The Dread of the Djinn

many ancient TXS speak of supernatural beings representing the forces of Good and Evil however not all of these entities fit quite so neatly into such categories for centuries people in the Arabic world have spoken of creatures who bring fortune and pain in equal measure but despite the age of these Legends recent reports from the near seem to indicate that even our modern world is subject to The Dread of the gin [Music] the Gin a unique beings in ancient folklore often defying the typical classification of Supernatural entities as Angels or [Music] demons like humans they are

believed to possess Free Will allowing them to choose between good evil or neutrality whilst Western culture often portrays the Gin as Genies wish granting figures appearing from lamps the real gin are far more complex the word Jin comes from the Semitic root Jan meaning to hide or to adapt its exact definition in Arabic is debated but it relates to similar terms in Latin and Persian the blending of cultures and the rise of Islam complicate pinpointing the Legend's Origins though Scholars agree it dates back thousands of years some Believers argue that the widespread presence of similar

entities in different cultures supports the idea of their existence descriptions of the Gin vary across centuries but they are generally considered shape shifters created from smokeless fire or scorching wind they can take human form often recognized by glowing eyes or ethereal bodies or appear as animals like snakes and dogs their behavior is more consistently depicted according to the Quran the Jin are sentient beings created by God similar to angels and humans they can either follow Allah or oppose him capable of both compassionate and malevolent acts although they tend to avoid human interactions they may fixate

on individuals influencing their lives either through love or more commonly by causing pain and suffering though many dismiss the Jin as mere Legend some evidence suggests these ancient stories may contain more truth than once believed thank you to better help for this paid partnership like a lot of people I've had problems with anxiety since I was young I remember having a panic attack whilst in assembly at school when I was just 11 for many years afterwards I often avoided large crowds and Open Spaces but I've since been working with a therapist IST who has helped

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link in the description or go to betterhelp.com bedtimestories and get 10% off your first month of therapy Matt MCH is the host of the planet 412 YouTube channel where he explores the world of paranormal [Music] investigations his deep interest in the unknown comes from personal experiences with unexplainable phenomena although Matt was born in Ohio his family hails from Lebanon and growing up he often listened to Eerie Tales passed down through [Music] generations one of the most unsettling stor stories he heard was about his great aunt Alice which occurred when she was just a child she

had been playing alone in the family home one afternoon whilst her father worked outside in the yard feeling safe with him nearby however as she continued to play an overwhelming sense of unease crept over her looking around she saw nothing unusual everything in the room seemed perfectly normal but the discomfort lingered her gaze eventually settled on a darkened Corner near the door that led into the kitchen unlike the rest of the room which was otherwise bathed in sunlight this corner was cloaked in Shadow as she stared she noticed the darkness itself seemed to shift for

a brief moment it even appeared to take the shape of a human figure before returning to its indistinct form thinking it was just a trick of the light she tried to focus on her game once more but couldn't help turning back every now and then to look on her third glance she saw something that made her heart stop the door in the corner was now slightly a jar and through the crack she could make out the silhouette of a man or at least what looked like a man the figure was entirely black devoid of any

features as though it was made of Shadow Frozen in fear she instinctively began to crawl backwards her eyes locked on the dark entity as the door creaked open wider the shadowy figure stepped into the room slowly a pair of glowing emerald green eyes appeared on its face staring straight at her Panic surged through her body and she screamed for her father but her cries did nothing to stop the creature which continued its slow deliberate approach from across the room hearing his daughter's terrified screams Matt's great-grandfather rushed to the front door of the house which led

directly into the living room only to find that it wouldn't open the door wasn't locked or obstructed yet it refused to budge desperate to reach his little girl he grabbed a nearby cinder block and smashed one of the panels when he peered inside what he saw left him paralyzed with fear his daughter was huddled in the corner her wide eyes fixed on a tall hug human- shaped Shadow advancing towards her as he shouted the figure paused seemingly irritated by the interruption and slowly turned its head towards him its face was featureless except for a pair

