This story about a very curious manifestation of a poltergeist in 1991 in one of the Moscow houses on Marshal Konev Street can hardly be found on the Internet.
It is mentioned only in the book of the researcher of anomalous phenomena Igor Vinokurov and in several other anthologies on anomalous phenomena.
Meanwhile, this poltergeist was truly unique, as it manifested itself not only in the movement of objects, but also in conversations on the phone (!).
This aggressive invisible man terrorized grandmother Tamara Alekseevna and her adolescent grandson Alyosha. Further, the story about the incidents in the apartment will go mainly on behalf of the grandmother.
An ordinary one-room apartment on the fourth floor of a 12-storey building on Konev Street in Moscow. The place is the same as usual - right in front of the house there is a cozy courtyard with a playground, where babies are almost always spinning, mothers with strollers walk. The hostess is Tamara Alekseevna, at 64 she looks younger than her age - a nice and friendly person. But her poise also cracked in those days …
“Everything started from phone calls,” she says. - One and the same voice - disgusting, drunk - threatened, warned that it would turn off the light, telephone, start a fire. And the light after that began to turn off. An electrician from the ZhEK, who came on call more than once, looked at both the lights and the dashboard, but found nothing faulty. I decided that it was my hallucinations, even sleepwalking. Like, at night myself, not remembering myself, I get up and slightly unscrew the bulbs from the sockets.
Then threatening notes began to appear, written in large block letters on sheets from school notebooks in a box. They always fell from above, as if from the ceiling. And then you come, there is such a note in the room, although the apartment was closed.
At night, sometimes the door suddenly began to swing open, and even after they began to prop it up with a stick or a mop, fasten the keys sticking out in it with wire. The sticks bounced off with a bang, the keys turned in the lock and fell to the floor. The door opens, and behind it - no one! Terror gripped, from which then all night long it was impossible to sleep.
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But the real pogrom began when the furniture "went crazy". What then was happening to me! There were just a sister with a grandson, and they were just about to sleep, they wanted to put a cot - wherever it was: it jumped straight, bends, torn from the hands. And with what force! They wanted to move two chairs to make a bed for my sister, so they move apart, slip away.
Once I came home from work, and from the room - singing! The same nasty voice that threatened me on the phone. Sings something thieves. And then suddenly - political information, the latest news. And then - my own voice, which seemed to be recorded by someone on a tape recorder.
We wanted to see who's having fun inside with my grandson, but it was not. The door is closed from the inside, the furniture pushed close to it does not allow - they barely pushed it back. There is no one in the room. And in the evening the furniture moved again.
The TV antenna escaped from the nest and flew around the room before our eyes, hitting the chandelier, on the glass, or it stood on its tail, like a cobra with a swollen hood, and turned after us. Then she tried to wrap herself around Alyosha. We tied it up - and in a bag. So she, along with the bag, rushed into the room like a dog from a chain! I had to cut it off, then I just calmed down …
We sat down to drink tea in the kitchen. And then it began … First, the door to the room knocked. I got up and closed it. It immediately opened itself, and something flew past me. It was a toy - a rubber Buratino that flew into the kitchen from the room.
Suddenly, just above my ear, someone said in a creaky voice: "You-pede-te …". Alyosha could have said this, but he was sitting in the corridor on a stool, he was too far away.
Then the whole broadcast went. A drunken voice hummed and grumbled, babbled like Carlson, sang "la-la-la", swore, gloated: "You will get to me, look, look!"
Then money flew into the kitchen from the hallway: 2 rubles, then 5 more, 2 more, 5 more. When the 50-ruble bill fell on the floor, a thought flashed: was it from my raincoat that was hanging on a hanger in the hallway? I counted the cash. And when the 100-ruble bill had already planted on the kitchen floor, I counted it again. So it is - there was not a hundred rubles!
Then I didn't just put it back, but tied my pocket with the hem of my cloak, stuffed my belt and handkerchief into it. It turned out to be a tight knot. Nevertheless, another 5-ruble coin somehow got out of the pocket in a devilish way, and it remained untied. How did it happen?
As researcher Vinokurov wrote, my grandmother tried to contact the automatic telephone exchange, asked to establish where they were calling from. There she was told that the number was not being established, apparently, someone was connecting directly to the line.
An unknown voice continued to ring the apartment. The voice was the same, drunken and impudent. But now he no longer threatened, but, on the contrary, was complacent. He offered to restore all the destruction that he had done in the apartment, moreover, to bring new furniture and a new color TV.
The hostess, according to Vinokurov's colleague G. R. Arutyunov, refused. She feared that if she went to meet the wishes of evil spirits, then later she would not get rid of her.
- I don’t know, as a hostess, but I would promise my consent. Experience shows that it, that is, the unclean force, does not so much promise as it seduces. Why not give her a bit of disappointment, she won't keep her promises anyway,”said Arutyunov.
The subsequent events described by Arutyunov proved that this was really so, since after the mistress's refusal, the voice began to seduce in a different way: every now and then phone calls were heard in the apartment, and an unknown voice dictated tasks: to go to such and such a park at one in the morning, to find such and such gazebo, put paper with such and such a text; go to the city of Oryol, find a bench at the station and take a note under it; climb into the attic and, lying on the floor, light two candles between two mirrors, look in the mirrors until a vision appears there. And so it went on for two weeks.
All these tasks, the teenager Alyosha performed not alone, but together with a researcher ufologist who wanted to test in practice the possibility of establishing contact with evil spirits. But the promise to teach levitation and other miracles, given by the parallel world, was never fulfilled - the researchers just wasted their time.