Midnight ghost

Why are the souls of the dead groaning and their ghosts hovering in that dark and loathsome place in which they were killed and tortured in brutal and cruel ways? Their limbs are stiffened, their parts cut off like chickens, and they are slaughtered in the end like ewes, and they sacrifice them. Do they want to say that they are human beings? This is not the way they should ever die. They are not animals.

A terrifying true story from Iraq The owner tells the story:

I was in the army camp at that time to spend my military service and my training. I refused on that day to implement a collective punishment for all the soldiers in the camp. I imposed the punishment on everyone under the pretext of discipline and punishment for us. I don’t know if I lost my mind that day. Punishment with great insistence and greatness, at that time I was sentenced to three days imprisonment in the cell and the place designated for the camp for punishment and imprisonment for the punished.

I had with me in the ward a number of soldiers who were serving their punishment as well. I could not sleep that night, so I sat on my back contemplating the ceiling of the cell and thinking about my self and what I did today. I contemplate the place around me nervously, and here I heard those loud voices, sharp screams, and muffled moans mixed with loud, gloating laughter, and the sound of doors opening and closing forcefully in a way of nervous tension, and the sound of noises, screaming and wailing dragged and dragged a person on the ground very violently. The sounds were like a loud violent quarrel that was crystal clear. Outside, what happens, Willie? I don't know, but there are those who are being cruelly tortured and cry for help in pain, as if they are being burned with fire.

So I woke up my colleague who was sleeping next to me anxiously, and I said to him nervously: Wake up, for God’s sake, do you hear those voices outside what’s going on? My colleague replied worriedly, from between wakefulness and sleep, trying to cover his face in a strange way, saying: Sleep, my friend, and don’t try to look outside, for God’s sake, he has taken the place. Do not be afraid, he does not harm anyone, we all hear him at night here, but do not focus with him and sleep, cover your face, for God's sake, and sleep and do not let him see you.?

I got up worried and went to the place of the laundries outside the place, because I heard the sounds coming from there from that dark area, and the sound stopped after that when I approached the laundries, I did not hear any strange sound, but everything was normal and quiet and very dark and gloomy, the place is uncomfortable I don't know why?

I went to the ward and did not focus on the matter. I said maybe it was really a set-up and there was nothing. The sound also repeated the other two nights, and on my last day of confinement, I decided to stay awake until dawn to know what was happening outside. The one who does these things and scares everyone at night.

I sat watching the place, which consisted of three rooms overlooking a long corridor and washbasins, and the sink was a closed room, the washbasins were dark during the day and even darker at night, the room was very dark and the humidity was very high.

I decided to enter it in the morning with two prisoners. Curiosity would kill them to find out what was in that dark room that was always closed. I entered the room in the morning and before I returned to the training camp, and the room was as dark as graves and smelled very foul and wet, I lit a lighter to see clearly what was in the room, the lighter was not its light It was strong except for a short distance in front of me, I was feeling strange shivering and fear I don't know the cause, cold air in the place and very humid and musty smell, the same feeling felt by those who were with me in the room.

Here, one of the prisoners who are punished by imprisonment for more than a month said, We heard one day that in that room severe torture took place and 5 officers were killed with extreme cruelty after they made them wish for death from the severity of the torment and pain. With a horrific, bloody scene, those five officers died after their arrest by some terrorist groups that took control of some of Iraq's governorates in 1990, including this camp, which they seized and brutally murdered the officers.

And here I told them very calmly: So what is happening is the souls of those officers and their tormented souls, and not jinns or goblins. I was reading a lot about these matters. We left that room and went back to the camp again and for training. Three months later, I was nearing completion of my training period. Weeks before that, an amnesty was issued for all prisoners, and there were no prisoners in the prison ward.

I wanted to enter that room again to make sure of my words and whether I would hear the same sounds at night or not, I made a mistake again in the camp and they punished me again and then I entered the same place designated for punishment in the camp, and I entered the prison and on the same night after midnight I heard the same strange sounds And the sound of moaning, pain, torment, screaming, beating and dragging, and asking for help again, the new prisoners sat listening to the voices with me with great horror and disbelief of what was happening, after I got out I searched for that incident and its truth, to know the truth and actually I knew that five innocent officers had been killed by some Extremists and officers were brutally tortured in 1990 in the camp and in that room, and there are many similar places in Iraq groaning their victims and the same things happen in them at night and their tormented souls seek help. May God have mercy on our dead and those who were killed unjustly and tyranny.