Portal to another dimension
” … The town seemed dead. Eye should never have been hooked – no birds, no dogs or cats , or even summer mosquitoes . House stood on the site of the street , although the street tramways Engels reason he did not remember. Maybe it was … Suddenly something made him turn around. A hundred meters behind saw a figure in a light brown cloak. Just thought , well, summer , and a man in a raincoat , wanted him to wait as close sounded the word “thank you” , and the stranger was far ahead . ” …
Says Gennady Belimo , researcher, head of the Volga study group of paranormal phenomena .
Explore and try to understand as much as possible the strange phenomenon , whether the damages caused to hronomirazhami , or with spontaneous movements of people into another reality , prompted me to facts , which for a long time not to find any reasonable explanation .. In other matters , and now , I confess, there is not all clear. Painfully neveroyatnyvmi seem occurred stories .
trap space
First about the mysterious case of the transporter in a different space resident told me the 39th quarter MV Obolkin . Incomprehensible ” hell ” happened to him in 1995.
– You know, I got into a Volga ! – He told me. – Not our earthly and intuitive , and in some other . There are differences from “our” .
For example, the tram tracks were directly across the street Engels , without turning on Karbysheva home and a little different …
The story of Mikhail Vasilyevich was detailed , but I have never encountered such , and not finding common interpretation , shrugged : “Maybe a dream ? .. ”
Then the story long forgotten. However, not so long ago about the mysterious phenomenon hronomirazha recalled my old friend, an avid outdoorsman and orienteer , Candidate Master of Sports in these kinds of competitions Vladimir Lebedev . Now , it is Vladimir V. , Head stroyuchastka Industrial alpinism , Director, Training Center , and then, in the 70s , everyone knew him as an active athlete.
Thousand nine hundred and seventy-sixth year , the end of July, Friday – he began his story again, recently. – I well remember about Friday because on Saturday were planned competitions in the floodplain , and I wanted the same day there to leave. Jumped out of his beautiful porch in the early evening of the ninth and immediately rushed to the arch of the house , along the street of Stalingrad . It was still light , but somewhere in the windows had to light the lights . Must ! But not burned … and yard seemed strange : on a bench at the entrance granny always sat , and here – anyone … not the hubbub of small children , and there was not a single machine . Usually crowded in the evening , and now … as almost empty !
He slipped through the arch and went to Stalingrad . Was almost completed Palace of Culture , opened the eyes of Lenin area , but there were no people . At all! Empty … Well , this does not happen ! .. Summer , July, grows dark – and nobody else!
– I went on a diagonal to the podium … Fantastic! Extraordinary silence , as many tinnitus … Calm , sky without clouds, and no cars or on Lenin nor by Engels – recalled Vladimir details. – True, the sky a little unusual – a blue- violet . Look at 10OO -apartment building – there is usually at this time already burning light in the windows . And now, no lights ! Bit his lip so hard – feel the taste of blood . Struck his jaw – it hurts! .. Well but I have to go home , and that the 10th district ! Stomp on Engels approached acacia , plucked a handful of leaves and chewed – bitter … In short, everything I feel , I feel, think, and I can not understand . Why city is empty ? Roof or something, I was going ? The town seemed dead. Eye should never have been hooked – no birds, no dogs or cats , or even summer mosquitoes . House stood on the site of the street , although the street tramways Engels reason he did not remember. Maybe it was … Suddenly something made him turn around. A hundred meters behind saw a figure in a light brown cloak. Just thought , well, summer , and a man in a raincoat , wanted him to wait as close sounded the word “thank you” , and the stranger was far ahead .
– I made a step , and he was already far away ! – Wondered Lebedev . – He looked around – no one. Well, he could not outrun me ! I hurried home, walked quickly , but people remained at a distance , and then turned to the right . I fly in your yard – there’s usually full of people , many children , men sit on benches agitploschadki , who cut cards who dominoes hubbub worth … And nobody here is empty. A twilight was already noticeable . I fly to the entrance, running on its own floor , open the apartment key and switch to beat the fluff … flashed a spark – and immediately burst into the apartment courtyard noise . I to the window to the balcony , and there fuss was about , the city lives , the lights in all the windows … This is it , dear , everything is in place … My God ! And all the houses available – mother, brother …
But then he still did not tell them – scared incomprehensible . And to understand the evening did not go. Not up to it …
Happened to me what could be ! – urged me Volodya . – Most likely, these forty minutes I was in a parallel world . Only that now I read, heard something , and then the sheer idiocy !
