you've figured out everything except the meaning of this number.

Give me the tripod, Hodja, so you can walk easily.

Interesting.

Interesting.

What is this place, Ebru?

This is a big village.

What interests me is...

why did all those people abandon this place?

Why did everyone leave their homes?

Are you asking me, Faruk Hodja?

I'm asking you, of course. Aren't you and K�bra from this village?

I think the sound came from over there.

Look, I think it came from right over there.

Don't you remember anything about this village?

No. I don't.

A reason, Ebru. There must be a reason.

There must be a reason why all these people left their village.

Then go online and do a research on Kibledere Village.

Look at the old dates.

You can find lots of strange stories in newspapers about this place.

What strange stories? Go on, tell me.

We spoke to all the villagers, they're all superstitions.

They still believe it, don't you see?

They were scared, so they ran. That's it.

Superstition!

That's all you know. That's all you always say.

-Superstition! -God!

Let's find this guy Ilyas and see if it is superstition or not.

But how are we supposed to find him? We've been searching for an hour.

How should I know? We should look for a house with lights on.

Faruk Hodja, stop. Don't move. A scorpion on the wall.�Don't get close.

There's 7175 again.

-So, Faruk Hodja? - I told you I didn't know what it means.

I called a friend who knows something about these numbers.

He's going to send me some pictures.

We'll see when they arrive. Okay?

Okay. Don't go mad.

Faruk Hodja!

What?

Faruk Hodja, something ran past behind you.

Stop. Don't go. It was all black, I saw it.

-A black thing? -It ran inside, there!

Faruk Hodja, don't go in, maybe it's a dog or an animal...

Faruk Hodja!

Shoot!

Faruk Hodja!

Faruk Hodja!

Where have you been? I looked inside, but you weren't there.

-Are you okay? -Okay, I'm fine. I'm here.

-Why weren't you in there? Where were you? -Calm down.

Okay. I'm here. I looked around, it's fine.

-Are you all right? -I'm fine, let's find the house.

Okay, come on.

-Let's go this way. -Okay.

Faruk Hodja.

Faruk Hodja, where are you going? No one would live in a place like this.

Let's go.

What is that?

Come on.

What the hell is this?

Ms. Ebru!

Yes?

We've found it. Here.

Wait for me.

-Come. -Together.

-Ilyas Aloglu? -Yes, that's me.

Mr. Ilyas, my name is Ebru. I am a psychiatrist.

Before I explain why we're here, I'd like to tell you about the cameras...

There's no need. I know why you're here. Come.

We'll talk upstairs.

Isn't this the shepherd we saw on the road?

Yes, he is.

-Take off your shoes. -Of course.

Come. This way.

-Thank you. -You're welcome.

-Could I leave this here? -Okay.

Now, Brother Ilyas.

What happened to the people in Kibledere?

The sins of two people cursed the entire village.

Which two people?

Bilal Duran...

and Remzi Karaduman.

-Remzi Karaduman? -Yes.

Do you know him?

-My father? -Yes, your father.

See, 24 years ago,

K�bra's father, Bilal, and your father, Remzi,

started looking for a treasure with the help of a djinnia.

-A djinnia? -A female djinn. Was her name Sare?

Yes, Sare.

Sare is a member of a djinn clan that can live inside a human body.

The Zuzula Clan.

A very dangerous djinn clan who knows about buried treasures.

After Bilal and Remzi�found the treasure,

I mean, the gold...

they decided to kill Sare.

How?

When Sare was inside a human body, they buried her under the cursed tree.

Is that the wish tree behind the road?

-Yes. -Hold on a second.

Please, tell me what your evidence

is regarding Uncle Bilal and my father being treasure hunters.

How did...

two poor villagers suddenly become rich?

Bilal bought himself a big mansion.

He had tons of money in the bank.

Your father...

went to lzmir.

Have you ever thought about

where all that land and properties came from?

Those who killed Uncle Bilal...

do they come from the same clan as Sare?

Yes.

They killed your father, too.

Mr. Ilyas!

My father died in a car crash. This has nothing to do with it.

-Hodja! They caused the accident! -This is just nonsense!

-Calm down. -Doctor!

They drew you here.

You have to be very careful.

They have never-ending hatred and vengeance.

Do they want K�bra's body for Sare?

Yes.

That's why they didn't let her get married.

They will resurrect Sare as a virgin in her body.

Reincarnation.

Reincarnation?

Reincarnation is the work of the djinns.

They transfer all of someone's�life force� into another brain

and completely destroy the past personality of the host.

Reincarnation...

is possession.

So, when K�bra and Sare are the same age, they will transfer Sare's soul to her

and take her to their world.

Yes.

Look...

Look at these.

Oh, my God!

What are these?

Good God.

I ask God for his forgiveness.

Look.

This is what happened to the people of Kibledere.

Bilal and Remzi.

After they found the treasure and sold the gold,

they gave some money to the villagers.

