The story of the village of scorpions by the writer Muhammad Shaaban Al-Arif
Centuries ago, in a village in Egypt, they say that sins can turn a person's
life into hell. They also say that the beginning of the steps of immorality
and curses begins with a single step, and a person gets used to it to some
extent after that it remains a habit for him; It is natural that getting
used to sins leads to destruction.
Mounir El Shafei
This is me
I am 25 years old
He lived in one of the rural villages, and as usual in our village, people
were good and in their condition, but they were also ignorant, and ignorance
breeds misconceptions among people, and these misconceptions remain habits
and circulating words that people get used to and consider them normal
things for them even though they are wrong and All of it is ignorance upon
ignorance, and the most important wrong term that was used in our village is
the term (knowledge) or (knowledge)....
This title is known by all those who work in magic and witchcraft. For our
village, it was one of the things that Muslims believe in, like eating and
drinking. For example, if someone from the village had any disease or any
problem, he would not go to a doctor or to the police. No... anyone would
stay at Crisis used to go to some of those who work in magic, but I did not
believe in this issue and I used to see that whoever goes to a knower or a
knower will remain a stupid and ignorant person, our life was walking to
some extent, and on the day I came back from my work in my father’s land,
may God have mercy on him, I found my mother crying I entered through the
door of the house and went and sat next to her and asked her...
- What's wrong with you, Om Mounir, why do you give me?!
My mother looked at me and said sadly...
- All girls get married, and your sister doesn't get grooms.
I replied to her and I'm trying to ease her...
- My mother, this marriage is a division and a share, and then it is not
possible to delay her marriage, for a wisdom that God knows.
My mom replied sarcastically...
- No, my son, your sister must have work for her from one of her friends or
her neighbor... Tomorrow in the morning I will go to the acquaintance, Um
Hassan, and she will see her money.
I hit her fist with a fist and said nervously...
- Either you know who you are, or... We will praise you for magicians and
magicians at the end of time.
My mom replied angrily.
- What magicians and magicians... Any knower or woman who has a gift from
God and is able to see the horoscope, what is hidden and what is hidden from
our eyes.
I replied to her while I got up and went out to my room...
- Do what you do, mother, but I am not satisfied and do not agree with your
words... Do you know what God made her see the horoscope!!!
My mother slept and went out of my bed, changed my robes, ate and slept
because she did not like my words, nor did she like them. Except for one day
and the next, my mother and sister did not speak to me because they were
almost angry with me until it had passed 3 days... That day I came home as
usual after a day of misery and cultivation in On the floor, I entered my
room, I found my mother preparing food for me, and after I ate, I changed my
clothes and slept on the bed, but suddenly I woke up to the sound of a knock
on the door of my room. .
- Who??.... Who knocked on the door!
No one answered me, so I said that I may have heard wrongly, or maybe I was
worried, for example, I entered my room again, closed the door on me, and
entered to sleep on the bed, but as soon as I straightened my body, I heard
the sound of footsteps under the bed, footsteps under the bed.. How is
this!!!
I got up and turned on the gas lamp and looked under the bed, but I didn't
find anyone, nor did I find anything strange, so I got out and sat on the
bed again, but as soon as I sat down, I heard a woman's voice behind me
saying...
(The poison will become like blood, and it will spread like fire among them)
I turned around to see who she was talking to. Behind me, I found a woman
sitting on the bed with her back facing me. I didn't see anything from her,
so I got up and went towards her while saying it...
- Who are you, lady, and how did you get here?!
I didn't want to hit me until I got close to her, and as soon as I stood up
for her, I found her she flew off the bed and hit me, I hit her on me, she
fell on the ground and she stayed on my chest, her features were not clear
because her face was black, I tried to push her from me but I couldn't move
as if I was I was satisfied, I kept hitting my legs on the ground and with
my hands I was trying to get her away from me but she was very strong and I
was not able to do it, suddenly she brought her face to my face and screamed
with all her might and with her scream many scorpions started coming out of
her and looking at my body... I felt With their little legs and their pinch
in my body...The pain was unbearable and the sound of my screams almost
reached the end of the country, but also what was unbearable was the thick
smoke that filled the room because of the fire caused by the gas lamp that I
was holding when it fell from me to the ground, I kept screaming while I was
recovering to some extent The pain of scorpion stings and the intensity of
the smoke made me shut up and kept calming myself until I started to lose
consciousness and I saw the fire everywhere around me and I also saw the
woman who was sitting on my chest and behind her standing two other women
exactly like her... the world started to get dark And my sense of life began
to disappear, and my body began to succumb to fainting or death.........
"2015 somewhere before the entrance to Minya Governorate, Egypt"
While working on developing the desert road; The company digging found its
workers before the entrance to Minya governorate in a desert place, tombs
buried under the ground, so the government summoned a committee from the
Ministry of Antiquities to discover and find out what these tombs are, and I
was a member of this committee....
Walid Al-Dakrouri
This is me
I work in the Ministry of Antiquities
I was a member of the committee that was going to visit the place of the
tombs that the workers discovered by chance while they were digging during
their work in developing the desert road before Minya. Ordinary and not
related to archaeological tombs; This is what was clear from the
tombstones... But the question here is, how did these cemeteries become
underground like this? What is a strange thing also that the cemeteries of
ordinary people apparently have not been discovered for thousands of years,
and there is no need for them to remain underground in this way!