of piercing glowing green eyes the moment their eyes met a deep sense of dread washed over him desperately he began kicking at the door splintering the wood and badly injuring his leg in the process finally with one last push he fell into the room crashing onto the floor but it was too late the shadowy figure simply dissolved Into Thin Air before his [Music] eyes in the days that followed the initial relief of his intervention turned into heartbreak for Matt's great aunt her father soon became Gravely ill a doctor who examined him diagnosed that he was

suffering from Gang Green likely caused by bacteria from the rotted wood of the door next to the river the infection had entered his bloodstream when he injured himself breaking through it just 3 Days Later Matt's great-grandfather succumbed to the illness leaving his daughter to wonder for the rest of her life was she the true Target of the greeneyed Phantom or had the Sinister presence merely lured her father to his [Music] Doom one evening in 2018 a young man named Ramy was driving home from a tense family gathering his cousin sat in the passenger seat beside

him whilst his mother and Aunt were in the back the day had been unseasonably hot and uncomfortable and to make matters worse the family had left the Gathering on bad terms after an argument between the stifling Heat and the simmering tempers the mood in the car was Heavy no one spoke each family member lost in their own thoughts replaying the details of the argument their destination was several towns away and by the time they were nearing it Darkness had fallen fortunately the familiar roads were now lit by street lights guiding their way as they approached

the outskirts of town the car passed by the railway station a familiar sight though Long closed for the evening without warning Ramy felt an irresistible urge to stop his foot slammed on the brakes and the car came to a sudden halt in front of the St station strangely no one else in the vehicle seemed surprised or questioned his abrupt stop instead his cousin mother and Aunt stared silently at the darkened building as if in a trance trying to shake off the unsettling feeling Ramy was jolted by a sudden gasp from his cousin who grabbed his

leg and pointed out the driver's side window out in the darkness a figure was running towards them from a Grove of trees by the road as it passed under the dim glow of the Street Lamp Ramy caught a glimpse of its strange appearance the person's clothes were filthy and mud stained but Ramy could tell they had once been Pure White their long unemp hair hung across their face reaching down to their shoulders but it was their legs that unnerved him the most they were unnaturally long causing the figure to move with a bizarre skipping motion

the body bent and swayed unnaturally almost as if it was riding an invisible horse Ramy was terrified but he couldn't look away worse he couldn't move his foot rested on the accelerator but he was p powerless to drive away it was as if an unseen Force had locked his attention on the approaching figure the screams from his family felt distant and muffled as though he was hearing them through water A desperate cry from his mother broke through the haze snapping Ramy out of his trance he pressed on the accelerator and sped away down the road

as he glanced back the figure was still racing towards them in the dim light Ramy saw the hair around its face part revealing smooth featuress skin where a face should have been the panicked screams of his passengers filled the car as he accelerated away from the horror glancing in his rearview mirror one last time he saw the figure now kneeling in the middle of the road where the car had been its unnaturally long arms waving men inly after them as they sped away into the night often misunderstood as just a desert country Lebanon actually borders

the Mediterranean Sea east of Cyprus and is home to Lush Landscapes including large nature reserves filled with dense seed of forests in 1992 a young executive attended a business conference near one of these natural areas eager for a break from work she asked the hotel staff for recommendations and they suggested she take a hike through the nearby Forest excited for the walk she set off along a trail but to her dismay the path wasn't as clearly marked as she would have liked before long she was completely lost and her initial sense of adventure turned to

anxiety after an hour of unsuccessfully trying to retrace her steps her ones deepened not only because she couldn't find her way back but because something felt off about the forest when she first entered the woods the sounds of birds chirping and squirrels rustling through the leaves filled the air now everything had gone eerily silent even the wind which had been gently stirring the branches seemed to have vanished alone in the Stillness she was gripped by an overwhelming sense of isolation feeling desperate she decided to leave the trail and head in the direction she believed the

hotel to be picking up the pace she pushed through the trees and after several minutes stumbled upon a small brick structure nestled in a Grove relieved she hoped it was a ranger St station with a phone but as she approached she realized the building wasn't a ranger station at all in fact it looked more like an old bath house even more baffling was the absence of a door she circled the building twice searching for any sort of entrance but found none as she completed her second lap and returned to where she had started she was

