We have an old and at that time abandoned cemetery in our city. Once, my friend and I decided to go through it in order to save time, since it was already dark and it was necessary to bypass it decently (it stands between the city and the cliff in front of the river).
We climbed into the hole in the fence and the sensation was immediately interesting. Well, this is understandable: night, cemetery. Immediately everyones visit dumki. Having reached somewhere in the middle of the churchyard, a friend says that he knows where two brothers-sailors lie. Says let's go in. I refused, said that I would wait for him on the mortuary (this is a ritual building on the territory of the cemetery, from which the road leads to the entrance-exit).
From here the fun began. Arriving at the mortuary, I lit a cigarette and waited for my friend. Then some people began to appear. I don’t remember what my feelings were, but for some reason it didn’t bother me. There were more of them, and gradually there was a noise and buzz as during a "party".
Let me remind you that it was already night. I began to hear how the speech came about me. And clearly not friendly. I feel that they want to get to the bottom of me. The suspicion, of course, appeared, but I stood like I didn't hear, especially since I had to wait for a friend.
Then a little girl comes up to me (again, the fact that the night and the churchyard did not bother me at that moment does not bother me) and says that they say go out of here, do not look for adventure on your ass. And I would be glad to dump, but the sense of pride does not allow the type.
She again says something similar to me and then says that my friend is leaving and I had better go with him. I looked around and see my friend walking towards the gate. Well, I followed him. In 20 seconds they caught up with him. I look at him, and through his teeth he says to me, "Let's get out of here quickly."
And here we go, and from behind you can hear the "hum" of those people. As soon as we step over the exit from the cemetery, suddenly everything disappears and falls silent in an instant. My friend and I met eyes and both without words began to realize what it was …
And this is what happened to my friend. While I stood and waited for him, he came to the grave of the "sailors". For some reason, he was also not surprised that the "sailors" stood next to the grave and began to talk to him.
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The details of the "bazaar" can no longer be remembered, but the point is that one of them openly ran into it almost before the fight, and the other stood up. The one who was aggressively disposed said (in general terms) that we got tired of walking here and there while they were "soaring" here.
When I told him what happened to me, and my friend - what happened to him, we compared that we were in different parts of the cemetery and the state of everything we saw did not surprise us. And how it all disappeared as soon as we stepped over. And from this we, to put it mildly, were stunned.
After a while, we have already deliberately decided to conduct an experiment. We came to the sailors at night, sat and listened. Nothing. Then they just remembered and put a bottle of vodka on their grave.
Maybe then the stars converged or something else, but then we seem to have seen those who did not go into another world and, as the "sailor" said, "soar" in the cemetery and cannot go beyond it, angry at everyone.
Sometimes remembering this story, I wonder what could have happened if I stayed there. If it wasn't for that girl, could they do anything to us at all?
Author: Alexey