* Centuries ago in a village in Egypt *
The end of deceit and magic is blackness over all... And blackness will
prolong idle in falsehood and the innocent before the criminal; Blackness
will prolong the innocent because he saw the mistake and remained silent,
and the criminal will prolong because he was the reason that blackness is
permissible for everyone......
I am Jamal Hamdan
I am 18 years old
He lives in a rural village in Egypt. Life in our village was like the rest
of the villages around us of agricultural lands, livestock and houses, but
the difference in our village is the presence of sorcerers in a lot...
People in our country believe in magic to the extent that they call the
witch a knower and the sorcerer a knower, they don't know what they know but
people called them This is because they say that they know and see things
that we as ordinary people cannot know or see...!
The story started from the day I caught a glimpse at night while I was
sitting in my room at the window of a strange thing in front of our house,
which was like all the houses in the village, consisting of one floor. At
that time, I saw at night the woman, Um Munir, our neighbor, and she was
spraying water at the door of our house. I thought that what you were doing
was evil, until the second day I noticed strange symptoms in my sister. My
sister began to convulse and speak in a voice that was not her own; At that
time I intervened and said to my mom and dad...
- We have to give it to Hakim.
Mom replied...
- No, we are Indians for the acquaintance Abu Imad.
I reacted angrily to my mother and told her...
- Do you know what, mom... and you, dad, are convinced of her words?!
Dad answered me firmly...
-Your mother is right...your sister is enchanted, she and her two daughters
are enchanted, since they were with us yesterday and they walked with the
three of them in the same condition, strange convulsions and talking in
voices not their own, we must take your sister and take her so that he can
see what happened to her.
I fought with them, but the fight was useless because they heard the words
of their brain and took it on the same day to one of the imposters; But
their visit was useless because my sister also remained tired as she is. The
addition is that they were convinced by the words of the knower who told
them that my sister had a job and in order for this job to fall apart, she
had to drink from the strange water that he gave them in a strange-looking
bottle..
All this didn't matter to me. I was the one who cared about Umm Munir, who
decided to go to her house and ask her about the water that I sprayed
outside our house. My mother is dying, and my father is dying. Her son,
Munir, whose condition frankly becomes difficult for the infidel... Munir
was going out to cultivate his father’s land, and he was silent in a way
that was not normal. At night, I went to Munir's house, and as soon as I
knocked, I heard screams from inside, and after that I saw thick smoke
coming out from under the door.But the strange thing is that I noticed a lot
of scorpions started coming out of the house, I was still going to act or
call someone, but suddenly I moved away from the door and ran towards our
house because I heard the sound of my mother’s voice, I ran towards the
house that when I entered it, I found my mother and father standing next to
the bed of my sister who had a corpse, Oh, my sister died, and my father and
mother were standing crying over her, but in the midst of all this, I heard
voices and sounds of commotion coming from outside the house. I'm still
going out to see what's going on.
I ran and tried to get my mother and father out, but the fire started
spreading at a terrible speed around us, and along with it, scorpions were
spreading that started coming out from under my sister’s bed. I tried to
escape from the house, me and my family, but the thick smoke made us unable
to breathe and we started to pass out one after the other. I sat on the
ground towards the door of the house, which was not opening, and I kept
screaming with all my might, but my screams increased when I felt the
scorpions walking on my body and pinching me. Unfortunately, I could not
resist and began to close my eyes. The last thing I saw was my sister and
her two daughters with her, but their shapes were changing, their bodies
were black and their hair was scary, as if they had become demons... I tried
to resist, but my resistance was weaker than all the factors around me. I
started to give in and close my eyes, but before I could close I heard a
sentence coming from my sister...
(The poison will become like blood, and it will spread like fire among them)
And with this sentence, my end was when I closed my eyes and didn't feel
after that anything.....
"2015"
We entered the tombs as an examination committee with a group of workers
with us, but we did not discover anything strange because we discovered that
these tombs are ordinary tombs, not archaeological ones... The tombs were
clear that they were ordinary people who lived in this place, but the whole
place was desert and there was nothing to indicate that he was there. People
already live in it before!
A permit was issued to transfer the remains of the bodies that were buried
in these cemeteries to other cemeteries, and the government said that the
company would complete the excavation and development work on a road. Until
one day, I found an envelope on my desk... The envelope was written on it
that the one who sold it was someone named (Uncle Muhammad Khader), this man
was one of the workers who transported the bodies from these strange
cemeteries to the charity cemeteries, I grabbed the big brown envelope and
opened it to find inside him.....
* Centuries ago in a village in Egypt *
When the resurrection comes, it will not differentiate between the rich and
the poor, and when the wrath of our Lord will come upon people because of
their ignorance and lack of faith in God and their belief in wrong beliefs
and habits, then anger and punishment will not differentiate between the son
of a farmer, the son of an employee, or even the son of a mayor.....