Then all of them were cursed.

Their kids were born with defects

and they suffered countless afflictions.

People went mad and committed suicides, and so on!

Look...

I've told all of this only to you.

Why us?

Because I want this curse to end.

But Ilyas, how do you know all of this?

My wife told me.

Is your wife here?

My wife is not human.

She is a djinnia.

Is she here right now, Ilyas?

Yes.

She can see you.

But you can't see her.

-What's her name? -Zahuriyesh.

Is she a Muslim?

Would Zahuriyesh help us?

Would Zahuriyesh help you?

In the name of God.

In the name of God.

In the name of God.

Zahuriyesh.

We mean well.

We have nothing to do with you or your husband.

We want to help that innocent girl, K�bra.

Will you help K�bra?

Zahuriyesh?

What is 7175?

Help us.

God!

My God!

In the name of God.

God!

Oh, God!

Good God!

-What is it? -Zahuriyesh wants you to leave.

-But Mr. Ilyas-- -No buts!

She is afraid of the Zuzula djinns.

She says they can harm us because we are talking to you.

-Why? -Because she says you killed one of them.

The djinn that haunted K�bra, she called herself Sare.

That's not Sare. They say that because they want K�bra to turn into Sare.

-Sare is buried under the cursed tree. -Should we go to the cursed tree?

Go now. We told you everything.

Go before you put us or yourselves in danger.

-Move, quick. -Get out! Go.

Go!

I don't believe any of this. It's nonsense.

-Enough! -God!

How are we ever going to solve this thing?

-What's this? What are these? -In the name of God.

What's that?�What are these?

-Oh, my God! It's blood! -Ebru, calm down.

-I thought there was nobody here? -Ebru, calm down.

Is this a joke? Who did this?

Who did this?

Oh, my God! The car.

-It's all over the car, everywhere. -Ebru, calm down!

-Oh, God, who did this? -Ebru, get in the car. Calm down!

Okay. It's going to be okay, Ebru.

Ebru, just calm down. It's going to be...

What...

What's going on?

Faruk Hodja!

Get in the car!

In the name of God.

Quickly.

Get in the car!

Go!

I don't believe my father was involved in this.

I think the best thing to do is pray.

So all this happened because Sare was murdered?

Look, Ms. Ebru.

According to this book, in order to lift the curse

of an undeservedly murdered innocent djinn,

we need to dig out the djinn from where it's buried,

wrap it in a blessed shroud, and bury it somewhere else.

The story holds that Arab nomads buried the djinns

they accidentally killed in the desert to avoid the curse.

So, we're going to the cursed tree?

First, let's drop by the town and get a shovel and a shroud.

Ms. Ebru!

-What? -I found it, Ms. Ebru!

Are you going to open it?

I don't know.

What's this?

What's in that?

Faruk Hodja!

Where are you going? Let me get the camera.

Ms. Ebru.

Don't film me while I'm burying the djinn.

Okay, fine.

Do you need any help?

No.

What happened?

Is it over?

It's over.

I've buried it.

What's that?

Calm down.

Ms. Ebru, calm down.

Faruk Hodja.

Zuzula Djinn Clan.

I have given you Sare's dead body back.

If you can hear me...

Sare...

She is below the ground with a clean body.

Stop haunting innocent K�bra.

We've done our part.

And you stay away from that body!

It's done.

-What do you mean? -It's over.

They are gone.

Oh, God, please bless my daughter with a serene life.

-Amen. God willing! -Amen.

Mom, stop exaggerating.

No. It's nothing.

But I have to talk to you when I'm there.

Yes.

It's about Dad.

Not now, I'll talk to you when I'm back.

Okay.

See you. Bye.

Dad.

How is she, Refika?

She's is sleeping.

Okay, I'll leave her alone.

-Esra. -Yes?

Where is Mine?

She's with her grandmother.

Okay, good.

This has been going on for thousands of years.

We can�t change anything on our own; neither you nor me.

I'm not sure about anything, Faruk Hodja.

It's better than being sure of everything. Believe me.

Anyway,

thank you for your cooperation.

And thank you for your patience.

-Ilyas! -What is it?

-The guy you talked to. He just called. -What? What happened?

He said it was a matter of life and death. He said to come quickly.

He says if you don't go, Hodja, K�bra will die.

Okay. Don't worry. I'm going.

Please, stay with K�bra, my child, I'm so scared.

-Please. -Okay, I'm here.

-Okay, I'm going then. -Okay, go. Come, sit here.

Faruk Hodja! Faruk Hodja, get the camera!

Why don't I have a signal here?

This has been stinging since this morning.

What is this?

What the hell?

Oh, my God!

Who put this here?

As you can see, I've found this magical element

hidden in one of my underwears.

I don't know what it means,

but there are pictures of K�bra and me on it.

I don't know who did this or why, but this figure looks like it is peeing.

And this looks like a toilet.

