As I said, the incident on the third day would require its own thread, and here it is. Most of the girls and even a few guys don't know the exact events of this incident. Please read this at your own risk, behtar hai subah hi parhain.

Third day of the trip was arguably the best so far until this incident occured. We arrived at Skardu at 5 in the morning, took a good rest, visited Shangrila, and Upper Kachura Lake. Came back on time. Had dinner. Is waqt tak it was just 9pm.

Is waqt tak it was just 9pm. After 2 days of travelling we deserved to party. We put songs on the speakers and danced for hours. At about 12, we went down to have some tea, some wanted to have a smoke. A few guys wanted to play this game called Pithu Gol Garam.

So we did. Right in front of the hotel.

Humaray hotel k bilkul samnay there was a guesthouse jahan humaray Kuch dost thehray huay thay, on the second floor, aur bilkul saath walay room mai tour company k log thehray huay, and maybe one or two drivers.

Khair, we were about 20 people who started playing. Is game mai shor kaafi hota hai so I knew it was a stupid game to play there, since it was a residential area. 5 min khela and a guy from the house nearby walked outside, kehta "Masla Kia hai? Masla Kia hai?

Aap humari mehmaan nawazi ko humari sharafat mat samjhain" We got a little scared, and apologized to him. Told him we'll go agay and play there. Went to the chowk nearby jahan thori roshni thi. Wahan bhi after 5-6 minutes, the guard came and shoo-ed us away.

Hum hotel wapis aa gye and started playing charades in the hotel lobby, right in front of the main entrance. It was all fun and games until a driver came all scared into the lobby and said

"Aap log yahan hassi mazak Kar rahay ho, bahir humaray banday ko maar par rahi hai, aapko sharam nai aati? Aap Ka Banda humaray banday ko maar raha hai"

Right after, another guy walked in, he's a friend of Zeeshan (The CEO of the your company we travelled with) and he went like "Aap logon k pas koi teeka wagera hai jo hum usay laga sakain?"

Some people even heard the words "Firearm hai?" And took it as "Firearm hai!!" and ran upstairs usi waqt. (I didn't hear this so I was still downstairs)
So we went outside and another one of the driver was crying standing to the left side, yeh wohi bus 4 wala driver tha.

We looked straight towards the terrace on the second floor of the guesthouse in front of our hotel, we saw a guy, huge built, hatta-katta, standing on the terrace holding the railing and looking down towards us.

He then threw two punches into the wall next to him. Zeeshan ran from behind him downstairs. This guy followed him. Pehli flight of stairs se wo guzar aya (maybe the guy held his qameez, wo churwa k bach gya)

lekin on the second flight of stairs while running down the guy behind caught his vest and both of them fell on the stairs ghoomtay huay pura. Neechay utray kharay huay, Zeeshan larkhratay huay chal raha tha, while the other guy walked normally and

road cross kartay huay bhi us banday ne Zeeshan ko ek do thappar mukkay laga diye. Zeeshan ran into the lobby and the guy kept walking into the lobby.

Muzayyan (a friend of us) made a half hearted attempt to block the door, but that guy literally pushed the door inside. Walked in. Hotel k ek banday ne roknay ki koshish ki, lekin is banday ne usay gallay se pakra, ek chappair lagayi while screaming "panchoda"

At this point mujh samait sab ki bilkul phat chuki thi. I was standing on the first few steps of the stairs waiting for my cue to run.
Zeeshan ran into the dining hall and hid behind the table, the other friend was standing with us on the stairs.

Abdul Mueed (another friend) was standing right in front of him, aur us banday ne esi ghoori karayi k Abdul Mueed felt this wasn't normal. To quote him "It felt like he looked straight into my soul". Wo bhi peechay peechay se stairs mai aa gya.

He was standing with his back to the reception table, with his hands behind on the table, making weird moaning noises. Screaming. Roaring. This guy then picked up a wooden chair and threw it flying into the air and it hit the pillar. I still can't wipe this moment off my memory.

Yahan hum sab yehi soch rahay thay k Bhai koi saath walay ghar se aa gya hai ghussay mai sab ko maar raha hai. But Zeeshan's friend who was standing with us in the stairs told k ye in ka hi apna dost hai aur isay pta nai kia ho gya hai. I'll call him X from now on.

Yahan I felt something is definitely off, bohot zyada darr gya mai is waqt, perhaps the most scariest moment in my life.
Though some thought k koi drug effect hai ispe ya koi acute psychosis scene hai. Lekin Muzayyan had other thoughts in his mind.

Foran started reciting ayahs of the Holy Quran. X fell to the ground usi waqt. By this time mai upar bhaag chuka tha, but just for a minute. Isi minute k doran, a fallen X held a wooden+glass table with his one hand and threw it into the air breaking the glass into pieces.

But the recitation had made him stay on the ground. Is waqt a few friends of us Abdul Mueed, Sameel, Arsalan, Muzayyan, Awab went towards him aur usay pakar lia, one person on every limb and Muzayyan on his head.