I am Ragab Khayal
I am 16 years old
I am Ibn Owais Al-Khayal, the mayor of the village of Al-Aqrab, and if you
will ask me why our village was given this name, I will tell you that I
really do not know anything for sure that I can tell you that our village
was called by this name for this reason, but the elders in the country say
that a time before this village was built and inhabited by people A hotbed
for insects, especially scorpions, but with the presence of people and their
gathering in the place... The country has become clean and scorpions no
longer appear, and there are other people who say that the country was given
this name because it is full of witches and charlatans or as people call
them knowing....
Nabi, I don’t know what they know, but I woke up to the world, I found my
family, and all the people around me say that anyone who practices magic and
works knows, my life was a beautiful life and it was all running, playing,
jumping and playing... Oh, my right to be spoiled for what I am the mayor's
son; Unfortunately, life began to change with the return of my sister from
her friend, Hamdan's cousin. My sister, from the moment she returned from
her, was upside down.
- What do you think, father, when we take it to the uncle of Sheikh Mahmoud
Al-Bajouri, he is a righteous man and the imam of a mosque and he will never
do anything that angers our Lord and for sure...
My father interrupted me while he was telegraphing me....
- What is this... By God, you have grown up and you have an opinion, O
Rajab, O son of Zainab, Sheikh Mahmoud, who did your sister give to in the
mosque, and then from my nation, I mean, we treat the clothes-clothed in the
mosques!
Your sister is being treated with magic, and no one knows how to undo magic
unless he is one of those who know. I will take your sister and take her to
the most knowledgeable one in the country, and you, my brother, stay with
your Sheikh Mahmoud al-Bajouri, disappointed.
My father told me that, and he took my sister and they went to one of the
sorcerers in the town or as they say (and he called her to Aref)... I kept
waiting for him at home until he and my sister came back, but when my sister
came back with him, she looked very tired and it was clear that she was
tired He didn't say anything, my sister's appearance made me ask my father
what he did with the acquaintance... He replied to me and told me that he
had taken her to an old acquaintance who told him that she had stepped on
sprinkled magic and that magic would break when she drank from a bottle that
looked strange, so he amazed her, honestly I wasn't convinced And the house
will get wet, and I walked and went to the mosque, I entered and prayed, and
after I finished the duty of our Lord, I sat with Sheikh Mahmoud Al-Bajouri
in front of the mosque, and I told him what was happening to my sister, and
after I finished my words, he answered me and said...
- Do you think, Ragab, my son, how did God's wrath work?!
I looked at the Sheikh in astonishment and told him...
- And what does God's wrath have to do with what happens to my sister, Uncle
Sheikh?!
answer me....
- What is the one with your sister? This is a test and the test, my son. God
sends him to the servant for two reasons. The first reason is that he is
lost and God tests him to return him to the path of truth. The second reason
is that he is a righteous servant, and God tests him to test the strength of
his faith and see that he will weaken the temptations of Satan. Nor will it
remain stable.
I replied to the sheikh with a question...
- Well, what is my sister's fault? My sister is good and in her condition,
and...
The sheikh cut me off.
- Your sister is like most of the girls in the country, and your family is
like most of the people of the country. Any problem that happens to them,
they go to magicians and charlatans and seek help from them. Magic, my son,
remains a solution to problems. Oh, but a temporary solution is not
permanent. What lasts is faith in God Almighty... And God, my son, gets
angry at those who commit sins while they are intending and continuing in
their sins.
I replied to the sheikh...
- I mean, what my sister has is anger from God?!
Sheikh replied...
- God knows best, my son... But may God heal us and protect us from the
punishment of the Almighty God. Ignorance, my son, has spread in a strange
way in the country, and my voice is barking with the people who come to the
mosque to pray, and by the way, your father is one of them. Many say that
those who know Wizards and charlatans, and their visit to them does not
prevent evil or bring good, but most of those who come to pray do this so
that people see them and call them pilgrims and committed in congregational
prayers, and they do not really believe in God, because if they really
believed in Him, they would not have gone to the magicians Wal....
The sheikh's words were interrupted by sounds of loud commotion and
commotion outside the mosque. He and I got up to run to see what was going
on. People were running and the houses of the town were getting excited, but
one of those running caught my eye, he was running fast and he was saying..
(Oh, a dirty year, children... The houses of the country are burning, even
the mayor's house was not spared from the fires)
Mayor's House!!!
O black and rainy day, our house is burning...!
These were my words that I told the sheikh, and after that I ran towards our
house, but before I reached the house, I caught a glimpse of the woman (Umm
Hassan) standing in front of her house, screaming and saying
incomprehensible words about jinn, about poison, about a storm, and 40
days!!
I didn't understand anything from what she said because I didn't catch up
with her because I was running fast and also because her son Hassan took her
and entered their house, who also started to get mad after they entered him.
I reached the direction of our house, which I found burning, but when I
heard the screams of my father and my sister inside him, I felt that there
was hope that I would get them out. I tried to enter through the door, but
the fire prevented me, so I broke a window and entered through it. It was
the window of my sister’s room. Also, their shapes were strange and their
clothes were full of blood and dirt and scorpions were walking on every part
of their body, and their bodies were thrown on the ground by my father as he
looked at them in horror and said...
- How did you die, my daughter, and wake up again, then who are these and
where did this fire come from, it and the scorpions!!!
My sister replied...
