Story Chapter 21

We called the ambulance, the man had a seizure, while the nurse was doing the first intervention she said what is this writing, we don't know, we said we know someone, when we came to visit he was like this, she wiped the man's forehead with a wet towel, it was just like ash, they took him to the hospital, he was alive but he couldn't get better after that day, *** was in the mental and nervous diseases hospital, I don't know if he is still there, maybe he was suffering the punishment for what he did, after this chaos we didn't even know if the person we called had still gone or not, no matter how much I hated him I needed Atakan, we sat down and talked, it was the last option, even though it was as sinful as killing a person, we were going to kill him, but this time I wasn't acting directly on Atakan's words, I asked when he killed the child, there was a ritual in the book, *** said that if you kill a child you will make them your slaves, with this ambition he called one of their children and then he killed him, but it backfired.

it was impossible for it not to backfire anyway, at that time I was thinking and still am thinking, in my opinion these are traps, things that poison a person's life for the sake of ambition, it was hard to deal with them because Atakan had caused so much trouble for the sake of his ambition, my deep down hatred for him was increasing exponentially every time I looked at his face, we would repeat the first ritual he performed, we would call them and kill them, we knew their names, while we were talking about all these, my phone rang, it was my father's voice, the lower floor and the barn of my grandfather's house in the village had burned, no one was killed but most of the house was destroyed, he said, come to the village if you want, my son, I found Atakan, I wouldn't kidnap him this time, I took him with me and went to the village, they didn't welcome me at all. There was not much damage on the upper floor of the house but the lower floor and the barn right next door were pretty much burnt and ruined, when we arrived my grandfather, grandmother, mother and father were sitting on the upper floor, when we went inside my grandfather didn't even look at me, he didn't even say welcome, my grandmother was staring at the floor and looking at the pattern of the carpet, in short it couldn't be said that my grandfather and grandmother cared about my being there and what I was going through, they felt sorry for their burning house and saw me as the culprit, my grandfather looked at my face and said you are only harming us, no matter what others did my own grandfather said that was disgusting, I asked what did I do, I asked knowingly and willingly what harm did I do to you until my age, he said the house burned down because of you, you gathered them around us, you brought bad luck, I'll be sacrificed grandpa, did I light a lighter or set fire to your house, don't do that at least, I couldn't say these things I just swallowed it down, the fire started like this, my grandfather went to feed the cows my grandmother was in the kitchen at that time He was making breakfast when he saw my grandfather at the kitchen door, my grandfather was standing there with his eyes fixed on the ground, my grandmother looked at my grandfather and said what do you want, my grandfather didn't speak at all, talk sir, why are you standing there so strangely, my grandfather looked at my grandmother and my grandmother's scream covered the village, her eyes were full of fire, when she saw this my grandmother looked straight at her feet, her fear increased with that sight and her tongue stopped, my grandfather heard the scream and came running from the barn, my grandmother was stuttering, at that very moment the barn caught fire and spread from there to the house, they extinguished it before it could spread to the 2nd floor, they were seeing me as the culprit for this, instead of supporting me they were putting a very heavy burden on someone whose psychology was already messed up.

My grandfather's attitudes and the words he said were obviously hard on my father, he didn't say anything to his father at that moment, he just said, the father came with his child friend, let's go home, we won't fit here now, we'll come back tomorrow, it was obvious that this was an excuse, otherwise we could fit in a big house with just one bed too big, my mother, my father, me and Atakan came home, thanks to my mother, she cleaned my room when I was in the city where I was studying at university with Atakan, but the traces of the fire were still visible, the room needed to be painted, Atakan and I went to our room, my mother came to us before going to bed and had that troublesome book in her hand, she gave the book to me, she said, son, we found it in your room, the outside pages are blackened but the book is intact, it was in the corner of the room, but the inside is intact, there are strange shapes, Arabic writings, what book is this, Atakan and I were both shocked, it was impossible for the book to survive that fire, I immediately took the book from my mother, I couldn't find anything to say, I looked at my mother with the book in my hand and thought about what to say I was thinking, at that moment Atakan came to my rescue, he said it was a diary from my great grandfather, he said I gave it to him to examine, it worked for the first time, the bastard, for some reason Atakan's eyes lit up even more when he saw the book, my already non-existent trust decreased even more when I saw the admiration for the book in his eyes, the man was no different than Gollum admiring his ring, maybe the book would be useful to us, there could be stronger things in it to destroy them, or rather kill them, my mother left the room after saying good night, we immediately opened the book and started examining its pages, it was quite sturdy, I never learned if this was their work anyway, it was hard for such an old book to come this far, so someone didn't want anything to happen to the book, what caught my attention was that Atakan opened the page he directly told me about, I put my hand on the book, I said Bilader, do whatever comes to your mind later, we came here to save me from these, take care of my business then take your book, do whatever you want, I don't know if you will join them or start praying, but I said don't involve me this time, I said let's call this page and kill them, it sounds scary right now, but someone who spends every day with them would do anything to get rid of them anyway, I was watching Atakan while he was examining the book, he opened the 28th page, there were figures again, a large full-length mirror, candles, but this time, different from all of them, there was also the *** that we all use in our daily lives, Atakan started to write what was on the page on papers, I was now looking forward to getting rid of them, returning to my normal life, to the happiness I had 3 months ago...

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