In 1994, a popular Russian researcher of anomalous phenomena Gennady Belimov received a number of letters from a certain Tatyana Anatolyevna Vanicheva, in which she described incredible things - according to her, strange creatures came to her at night and raped her. She described one such case in detail.
“… I want to tell you what happened to me on the night of October 18th. Before, for many years in a row, I had one very unpleasant incident during sleep. In the middle of the night, I suddenly feel that I have someone on my back. Alive. (I must say that I sleep mostly on my stomach, rarely on my side and never on my back.) Sometimes this creature moves, it seems to walk over me, sometimes it just sits, sometimes … rapes, sometimes it just sucks energy.
Sometimes I feel that this creature is kind of small (I feel it by weight), on four legs, something like a cat. Sometimes it’s not clear what, and sometimes it’s humanoid (all this feels like I hadn’t seen anyone before that night, I only felt it). And it is he who commits violent sexual acts.
This always caused in me a wild, incomparable horror, fear of incredible strength. I was literally numb with horror. I tried to resist, more often than not she screamed wildly, but it seemed to me that way, and only a groan escaped, and everything disappeared. I noticed that these attacks took place at the very beginning of falling asleep, when you still hear everything and understand, but the body was already seized with sleepy numbness.
And on the night of October 18, I could not sleep for a long time. Well, it seems that I began to fall asleep and I feel: there is someone on my back! And not only pulls energy, but also tries to commit violence.
A wild fear gripped me. I try to resist, to break free - it's useless, I only hear an angry muffled voice: “Lie still! It will be worse. And I need to tell you that the other day I read good words: “Try to face your fear, then it will leave you” - and so on.
And I decided to look at what causes such horror in me. With difficulty twisting my head, I turn around: on my back is a translucent male creature. For what he was doing did not leave the slightest doubt that he was a man. With his mouth he pressed against my back between the shoulder blades and draws energy, I can only see the translucent back of the head, the hair, the pulsating brain.
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As he draws out energy, he becomes denser and denser, more physical. The brain is no longer visible, the hair has acquired color. With one hand (he holds the other tightly) over my shoulder I grabbed his hair and tried to pull him off his back. He lifts his head, and a new wave of fear grips me: red, like those of albinos, eyes with a kind of bestial glow and an expression of wild anger, the eyelids glow.
I squeeze my hand tighter and tug harder on his hair to free myself. He lets go of my hand and grabs my breasts with both hands and squeezes them so hard that it hurts. "Lie still, I need to materialize, you won't feel bad, just don't twitch!" - this rubbish hisses.
His hands are literally tearing my chest (there are bruises from nails and fingers to this minute, today I showed Ira, my daughter, she will confirm if you need it), and I pull him by the hair even harder.
As he approached the end of sexual intercourse, he became harder, denser, and already his face ceased to be translucent, acquired the color and elasticity of a living body, and his hair became blond and wavy.
All the time I saw only part of his face, because I can't turn my head completely back.
In addition, one must take into account the fact that the more alive, the more material he became, the more noticeably his weight increased, and I was under him, and even in such a position that I could neither wriggle out nor look clearly.
Similar cases in the Middle Ages were considered visits by incubi or succubi (if it happened to a man)
In my office, where I live, read, write and sleep, it is never completely dark: in a small corridor we leave the light for the night so that our youngest son, a terrible coward, if he really got up at night out of natural need, he would not wake up anyone, but he walked himself and saw where he was going. I do not close the door, and therefore it is not completely dark in my room.
The face of this type, which had become completely material with the help of the energy sucked from me, I clearly saw: the light from the corridor fell just on him. I nevertheless managed to pull his hair so hard that he once again scratched his chest with his fingers and hit me on the back of the head with his other hand so that I buried my face in the pillow.
And then he left me. I turned sharply, but saw only a shadow rushing through the wall. He disappeared. He has an unpleasant, half-beastly expression on his face. What kind of creature - I have no idea.
When he disappeared, I immediately fell asleep. In the morning I woke up - I thought it was just another dream from a "series of nightmares", but, looking at my chest, I was convinced that it was not a dream at all. Right now I am writing, it’s almost midnight, it is ending on October 19, and I have two more blue stripes on my left chest, bruises on my right, but the left one got more.
This is the first time in this house. Most of all, these creatures that materialized on my back tormented me in an old apartment, this is from 1989 to 1992. This is the first time since 1992. Hopefully the last one. This time I did not feel fear, except perhaps in the first seconds, and then - only anger and a desire to escape.
I described what I saw myself, and I have a witness to the consequences of the incident - my daughter. Well, and the nature of this creature is determined by you, scientists …"