Lebedev drove me to ” Lada ” that route , which was in July evening , recalled details – incident imprinted in my head like on film .
– Then I always took one – whether such happening with anyone else ? – He thought .
– Happens – I assured him and told Obolkin situation .
delusion
Story happened to Mikhail Vasilyevich surfaced in my mind immediately . Especially that the court from which Lebedev started to run on I strangely deserted city , adjacent to him home. We can say it is one yard. Not is plotted : Vai Obolkin I called and we met . Ras ‘ tale was repeated exactly as it was then , in the mid-90s .
– I came into the store spare parts for motorcycles , which was located on almost Engels Supply
against technical school , recalls the past Obolkin . – The second half of August , sunny , three o’clock in the afternoon , the store has just reopened after a lunch break. Like the windows of 20 minutes, and did not buy anything – on the street. Thought that was gloomy and people – no one. I immediately something did not attach any importance to this , and went back home through the area along the path through Karbysheva lawn. And suddenly discovered that the tram rails do not fold on this street and go straight to Engels ! Stopped – what is it? Orientation is lost? But to tell the truth , my head at that moment was really like after anesthesia , bad word, – a familiar feeling after surgery.
– What else do you remember?
– Metal railings along the trail , which was not there before , on-site school for some other building … Monument General Karbysheva either. But most importantly – no lights in the windows , no people , no cars . A twilight already – maybe even late at night , but without our usual crown .
In disarray Mikhail returned to the store as a starting point. Dark , showcases not lit, dark gray sky and completely gloomy city ! In the past, experienced taiga men , he began to suspect that either with him , or in the city was something abnormal . Wondered the wrong place ? But you have to go back! .. Went back through the area . And then goes to meet a man in a hoodie : hooded jacket , hands in his pockets , his head tilted , shall not see.
– I wanted to ask him what the name of this city? But realized that I just take for a madman , and at the last moment was silent , – said my friend . – A man walked quickly past , and I continue to go to Engels. And then it hit me : I ‘ll go -ka to grandson . He lived in the house next to the library . Already aware that he was in another world and need to get out . Of course , fear freewheeling – suddenly I stay here forever?
At the bell rang sharply opened the door … it Leszek ! ” Come on , Grandpa ! – He was surprised later visit. – What are you so pale ? “” Yes, that’s , like heart freepoint – Mikhail watched to grandson ( that right?) – Pour her some tea ? ”
The apartment was light , TV worked , the window rustled cars, came the urban buzz Obolkin which was indescribably happy . Obsession over. Glanced at his watch – nine in the evening . “Where I was almost six hours ? ” – Wondered . Over tea grandson told about the adventure . ” Well, you , grandfather , give! .. ” – He just uttered .
– And what is your version ? – Ask the interlocutor.
– Only one – thought Obolkin – this parallel world . Another one comes to mind . I about such failures in other dimensions told. Such transitions are sometimes irrevocable . Consider myself lucky.
In conclusion, this story remind you of VOLZHANKA , girl – roentgen Kate Cherkasova . Once she told me that feels and knows about transitions portals to other dimensions . One of them on the street as if Engels. At what point and why they open – nobody knows . But it happens. Maybe someone else got into such a situation? Good to hear the new version.
Gennady Belimo , researcher, head of the Volga study group of paranormal phenomena .
mysterious disappearance
Working day for thirty minutes as already ended , and all the staff had gone home offices . Was going to leave and Novikov . He took off his medical coat , put on his jacket, turned in
Cabinet light, went into the corridor and reached into his pocket for the keys to lock the door . Key was not. All felt the pockets of his jacket , and even jeans – no keys ! Returned to the office , looked at the table , searched the pockets of his robe , looked at the lock of the safe (maybe forgot to take them ) – no keys ! What to do? After all, on the key fob keys were not only from the safe and cabinet , but also away from home!
Had to begin systematic searches missing . Denisov took off his jacket , and laid her on the couch and slowly and consistently – not once – through all my pockets . Then examined the desk drawers , even looked under the sofa , checked all the pockets robes hanging in the closet. Keys disappeared !
fruitless searches
Frustrated , Denisov moved searches in neighboring rooms and hallway , where they could accidentally leave . Revised in all the offices , all the tables … However, to list places where elderly doctor looked for the keys does not make sense . The fact remains that they disappeared tightly !