(The poison will become like blood, and it will spread like fire among them)
The first time she said that, the scorpions began to multiply in the room. I
went towards my father and tried to straighten him, but unfortunately the
scorpions became so numerous around us that they covered the floor and the
walls of the room. My father and I stepped on them and tried to go towards
the window, but unfortunately the scorpions caught up with us and pinched
them with smoke. The fire that spread throughout the house made us sit on
the floor, I began to shake off the pain, and my father in moments left a
dead body next to me because of the smoke that we could not bear, and the
sting of scorpions that touched us. I could not close my eyes, I saw my
sister and the two girls who were with her, and their looks were very
strange and not clear because their hair was falling on their faces. I
recognized my sister from among them because of her clothes... But I do not
know what happened to her and who are these and why my sister remained like
this And how... In the end, I surrendered, closed my eyes, and began to
watch, while I was convinced inside me that this was the wrath of our Lord,
which Sheikh Al-Bajouri told me about...
"2015"
The envelope had written on it that the one who sold it was someone named
(Uncle Muhammad Khader). This man was one of the workers who transported the
remains of the bodies from these strange graves to the charity cemeteries. I
grabbed the big brown envelope and opened it to find inside it a
strange-looking book; The cover of the book was made of leather, but when I
opened it, I found yellow paper inside. The strange thing was that it wasn’t
the cover of the book or the paper inside... The strange thing was the words
written on the paper. And I began to read it with concentration and try to
interpret every sentence in it, and here are the words that were written in
handwriting....
The second part
(With the accuracy of 12 o'clock every day at night, the village remains
silent and there is no screaming for two days. Everyone stays at home and is
afraid to go out so as not to die because of the storm... The dust storm
that increases after 12 o'clock and continues until the sunrise of the new
day, the storm that It started about a month ago, and they say that it will
continue for 10 days, after which all the people of the village will die, so
let's escape from the village!!
We tried a lot to escape, but we couldn't find a way out, and all the roads
that exit or enter the village have almost disappeared; I mean, every time
someone tries to get out of the main road, he keeps walking on it until he
finds himself back again to the village gate, as if we were in a vicious
circle, or as if our village became the whole world for us, all these
troubles began to happen with the beginning of their appearance... all the
misfortunes began With the onset of scorpions.
The scorpions and the fire appeared a month ago and caused the destruction
of many homes and the death of many people, to the extent that there are
very few people left in the country. I am one of them. I remember that the
day the fire appeared and with it the scorpions. I was cursed by a clan of
jinn, and that this curse will continue for 40 days, and at the end there
will be a strong dust storm that will take away all that is left of the
village. Most of the houses were burned and scorpions remained everywhere at
night.. and during the day there will be a strong dust storm that
intensifies at night With scorpions appearing in abundance...
Our country was famous for witchcraft and the abundance of sorcerers in it,
and it was also famous for its people believing in sorcerers, sanctifying
them, and taking their words as if they were orders. It seems that the end
is coming, and the scorpions or the Jinn clan that cursed the country did
this by order of our Lord Almighty. There is no harm or benefit except by
order of the Lord of the people who used to hypocrite him and enter and pray
to him in the mosque, and after that they go out to offer the duties of
loyalty and obedience. To the charlatans, I tried a lot to speak and explain
to people that this is wrong, but whoever gets used to something cannot stop
it, and it seems that the magic and sorcerers that people used to sanctify
are the reason for our dark end...I write my words as I give up and declare
that I and all the people who remain from the people of the country cannot
find a solution. We cannot go out or go or come, and even the streets of the
country at night remain full of scorpions, and that is why I stayed at the
cemeteries far from the houses so as not to be seen. Scorpions, and I kept
enduring the heavy dust storm against me, I am writing these words knowing
that one day I will sleep next to the cemeteries and wake up in the morning
and not find myself in the country... I hope that I find myself in a better
place and I hope that God forgives me and me All the people of the country
who have left and those who remain, write my words in my notebook so that
whoever meets them after me will know why the village of Scorpions was
cursed and why it was hit by a dust storm...)I hope that I find myself in a
better place, and I hope that God will forgive me and all the people of the
country who have left and those who remain. I write these words in my
notebook so that whoever meets them after me will know why the village of
Scorpions was cursed and why it was hit by a dust storm..... )I hope that I
find myself in a better place, and I hope that God will forgive me and all
the people of the country who have left and those who remain. I write these
words in my notebook so that whoever meets them after me will know why the
village of Scorpions was cursed and why it was hit by a dust storm.....
)
I finished what was written in this book or notebook, got out of my office,
and went to the place where we found the tombs; Unfortunately, the workers
had finished the development work and the road remained asphalted and there
was nothing but the cars that were coming and going. At that time, I
remembered Muhammad Khader’s uncle who had sent me the notebook with the
diaries on my desk. I was easily able to reach his address and go to his
humble house. The man was Well, he greeted me with the best reception, and
after I drank tea with him, we started talking, or he was the one who
started talking to me when he said....
- Did you read what was written in the book that I sent you, Mr. Walid?!
I replied to him...
- Oh, I read it, but I can't understand what I read, and then where did you
find this notebook?!
Uncle Muhammad answered me...
- I found it next to a tombstone from the graves that you went to see, and
next to the notebook was a human skeleton, but I want to tell you that we
found another important thing..
Muhammad's uncle said this, and he got up and entered a room in the room of
his apartment, and after that he came back with an iron sign written on
it...