startled to see a figure now standing outside it wore a long flowing cloak and she assumed it must be an employee of the bath house she was just about to call out when something strange caught her eye its feet whilst the legs appeared normal at first they ended in what looked like blunted Hooves covered in dark bristly fur her heart raced as she gasped looking back at the figure's upper body only to find its face completely hidden beneath a hood despite this she could feel its gaze locked upon her paralyzed with shark she watched as

the figure slowly raised an arm gesturing for her to approach as it moved a flicker of emerald green light flared from where its eyes should have been overcome with Terror she spun around and sprinted away as fast as her legs would carry her when she finally stopped to safe distance away she turned back expecting to see the figure following her but to her astonishment both the brick building and the Mysterious Clover hooved entity had entirely vanished as she caught her breath the sounds of the forest gradually returned Birds chirped and the wind rust through the

branches once more soon she found her way back to the road leading to the hotel however too shaken to explain what had happened she at first said nothing to the staff when they asked how her hike had gone she simply nodded and hurried to her room the ordeal haunted her over the next few days but she still had meetings to attend before she could leave on her final day she confided in one of the maids about her experience instead of disbelief the hotel employee gave her a Stern cryptic warning without a hint of emotion she

explained that creatures live deep in the woods beings which had been there far longer than humans she cautioned that these entities should never be disturbed or they might take more than just an interest in those who cross their path what are we to make then of these stories and others that claim to depict human interaction with the gin one clear thread running through such encounters is The Bold and almost playful demeanor of the entities involved at no point did the Jin exhibit any fear of humans instead they seem fully aware of their power and are

confident in how little humans can do to resist their will on the other hand those confronted by the Gin are nearly always overwhelmed with intense fear many report feelings of panic an uncontrollable urge to flee or as in ramy's case a strange compulsion to act against their better judgment even before they see the entity itself with such a wide range of abilities and behaviors attributed to them it becomes annoyingly difficult to define or categorize what the Gin truly are Western Scholars have often drawn comparisons between the gin and the Fay of Celtic Slavic and Germanic

folklore like the Jin the Fay are said to Encompass a broad array of spirits from benevolent nymphs to mischievous house elves and even malevolent entities with glowing red or green eyes the Fay are also known for their interest in certain places objects or people this comparison doesn't contradict the quranic and ancient Arabic descriptions of the Jin in Islamic tradition they are clearly defined as beings created by God just like humans and Angels the notion that they were made from smokeless fire suggests their ability to change form appearing much like in the tale of Matt's great

aunt as nothing more than Shadows Skeptics however tend to view the Gin as a psychological phenomenon they argue that many who claim to have had encounters come from cultures steeped in the Legends making them more likely to interpret strange experiences as Supernatural the pervasiveness of the Gin Legend across the near East is not surprising given that the creatures are said to be native to the region another intriguing Theory suggests that they may be extraterrestrial or interdimensional beings according to this few they exist in a dimension parallel to ours occasionally interacting with the physical world in

ways we can perceive this could explain their ability to appear and disappear at will as well as their apparent difficulty in mimicking human forms convincingly some proponents go further speculating that they are energy beings possibly tied to electromagnetism or plasma could the smokeless fire mentioned in Islamic text be a metaphor for a form of pure energy if so their ability to influence physical matter might make more sense ultimately despite the many theories there is simply not enough hard evidence to prove the gin's existence most of what we have are stories shaped by Humanity's instinctive fight

or flight response and the subsequent urge to share these unsettling experiences perhaps in retelling these stories the very concept of the Gin spreads perpetuating itself across cultures and [Music] generations in the end one thing unites both Skeptics and Believers the gin remain beings of Twilight forever Elusive and lingering just on the edge of perception reliant on eyewitness accounts and evading any attempts at acquiring concrete proof of their existence a [Music] [Music] [Music] [Music] [Music] time story