Nina Kruglikova, a 30-year-old resident of Novotroitsk (Orenburg region), told this terrible story to the researcher of anomalous phenomena Aleksey Priyma.
It all started in the summer of 1990, when Nina and her husband suddenly smelled a sharp and very strong smell of sulfur in their apartment. They could not find the source of this smell in any way, it was only clear that the smell was in their apartment, and not coming from the street. After a few minutes, the smell disappeared and they forgot about the strange incident for almost a year.
Further, the story on behalf of the victim herself.
- Almost a year has passed. One late evening I went to bed, before I could doze off, when suddenly the familiar characteristic smell of sulfur billowed over my nostrils. This time he was weak, barely detectable.
I wanted to scream, call my husband, but I couldn't. The vocal cords were paralyzed. An attempt to jump out of bed also ended in nothing. My whole body was immobilized by some unknown force.
The next moment, I felt how someone's very thin, invisible fingers reached into my left eye under the eyelids, grabbed the eyeball and began to fiddle, flap, twist it. I feel myself starting to faint from horror and wild pain in my eye. And the invisible fingers - I emphasize, I felt it very clearly! - They suddenly stuck a tube into my eye and began to screw it right into the eyeball !!! Then something completely incomprehensible happened.
The tube, brutally driven into my left eye, turned out to be something like a telescope or, if you like, a periscope. I was simply stunned when, through the wild pain that tore at my eye, I realized that I had something like a second vision.
With my right eye, I saw a room filled with moonlight falling from the window. There was no stranger in her, and that meant that some invisible sadist was mocking me. But on the other hand, with his left eye - through a telescope thrust into him! - I clearly saw a strange picture.
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The picture was three-dimensional and color.
I saw a field of black plowed land stretching to the horizon. Not a single blade of grass was on the field. The sky above him was blue-blue, cloudless. Some figures were slowly moving across the field. I looked closely and gasped quietly. Ploughmen in long white shirts-robes moved there in a rare chain. Each of them gripped the handles of the plow into which the horse was harnessed.
And where are the tractors, I remember, I was surprised. Why don't they have tractors?
This thought flashed through my mind and immediately evaporated from it, for I noticed something, from my point of view, even more amazing. To the left, on the edge of the field, stood a small hut, a wooden house with a flat roof and a narrow door cut into a windowless wall. Sitting on a stone in front of the hut … my mother, who died two years ago! It seemed to me that she was staring at me.
And then the picture was clouded with a black impenetrable veil. I lost consciousness.
I don’t know what to think about all this. Let's say, with the help of a mysterious tube inserted into my eye, some higher powers showed me the afterlife and my deceased mother in it. But if so, what happens? In the otherworldly reality, it turns out, fields that need to be plowed for some reason?
Moreover, plowing with a peasant plow that is ancient as the world, which drags a horse. Where is the modern agricultural machinery? And in general, why would they, the tenants of that ghostly, so to speak, spiritual reality, need plowed grain fields? They, that is, spirits - what? Do they bake bread, like us, and then eat it?
I am surprised and spread my hands.
The picture that I saw through the telescope with my left eye was, I emphasize, unusually clear, and the pain in the eye was simply incredible, monstrous. This was obviously not a dream.