(Welcome to Scorpion Village)
And under that sentence was written...
(Knowledgeable Village)
Muhammad Al-Yafta's uncle condemned me while saying...
- This sign was located next to the graves. It seems that there was indeed a
village with this name, and God knows how it disappeared or where it
disappeared, but what is clear from the words in the book that I sent you
when I found you very interested in researching the issue of these unknown
graves is that the country or This village was cursed because its people
were doing hardships, and these hardships were the reason for their curse
and God’s wrath on them... I don’t know, Mr. Walid, whether you believe my
words or not, but what I want to confirm to you is that the words you read
are true to someone who was living in The village, he saw and lived its last
days. God knows what happened when, but it seems that it happened many years
ago... May God save us and get us out of this world in a good way, and the
most important thing is that He takes us out while He is satisfied with
us...
I looked at Muhammad Khader's uncle in astonishment and told him...
- Well, what can I do?!
Muhammad's uncle answered me and said...
- Present the evidence you have to the state and tell the people that there
was a village called the village of Scorpions that existed before the Minya
governorate and disappeared due to a severe sandstorm, and nothing remains
of it except the graves of its people who they found buried under the
ground.
I finished talking with Uncle Muhammad and I walked away from him with the
notebook and the sign... The notebook and the sign were not conclusive
evidence that this place was in a village, it is also not a sane person who
believes that a village in its condition has disappeared as if it did not
exist in the first place !!
I tried to talk to officials to try to find out the origin of the village,
but no one heard me. They explained the tombs they found as being the tombs
of a nearby village or old tombs where people were buried far from the
villages of Minya governorate; Their explanation was not very logical, but
we, as usual, like to relax our brains and do not like to discuss the matter
unless there are Pharaonic relics. Honestly, I am tired of trying so much to
prove that there was a village with this name, but there is something
missing... I do not find an explanation or an explanation. Justification for
the disappearance of the village, for sure the issue is big and I still do
not know many details about it that I can understand the origin of the
story...
I preferred this to some extent. One day I sat in my apartment alone as
usual and held the diaries in my hands and kept reading the same words,
maybe for the 100th time, and I also felt that something was missing. I was
sitting reading the diaries on the bed until I got tired and closed my eyes
and left. As I fell asleep, I woke up to a voice telling me...
(Welcome to Scorpion Village)
I opened my eyes and found myself in a strange desert place at night; The
whole place was completely dark except for the light of the moon that was
shining above my head... As I stood amazed, I focused on the place that I
discovered that it is the same place of the cemeteries that I saw a while
ago, or is this the place of the village that is no longer there, but I am
concentrating around me I heard a whisper in my heart..
(Open the notes you have)
I really found the diaries in my hands, so I opened them and as soon as I
opened them, it shone because I found the words that were written in them
different from what I read before I went to sleep. The new words that were
written were about 3 stories of 3 young men.. The first is called Mounir,
the second is Jamal Hamdan, and the third is His name is Ragab Al-Khayal,
they were stories similar to each other and their events were similar, but I
also did not understand anything from them until I finished reading the last
line in Ragab’s story, and at the end of it I felt the place change around
me, and with the change of place I heard the same voice that I woke up
saying...
(You enlightened the village of scorpions, Mr. Walid)
I looked around and found the scene completely changed. I was standing in a
rural village and people were walking in a very normal way, and the world,
uh, was night, but there were lights around me because of the gas lamps that
were placed on the windows of the houses from outside and in some places on
the street. The owner of the voice who said this to me, I found him a young
man who seemed strange to the people who were going and coming to my
destination... He was dusty and his clothes were worn out, or specifically
his djellaba was almost worn out, he approached me and said...
- Mr. Walid, don't worry, none of these people will see you, you are not in
this place right now.. I just wanted to make you understand what you have
been trying to understand a lot and I can't find a way to understand it, I
remain Muhammad Mahmoud Al-Bagoury, the eldest son of Sheikh Mahmoud
Al-Bagoury who you are I read about him in Ragab’s story, which I read in
the memoirs now. Professor Walid, I am the writer of the memoirs that you
received, and I am also the owner of the body that they found, a skeleton
next to the diaries and tombstones. Professor Walid, the whole story is not
with me only, not even in the stories that I let you read. And you know
about them by showing them to you as writings in the diaries, Mr. Walid,
what you want to understand, you will find at this...
He said that and was looking at something behind me with his hands. I turned
to see who he was looking for. I found him a young man wearing a galabiya
and looking like other people. I looked at him in astonishment and asked
him...
- Who are you?
He looked at me and said...
- I am the one who understood everything for you... The soul of Muhammad,
the son of Sheikh Mahmoud, was attached to the memoirs that you received,
and his soul is also the one who brought you here to see with your own
eyes... Name what you have in your imagination, dream, or world that has no
explanation, but believe me, everything I read and knew Or you will still
know it really happened many years ago...
I answered the same question again...
- I didn't know who you are either?!
He moved closer to me so that I could hear him clearly as he spoke and
said...