I don't know if this is related to the toilet spell we saw before.

I am really scared.

That is why I must use this hidden camera from now on.

Yes.

What's going on there? Something's happening.

-Hello, Hidayet? -Hello, Faruk.

Did you look at the pictures I sent you about 7175?

I got the pictures and downloaded them onto my laptop.

-Did you find out what they mean? -Open them now.

Wait, I'm in the car. Let me pull over.

I'm looking at one of the pictures now.

This is the painting that the half Muslim and half Christian cult uses.

I know. Go on.

The number 7175� is a 2,000-year-old code, Faruk.

Okay. Tell me.

You know, Christians say that Jesus was killed on the cross,

but according to Islam, he wasn't crucified.

Yes, the Quran mentions it in Surah An-Nisa Verse 157.

Jesus definitely wasn't crucified and killed.�Go on.

Now write 7175 on a piece of paper.

On a paper...

Yes.

Now write the Arabic versions of those numbers below them.

Read it.

-Vivo. -Vivo means "I'm alive," Faruk. In Latin.

Just like it says in the Quran.

7175 cult members, who don't believe that Jesus died or was crucified

said exactly this.

I'm reading it directly:

"O, the cursed spirit that cried of hell before the cross.

Thank God, you did not pierce Jesus' skull with spikes of hell.

And vile nails did not touch his hands.

I, your God, didn't entrust his pure soul to your cursed souls.

My beloved Jesus, my servant, is by my side.

Know and let it be known

that Jesus, son of Mary, is not dead, he lives.

And Jesus said,

Vivo."

This cult, which then believed that Jesus was alive,

turned the word VIVO into code and that's how 7175 emerged, Faruk.

Let's get back to your case.

Djinns that are buried after being believed to be dead by people

let the others know they are alive through this code.

Faruk?

-Faruk? -Sare.

The female djinn.

Is she not dead, then?

"If you unearth a dead djinn,

the curse is then lifted.

If you unearth a living djinn,

the curse...

intensifies."

Sare...

was buried alive.

They imprisoned her in the cursed tree.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God, what did I do?

What did you do?

What did you do?

Ilyas.

Ilyas, what happened?

Where is the Doctor?

K�bra!

K�bra, what's happened to you?

K�bra!

What is going on, Ilyas?

That mother and daughter set up everything.

They're going to give the Doctor's body to Sare instead of K�bra's!

Why did you leave the house?

-You called me. -How the hell could I call you?

-I don't even have a phone! How then? -What are you talking about, Ilyas?

The Zuzula Clan has killed my wife.

They are here, Hodja.

They are everywhere.

Ilyas!

-It's too late now, Hodja. -Ilyas, what happened?

It's too late!

Ilyas!

My God!

My God!

Oh, my God!

Ebru?

Ebru?

In the name of God.

Good God!

Ebru?

Ebru?

Ebru?

Ebru?

Ebru!

Good God!

Oh, my God!

My God!

Good God!

Ebru!

They took Ebru.

Body exchange.

They will give Ebru to Sare.

Kibledere!

Ebru!

Ebru!

Oh, my God!

My God!

Refika?

Esra?

Don't you fear God?

Are you not afraid of God?

Prophet Joseph in the bottom of the well...

God.

Joseph.

Ebru.

Ebru, open your eyes.

Sister Refika.

Why?

What did I ever do to you?

Right.

You did nothing, Ebru.

Your father is to blame.

Your father, Remzi.

He sought out treasures for years.

He chased the money.

And besides...

it was your father who made the djinns haunt my daughter.

He piled up all the money, properties, and riches.

He took you away and saved you and your family.

My daughter was the one who suffered.

My child suffered for years.

Enough.

It's your turn now.

Do you understand?

I will take my daughter and leave this place.

From now on,�Sare will consume your soul.

She will hold you captive.

This is your problem now.

My daughter is saved, do you understand?

Enough.

You've lived your life, Ebru.

Now it's our turn.

My sister and I are going to�live life to the fullest.

Esra.

Sister Refika!

Esra!

Get me out of here!

Sister Refika!

What did I do to you?

How am I going to get out?

Sister Refika!

I can't breathe!

Calm down. I need to get out of here.

I need to get out.

How am I going to get out? Let me out of here!

Oh, God! How am I�going to get out of here?

Faruk Hodja!

Help!

Help! God, please, help me!

Please, God, help me!

Oh, God! Please, go.

What...

Go, please.

Faruk Akat Hodja was rescued from the well by villagers,

but he was severely injured.

He suffered amnesia due to injuries sustained to the head.

His whereabouts are kept secret by his family.

No one has been able to locate Refika, Esra, and K�bra Duman.

The police are still looking for them.

It was revealed that their entire estate was sold right before the incident.

Legal authorities haven't issued a formal report

regarding the fate of Dr. Ebru Karaduman.

Her mother and her university don't want to talk about the incident

under any circumstances.

This film was inspired by a true event.

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