I missed a minute of this incident is waqt lekin when I came back he was under control, mai ne bhi ja Kar uski left taang pakar li. Wahan ek company walay hi Bhai thay he started saying yahan koi Hafiz hai, to is pr Quran parhay.

Waqar, who's a Hafiz e Quran, was downstairs too, lekin itni phatti hui thi k he couldn't remember the first few Ayats of Surah Jinn, perhaps. Mueed brought him the Quran and Waqar started recitation.

The rest of the group had already been scarred, sab room mai, razayi orh kr lights off kar k bethay huay thay. Lekin they were smart enough k they got the contacts of rescue agency and local police, called them, and told them to come asap.

While we were all holding tight his whole body, Zeeshan (the CEO, the friend who had been beaten) told us that such an incident had never occured before, and he's been pretty normal for the past 3 years. But what he told after that stunned us all. He told us

While we were stuck in the traffic blockage at the Skardu road (bohot sunsaan sarak thi) X went to pee way above in the mountains, and when he returned he said "Mujhe lagta hai k koi cheez mera peecha kar rahi hai"

Thoughout the next day, he kept telling them "Ye cheez mujhe nai choray gi, mujhe bacha lo is se" Zeeshan and his friends ignored this thinking awein bol raha hai, koi masla nai hai isay.

His last words too before Zeeshan slept were "Mujhe bacha lo, ye mujhe nai choray gi"
After Zeeshan slept, X kept trying to wake him up, but he didn't get up. Is doran X ko first attack hua,

he went outside and asked a driver for a lighter and beat him up really badly, aur wapis sakoon se aa gya kamray mai. Zeeshan woke up meanwhile and tried to ask X what's wrong with him. When Zeeshan figured out something is wrong he went outside and locked X inside the room.

X threw a punch at the wooden door of the room, and went through it. AAR PAAR. Literally. He broke a frkn wooden door. A few of our classfellows, living in the room next to this room, can attest to this, they even heard the noises. He unlocked the door.

Came outside and all this preceded the events I mentioned in the beginning (looked down the railing, punched the wall, ran downstairs behind Zeeshan).

Chalo back to what was happening at that moment.

7 or 8 of us guys had him in our grasps. 2,2 log taangon pe, ek ek baazu pe, Muzayyan was sitting at his head us ka maatha pakar le, Waqar was to his right side, reciting at his peak voice. Suddenly X starts to get up, he tries to lift his arms and legs,

hum 5-6 log pakar k bethay thay lekin na honay k barabar hi thay, he could easily overpower us. We didn't let him get up, kisi na kisi tarah rok hi lia after we put in our full strengths. Still he was able to bend his neck bohot asaani se.

He kept saying meri taang mai dard ho rahi hai, chor do meri taang, again and again and when we would let him a little loose he'd try again to lift his legs up.
All of a sudden, he looks at Waqar, who's still reciting the Quran, and screams to the top of his voice

"TU CHUPP KARR",
Ankhain itni phaar k dekh raha tha Waqar ki taraf, k meri apni aankhon mai ansu aa gye k ye kia ho raha hai. Waqar got so terrified, he stepped back 2-3 feet and literally started screaming the verses.

Some of us thought jinn kahin Waqar mai to nai ghuss gya. This was a very frightening moment. But shukar hai he didn't panic and kept on reciting the Quran.
Mai khud itna zyada darra hua tha k ye kahin mujhe to nai possess kar le ga, cz of how big of a sinner I am.

He basically had two phases, one was the attack phase, you could feel it coming agar aap ne usay pakra hua tha, he tries to lift himself up, and the other one where it feels like the guy has lost his will to live and would speak in a very exhausted tired voice

"Maar de gi mujhe, mai nai bachoon ga"
He then went on to say "Mere biwi bachon ko bata do mai nai bachoon ga"

Connecting the dots at this point was fairly easy. Before this instance I had never had a firm belief in supernatural beings but this was enough to flip over my beliefs

Isi doran a few girls who had been staying in the same hotel (a friend of theirs had come down and they felt that maybe she was lost somewhere) came downstairs too and

felt as if one of the students had collapsed and we all were praying for him and trying to resuscitate him, but I told them to back upstairs firmly. Shukar hai they kept it to themselves and helped save the rest of the trip.

Phir dobara attack parta hai and he tries to get up, taangain uthanay ki koshish karta hai but we don't let him. Har koi apni koshish kar raha tha to talk to X, but wasn't able to get any answer, tour company ka hi ek banda named Shoaib bhai started asking

"Kon hai X k andar?" "Musalman ho tum?" He replied "NAHI". We asked his name several times, he mumbled something thrice lekin kuch samajh nai aya.

Ahmad Qayyum was there too standing at the headside, Shoaib Bhai asked him to play Ruqyah Shariah (these are the verses you recite for protection against Jinn possession) from his phone, abhi video buffer ho hi rahi k X turned his head up and screamed

"BAND KAR YE PHONE" (mind you, almost half the people had their phones with them, but he specifically told him to turn it off, halankay abhi kuch play bhi nai hua tha.)

The police and rescue team had arrived by this time lekin they weren't even coming close to us, maybe they weren't able to grasp what's happening. Andar bahir hi ghoomtay rahay and didn't bother to touch X.