Any prophet, when he saw his family committing an indecency, he used to call
them, by order of our Lord, to turn away from it, and this is because he was
righteous and did not fear their oppression... He was only afraid of the
punishment of our Lord, and that is why he was calling them to the path of
truth, but I could not do that when I became aware of this world and I found
my mother a witch or as the people of the country say of her (arifa).... I
was not satisfied with what my mother did or with the spread of magic in the
country to the extent that it kept interfering in every aspect of life; But
I was helpless because my mother used to spend money on us from her job as a
fortune-teller, so I could not prevent her or the people of the country from
believing in their beliefs because I am simply an ordinary human being, not
a prophet, and this was my mistake that I realized after it was too
late....
Hassan Abdul Naim Jabbar
This is me
I am 20 years old
The third part
Since the day my sister and I came to this world, we did not know anyone
other than my mother after the death of my father. My mother, who when my
father died when we were young, learned magic at the hands of a charlatan,
or as the people of the country called him, the arif... This arif is my
mother, from whom I learned the job. And I inherited his books from him
after he died because he had no children. My mother taught me the job she
used to spend on us, and frankly, the job’s money and powers were too much
because the people of our country consider the scholar or the knowledgeable
as the scholars, like this for ordinary people, my mother raised us from
forbidden money, I know I used to try to stop her a lot, but when I told her
to stop working or even to object to her job, she would reply to me every
time with the same two sentences...
(I will not stop the job that you have grown up with, and I will not be able
to stop it because this track that he walks on cannot come back from it)
So I was silent and our life was going on as normal, and life preferred
going on as normal, until one day we had a woman named Umm Mounir, this
woman came with her daughter who had a problem... Her daughter was close to
her marriageable age and she was not offered grooms, honestly the girl There
was no need to prevent her marriage, but the marriage is also divided and
shared, and this is what the people of our country (the village of
Scorpions) are not convinced of. Every problem they have must be solved by a
man or woman who knows, the important thing is that this woman entered with
my mother in the work room. So Um Mounir was convinced that someone was
working for her daughter, and she told the woman while she was handing her a
strange-looking bottle...
(Your daughter has a working woman who has a job... Take this bottle and
spray what is in it from the house of the one you suspect is a worker for
your daughter to work and everything will be solved)
At that time, the six answered my mother and said...
(She is the daughter of our neighbor’s daughter. This girl has been her
entire life and she hates my daughter, but tell me, my lady, you can’t tell
me if she is the one doing the work or not?)
My mom replied...
(No, Om Mounir, this is something that is not in my power, nor in the power
of anyone who knows that he knows it. If you doubt it, try spraying this
water at her doorstep, and your daughter, the work will be removed from it,
and if it does not fall apart, it will be another one)
The lady replied to my mother and told her...
(Okay, our knowledgeable woman, after I spray the water, what will happen to
the bed!)
My mom replied...
(Isn't it your business, Umm Mounir... Do you not want your daughter to be
afraid?)
The woman replied...
(Now, Stan, now... your words are enforceable)
After the woman finished the session with my mother, I paid her money and
also gave my mother food like eggs, cheese and meat (a thing called Ikram
al-Arif, and this is something that anyone gives to the acquaintance or the
woman when they go to them). And I walked, almost two days after I walked, I
sat with my mother and asked her an important question that was going
through my head….
- Is it true, either the buzz will reduce the girl or Mounir?!
My mom answered me laughing...
- Neither will it decrease nor will it... This bottle will bring us more
customers because the work is sleeping.
I looked at my mother in astonishment and told her...
- How will you get customers?
Mom replied...
- The bottle that this woman took and sprayed at the door of her neighbor,
who, God knows best, has scorpion poison inside it, a talisman that makes a
jinn and his clan come to the girl who is going to do this, and when this
girl or any girls in the house step on the one who is sprayed Al-Azaza will
be afflicted by the jinn in his clan, and at that time they will go to
everyone who knows the country. They have more worries in their hearts, and
at that time no one will be able to treat them except me, because the magic
is only with me, so I will continue to treat her and take what I want, and
this is how Umm Mounir’s daughter will get married one day The days are like
all girls.
I replied to my mother who was saying her words while laughing a devilish
laugh....
- But this is not forbidden?!
The first time I told her that, her features changed and she said
nervously...
- No, my brother, it is not forbidden. This is how I treat those who will be
infected, and I will be able to control the jinn who will wear them. After
that, there is nothing forbidden with the people of a country called the
village of scorpions... A country where everyone has scorpions.. They all
work for each other and none of them love The second, and then why are you
interfering with what you don't have, get up and see what's behind you...
Come on Gore.
I left my mother and went out with my friends for a while in the country,
and after that I came back, but when I came back, I found my mother crying
next to my sister who was sleeping on her bed while she was shaking, at that
time I looked at my mother and told her...
- What is wrong with my sister, Um Hassan?!
My mom replied...
- Your sister was with her friend, and since the moment she came back, she
is like this.. I do not know her money and labor, I read about her, and she
is labor that shakes and does not speak.
I hit a palm with a palm and I tell her...
- What do you read, but what do you read.... We have to give it to Hakim.
My mom looked at me and flashed...
- Hakim and I are here!!.... I know Um Hassan who heals every sick person in
the country. I give my daughter to Hakim!!!
I will stay behind her until I make her fearful.
