Poltergeist. Russia

" . . . When I entered the house, I saw strange fluctuations in the curtains on the door to the bedroom where L.N. lived with her husband and daughter, born 21.9.6

In addition to hesitation, a rather loud groaning of a child could be heard from behind the curtains (as if there was a one-year-old child sitting on a potty behind the curtain). The bottom of the curtain vibrated with sharp and rapid blows of some pointed bodies. There was an impression that someone was sitting behind a curtain on the threshold of the room and doing something vigorously with his hands, and sharp thin elbows (I would say thin) were shaking the curtain...

The next moment, the curtain was pulled aside somewhat (I didn't see the hand that did it) and a man's face looked at me. It appeared as if instantly, when the curtain was pulled back, it was not there, and then it appeared instantly, and did not turn, as an ordinary person would have done, there was no turning of the neck and the associated tension of the face. There was no neck itself, just a face towering over something massive, glassy-black, translucent, and 50 - 60 cm from the floor. The face was also black semi-transparent.

I could see the details of the cleaned bed in the background through the face, however, it was hard to see, only denser and more prominent than the lower part of the body.

The face belonged to a man in his 40s. The facial features are similar to the facial features of the inhabitants of the Caucasus. A straight, slightly elongated nose, prominent, well-defined lips (as if cut out), a clean high forehead, thin eyebrows (but not laces), somewhat sunken cheeks, the whole face was elongated, tapering downwards. The chin is not sharp (strong-willed) and the frontal part is expanding. Most of all I was struck by the eyes, gray and very expressive and . . . sad and tired. In general, the face expressed calmness and some kind of indifference.

If we proceed from the proportions of the human body, then the face belonged to a person of average or slightly above average height 175 - 180 cm. The impression was pleasant, even cute. I didn't see any hair or ears. The fact is that the face became more and more transparent towards the edges and was not visible in the area of the ears and hair.

There was one more detail in this face that caused surprise - the face was completely smooth, as if it were really glass, without a single wrinkle: pores or signs of hairiness (except eyebrows). But at the same time alive! I observed it from a distance of 2.5 - 3 m.

The day was sunny, the room was very bright, the light from the window fell directly on my face, I could see every hair on my cheek or beard well, but there were no signs that they had ever been there.

After looking at me in this way for no more than 10 seconds, the curtain was lowered and the face disappeared. At the same second, I saw and heard how a baby was hurriedly put on the floor, completely naked, the head gently bumped against the threshold and the next moment the curtains flew apart, as if they were forcefully thrown to the sides with their hands and a voluminous, dark "cloud" with a diameter of a little bit rushed under my feet at high speed more than half a meter. This "cloud" flew over the room with a climb and about the noise of the dissected air (Ff-y).

Along the way, it became more and more transparent and at the exit in the doorway leading to the street, it was already completely invisible, only the curtains that were on this door were also scattered,

as if they were thrown away with their hands.

All the doors in the house were wide open, because the weather outside was quite warm.

When this cloud flew by (I followed it with my eyes along the entire route), something soft and warm was pulled into my ankle of my left leg (as if a cat had been poked before lying on the stove), and an air wave from a rapidly moving body hit my sides.

After all this fuss was over, I turned to the child, because he was making sounds ready to turn into crying. Before that, the grunting stopped and I don't remember any expressive sounds from behind the curtain. The first desire was to rush to the child and pick him up from the floor, but to my surprise I felt that I could not do this. I could physically move, I could go up to him and take him, but some inner force would not let me go to him with all my might.

Running to L.N., I called her when she was running, the place where I was standing, watching the face, I had a great desire not to let her go any further, I even grabbed her by the robe, saying: "don't go there" - but she tore out her robe, with tears in her eyes and indignation asked "why not go?"

When she grabbed Larisa, who was screaming at the top of her voice, in her arms, she turned to me and asked: "how did she end up here?"

On this day, I was surprised that I did not feel fear, he came up to me TWO weeks later.

Many years later, in a conversation with L.N., I found out that she fed her daughter that day at 14.00 (before that she bathed her) and put her to sleep on the couch in the bedroom. When she ran into the room, she found it. Larissa naked, lying on the threshold, and the bag with a diaper and a shirt remained lying on the couch untouched and well tied.

There was an impression that the child was pulled by the head and moved more than 3 m in the room, then put on the threshold.

Now Larisa is 17 years old, studying in the 9th grade. She studies well, a capable girl. (Now a girl), but there are no certain hobbies. During all these years, no peculiarities in health, behavior, judgments were noted.