Only Muzayyan was holding his head so he was easily able to lift his head, looked at us and said "MAI NAI CHOROONGI ISAY MAI MAAR DOON GI ISAY" is waqt tak his voice was pretty manly ish.
"IS NE GALTI KI HAI, YE BURA ADMI NAI HAI LEKIN MAI NAI CHOROON GI ISAY"
"MAI IS K JISM KA

EK HISSA CHAHTI HOON" we asked konsa hissa "HAR HISSA"
"MAI JALA DOON GI ISAY"
Usay dunya jahan k waastay diye k "Apne bachon k waastay chor de isay, dunya mai Teri sab se pyari cheez ke waastay chor de isay. Ye bhi Kisi ka beta hai" but to no avail.

But I had shit my pants by this time. Kaafi thak bhi gya tha to I asked Hamza to take my place while I went back upstairs to check up on my friends. Barely stayed up for 5 minutes, and in those 5 minutes when I went upstairs

she (the jinn inside X) had started talking in her real voice. 2nd floor pe kamray se bahir nikla to I could literally hear him scream in a very shrill voice. (Typing this literally tears me down and gives me nightmares. I can't forget how loud and shrill that voice was)

The hotel owner told us he had called the Aamil/Peer and that he was on his way here, 10-15 minutes passed and he didn't come. Instead, they called him and put the phone on loudspeaker next to X's ear. He started talking in a different language and X started swearing

at the phone "Khabees, Kuttay Ka bacha, Harami" and these were the words I could hear even on the 2nd floor. I came down and found out there was an aamil on the phone. X kept screaming "Tu kaafir hai, Tu zaani hai, Mai jaanti hoon teri auraton ko" his voice switched over

to the normal exhuasted voice and he said "Mai qasam khata hoon ye kaafir ho kar sach bol rahi hai, please isay band karo, mujhe tilawat sunao" the hotel manager told us ye ese hi boltay hain takay in pr kuch parha na ja sakay.

Shoaib Bhai kept pouring water from a mask on him meanwhile. Jab munh pe parta tha paani he'd open his mouth probably cz he had been super thirsty. She (the jinn) confirmed everything by saying "Is ne peshaab Kia hai. Pahaar par. Gari rok kr"
This was Hella frightening.

Literally everyone was reciting one thing or another, Ayatul Qursi, 4 Qul, Kalma. Everything. X kept telling us to help him read the Qalma. That shrill voice came back and said "Band karo ye" and we started reciting the Kalma even louder.

Waqar even helped him recite the 4 Quls, he repeated every verse, but wouldn't repeat Surah e Kafiroon, especially the last verse "lakum dinukum waliyadin" (tum apne deen pr raho, hum apne deen pr), after 5-6 attempts he finally repeated the verse.

On one instance he asked to let his arm loose so her can lift his finger to give Shahadah, but his other arm lifted too and TRIED TO BREAK HIS OTHER INDEX FINGER. Basically she wasnt letting him recite anything and not letting him give Shahadah.

Meanwhile Sami had contacted a psychiatrist from our own University (he was a pretty religious guy too), who told us to give him a shot of Diazepam and Haloperidol. The rescue team told that they weren't allowed to sedate any patient and neither did they have any sedative at all.

A few guys along with the rescue team rushed to the nearby hospital and got the prescription. This shot was strong enough to knock a normal person out in 5-8 minutes.

By this time about 2 hours had passed, and all of us had lost all the hope k yahan par iska koi hal niklay ga. So sedating him and letting the expert authorities handle this was the best possible solution for us.

They gave him the injection, and we waited. Had this shot worked, it would have probably been a case of acute psychosis, aur usay CMH le jatay nearby and he would have been treated. But is k baad bhi he kept getting those attacks and

he still had enough power to throw us all into the air. We waited even further. Half an hour passed. He lay down with his eyes closed we hoped he'd lose his consciousness but that didn't happen, he still had almost the same power.

2 and a half hours had passed, itne dair se tilawat ho rahi thi, sab darood parh rahay thay. Nothing was working. So we asked the police to take over from here.

They told us to pick him up and put him in the back of the ambulance. We obviously told them k hum pagal nai hain, isko uthnay dia to ye humain maar choray ga. So eventually the police took control over him, he got up, tameez se walked into the ambulance and lay down.

The police officers were too scared to even sit next to him but we forced them and they went away with him. This was the last we saw of him.

He flew by plane to Islamabad next day 11 am. And we heard wahan jaa kar bhi he had an attack and he hit a few people there. I saw a comment of his brother somewhere that he is still ill. Allah us par aur hum sab pr reham karay.

Hamza later told us that both his knee caps had been dislocated, so it means wo fractured legs k sath humain overpower kar raha tha.

This was perhaps the scariest night we all ever experienced and will ever experience. Us raat hum 6,6 log ek kamray mai soye. Bathroom jatay huay we had to keep the doors opened. Hum sab ne bajamaat Fajr parhi and tried to sleep.

Mai to so gya tha somehow but a few of us didn't even sleep for one second. This incident will take years and years to get wiped off our memories.