Honestly, I screamed with my mother and left her and left the house. I kept
sitting on the bench next to the door of the house until the morning. With
the onset of the day, I felt sleepy. In sleep, I don't know for how long,
but all I know is that I woke up to my mother's voice telling me...
"Wake up, Hassan... Catch me!"
I woke up and opened my eyes and found my mother standing next to me crying,
at that time I felt that my sister had a disaster, so I got up and ran
towards my sister, who was still the same (sleeping, convulsing, and
uttering incomprehensible words)
I looked at my sister and then I looked at my mother who was standing crying
behind me and told her...
- She is my sister, what happened to her??.... I have to give her to Hakim.
My mother replied to me while she was crying and putting her face on the
ground...
- It doesn't work anymore, my son... It doesn't work anymore.
I answered her and told her with a squawk...
- What is this that is no longer useful... What is wrong with me!!
My mother sat on the floor and said while she was crying...
- Your sister was with the daughter of Hamdan, she and the daughter of the
mayor, the daughter of Hamdan, Umm Munir's neighbor... Umm Munir, Rasht was
in the direction of Hamdan's house because of the blow I gave her, so your
sister and the daughter of the mayor were injured and the daughter of
Hamdan's daughter, I tried to distract him from her but, my son, this jinn
He and his clan came, and when I want to send him away from your sister, he
does not want to leave, because the covenant that I took with him is not
possible because of him, I cannot treat anyone because of him he wore it
from my family... The issue is lost and I will not be able to understand
everything, but all I can tell you is that your sister and Hamdan's daughter
and the decision The mayor's daughter inhabited a whole clan of jinn, and
this clan is formed in the form of scorpions, and in order to know how to
live, they will shiver everywhere around us... I never thought that I would
make my daughter hurt because of my actions.
I approached my mother and told her with a yell..
- From you to God, you are the reason... When I told you, it's okay, but the
woman who is rich is sixty years old.
My mother continued her speech while crying...
- No one knows who will be able to divert them... They are all afraid to
deal with the jinn, the master of the Scorpions clan, who will occupy the
country with his clan, and in the end, after the clan occupies the village,
a storm will come that will take them and return them to their world again
in the houses they occupied after about 40 days, the book of magic that I
prepared From the jinn it says like this... I did all this to provide my
customers, and I didn't know that I was bringing a curse to all the people
of the country, and the first of them was my daughter..
My mother said this and ran towards the door of the house that she had
opened and stood up to shriek and say...
(The country has been cursed by the Jinn clan. It will burn in all the
houses so that it can live and take our place. This clan, after it burns
what it can burn, a dust storm will come and take them and those who
inhabited their bodies and they will disappear... The dust will take away
the scorpions and take with them all those who were cursed after 40 days...
the end will come after 40 days, country)
She went out after her and locked her horn with wellness instead of people
blaming us..but who is the people blaming us!...all people were running and
the houses were burning as if we were on the Day of Judgment, at that time I
knew that my mother's words were true and that a tribe of jinn cursed the
country Because of her black gestures, I took my mother and entered her with
good health, but as soon as we entered the door of the house, it closed
behind us with force, and suddenly a fire appeared out of nowhere and began
to stick everywhere in the house, and with the appearance of the fire many
scorpions appeared from everywhere, and with all this my sister appeared and
With her were the two girls who went to work...their looks were terrifying,
and my sister's voice, which was changing, said...
(The poison will become like blood, and it will spread like fire among them)
And with this sentence, the scorpions began to approach me and my mother,
and the fire began to burn the whole house, and we were inside it... The
thick smoke and scorpion stings let us fall to the ground and surrender to
the end or to death... The pain was unbearable and my body began to lose its
strength and I started I close my eyes and the last thing I saw before I
closed my eyes was the corpse of my mother who was next to me on the ground,
scorpions and fire, my sister and the two girls who were standing behind
her....
After he finished speaking, I looked at him and I didn't believe what he
said and I told him...
- I mean, are you dead too?!
answer me...
- Everyone I read about them or knew their stories died... The village's
people were all cursed and died in different ways, but the one who preferred
was a few people, including Muhammad whose memoirs you received.
He said that while looking behind me, with a spontaneous movement on my
part, I looked too to find the same person who was standing before, who is
Muhammad Ibn Al-Sheikh Mahmoud Al-Bajouri, I looked at him and told him I
was surprised...
- How did I come here?!
He answered me and said...
- You didn't come to the first place.. Only your soul is the one that sees,
I am also the soul that clung to the diaries to see and brought your soul
here to see you too... We are now at the beginning of the end, the curse is
now beginning....
The first time he said that, he disappeared and the people disappeared, and
with the disappearance of the people, I began to hear the sounds of screams
and the sounds of chaos and chaos. I looked around and found that the houses
of the country were burning, and the people who had disappeared appeared
again, running as if they were afraid of something strange. When I focused,
I knew that the need These are scorpions running after people.. scorpions
used to come out of the houses that are fond, but... what is this!!
I see everything, as I read in the memoirs and heard from Hassan and
Muhammad. I see a young man running, and people say he is going to sleep, O
son of the mayor, and I mean a woman saying that the country will perish
after 40 days. Who behind her and dragged her into the interior of this
house is her son Hassan. I know him because I saw him a while ago, suddenly
everything fell silent and the place remained in ruins and the dust filled
the streets and houses remained in ruins and the traces of the fires were
visible on them as if I had gone back in time or some time after the fires
occurred. I stood looking around and I didn't know what would happen after
that, but suddenly Muhammad appeared in front of me and said to me...
- Come after me, Mr. Walid.
I walked after him while I was losing my will. I was walking in the middle
of the streets of the country and I saw scorpions moving around us, but they
did not come close to us. I found him sleeping, and in his hand was a copy
of the notes that I had, I tried to get closer to him, but I didn't catch up
because I was still in my place when I found 3 girls with terrifying looks
standing in the middle of the graves.
(The poison will become like blood and it will spread like fire among you...
As long as the sins exist and you are convinced that they are true, the
poison will remain among you... The poison is the sins that bring
punishment, as what happened to the village of Scorpions)
The first time they said that, the dirt that was in the air started to
increase, and with it the air started to intensify to the point that I
closed my eyes, and as soon as I closed my eyes, I heard the sound of my
mobile ring!!!
I opened it again, and found myself sleeping on my bed, and in my hands were
the diaries. When I looked at them, I found them as they were inside, the
same words that I had read before I fell asleep, and only the three stories
were not written, as if I had seen them in a dream or this vision, and only,
I threw away the diaries and got up from The strange dream that I saw and I
grabbed the phone and answered the strange number that was calling...
- Hello... Mr. Walid Al-Dakrouri.
reddit...
- Yes, regret, I am Walid.
answer me...
- I am Khidr, the son of Hajj Muhammad Khidr. My father died in the morning,
but before he died he handed me a piece of paper and told me that I had to
give it to you.
I got up from my seat and answered him and said..
- Yes, yes... I'll get dressed and come to you right now.
I got dressed and went to the house of Muhammed Khader's uncle, and there I
learned that he had died, and I was washed and buried. So I consoled his son
who handed me a paper and told me that it was written in the handwriting of
Muhammad’s uncle himself before he died. I took the paper and went, and when
I read it, I was shocked because I found the following written on it...
“If you read this paper, I would have died. Since I was young, I heard
stories about the village of Aqarib that disappeared, and I also heard about
my great grandfather, whose name was Ahmed Mahmoud Al-Baguri. The old people
in our country used to say that this grandfather came with his mother from
the village of Aqarib, and they said that His father was a sheikh named
Mahmoud al-Bajouri. He drove him and his mother out of the village and let
them go to the house of its family, which is in our village, in which I
lived and was raised. He intends to go to his wife and his eldest son
Muhammad, but unfortunately the curse has befallen the country and the
country since that day, and it was surrounded by a severe sandstorm that
prevented anyone from entering or leaving it. This storm lasted for 40 days,
after which the town disappeared with its people and nothing was left of it,
the people of the village The ones I lived in say that the people of the
village of Scorpions were cursed because of their belief in magic and
because many magicians lived among them..
.Elderly people whose stories I was brought up say that the people of the
village of Aqarab, who are supposed to be my parents’ parents, were cursed
as I was cursed before them. Many people had immoralities spread among them…
Years passed until I became aware of the matter of the soil that they met,
and I myself removed the remains of the dead and moved them by order of the
government I work as an employee for the charity or cemetery, I found a
corpse with notes next to it and next to them the sign that I gave you... I
didn't know what to do, I didn't even know how to prove that he was in a
village in the first place, I tried to speak and tell the officials, but no
one believed me. I was about to get bored until I knew that you were
interested in the topic, so I chose you and gave you the diaries and the
banner that I found in order to spread the topic and make people understand
that there was a village in this place called the village of Scorpions. My
name is Akbar Dalil... Spread the topic and let the people know and try to
make the officials care that they are searching for the remains of the
village...And beg me for mercy
I finished the words of Muhammad Khader’s uncle, which he wrote in
Sabahouli’s paper. I put everything in your essay, and it is true that I
tried to communicate a lot with relevant and responsible people, but they do
not want to search and see that the matter is useless, but I think that he
must know because the dream that I saw and The issue of the entire village
is not just a village that has perished with its people and salvation, the
topic is a message... When abominations spread among people, the end remains
very close, and it is not a condition that the end be with madness,
scorpions, fire and storm, as what happened in the village of Scorpions...
the end may be An epidemic or any form of destruction... I am writing this
story to you and I will put down what I knew after many years, and I can't
find anyone who believes me...I am writing this story to you while we are in
2020, and I am still an employee, I want to go and live, I got married and
left, but until today I keep the diary, the banner, and the words of
Muhammad’s uncle that are on the paper. I am writing these words because I
have not seen anything in my dreams since the hour of the dream or vision I
saw her years ago, but yesterday... Yesterday I had a dream about three
girls, but they told me strange sentences, and I woke up, and they still
resonated in my mind...
(When sins remain a habit, the punishment remains near... The punishment
remains in any form... We are commanded by those who created you and created
us... We are your sins and blackened you... We are the ones who come to
deliver a message to you and walk... The time of the people of a village The
scorpions came to us and we destroyed them, and you saw the whole story with
your own eyes, but now we are much less likely to kill you... You are the
ones who will kill yourself with war, bloodshed, or even an epidemic of your
own making.
I woke up terrified and wrote to you what happened... Do you think what they
meant by their words!