A touch to the other world
Lit candles, fortune telling on the betrothed or fate, summoning the spirits of long-dead people or someone from the representatives of evil spirits, all this was widely practiced among young people both in ancient times and in our days. But if our ancestors, before starting to guess, said the necessary magic spells to protect themselves from the unpredictable actions of beings from other worlds, then in our time, fortune-tellers do not burden themselves with this, believing that "it will do just that." But sometimes it doesn't come off. …
Betrothed to Satan
Once, a resident of the Upper Terrace, Zhanna, with her girlfriends, gathered at the apartment to tell fortunes on the betrothed by someone and somewhere heard in a way.
Midnight - the girls lit two candles in front of a large mirror, put a glass of water, and put a wedding ring on the bottom. The fortuneteller had to sit in front of the mirror and peer into the center of the ring. And if someone's image appears there, then the glass should have been immediately covered with a small mirror prepared in advance.
Jeanne was the first to tell fortunes. They pulled the curtains on the windows, turned off the light, and she, with a sinking heart, began to look inside the glass. The girls watched the fortuneteller in complete silence.
At first Jeanne did not see anything, but then the environment around her began to disappear somewhere and in absolute silence some strange corridor began to approach her. Forgetting about everything in the world, she watched as a vague silhouette appeared at the end of this corridor, which, gently, slowly approached, taking the form of a handsome young man.
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In the mysterious flickering light, the stranger seemed to float along an endless corridor, then slowly raised his right hand and beckoned Jeanne to him. And then … Then suddenly, with great speed, the hand began to increase in size and approach Jeanne's face, petrified with horror. A terrible fear paralyzed her brain and body, and the ensuing blow knocked her unconscious.
Not understanding what was happening, whispering, the girlfriends watched as Jeanne leaned lower and lower over the glass. All of a sudden, both candles went out, and they heard a wild scream, and then an incomprehensible noise. The frightened, screaming girls rushed about the dark room for a long time and senselessly, until, in the end, one of them guessed to turn on the light.
In the light, the girls saw Jeanne lying on the floor, shards of glass on the floor and spilled water, the ring was nowhere to be seen. A purple-blue spot swelled on Jeanne's cheek. In a panic, the girls were horrified to see that Jeanne's wedding ring was on the ring finger of her right hand …
After a while, the swelling on the cheek subsided, turned pale, but fingerprints are still clearly visible. Knowledgeable grandmothers said that during fortune-telling, Jeanne became engaged to Satan himself, and something will be further only he knows!
Devil lamp
So the same unfinished story remained in which two teenagers from Poland plunged. It all started with an ancient treatise on mysterious knowledge that Tomasz found in his grandfather's library. After reading it, he wanted to have a little fun with witchcraft at his leisure. He shared his idea with his classmate Rafal. After reading the tome together again, the comrades decided to try the method of invoking the devil.
The ritual described was performed in full detail late at night in Rafal's room. Parents were not at home, and the guys invited girlfriends. The spells were pronounced in all seriousness. The girls sat spellbound. And then a sheaf of sparks suddenly burst from the floor! This was one of the first signs of the approach of the devil described in the book.
Tomas and Rafal, who believed that witchcraft and magic were just fairy tales, did not expect such a turn of events. Meanwhile, a misty cloud appeared in the place from which the sparks flew. This was the second sign! The girls ran out of the room screaming. The jokes are over. Rafal panicked. Tomas, however, began frantically looking for a spell that would help him master the situation. He hadn’t thought about it before.
Turning the pages, he found a method of trapping evil spirits in inanimate objects. There was not enough time for further searches. The guy quickly spoke the written words and grabbed the first that came to hand. It was a lamp that stood on the desk. A minute later, a cloud was drawn into the lamp.
The magic operation worked, but not completely. The light from the lamp suddenly turned blood red, focused on one point, and lit a witchcraft book on the floor. When Tomas wanted to unplug the plug, a purple ray burned his palm. After the lamp became interested in the canary in the cage. The light became colorless for a moment, and the bird immediately died. The guys came to their senses, threw a blanket over the lamp, jumped out into the corridor and unscrewed the fuses. They put the neutralized lamp under the closet, but it is not clear how, again it was in the middle of the room, began to spin on the floor as if it were alive. In the end, the teenagers coped with it, stuffed it into a leather bag and threw it on the mezzanine.
And the next day, inexplicable phenomena began to occur in the apartment. Small objects moved by themselves, strange whispering voices were heard asking for something. Incomprehensible inscriptions and drawings began to appear at the house and on the landing. Sometimes some silent persons stood at the entrance for hours on end. Four car accidents occurred at a nearby intersection in one week.
Ten days after the magic session, a priest knocked on Tomas's apartment. He said that he knew everything from Rafal and wanted to take the lamp for an exorcism session. Tomas handed over the lamp. But as it turned out, Rafal did not talk about the lamp with any priest. Moreover, there was no such priest at all in the local parish …
The smell of death
A scorching touch to the other world was a shock for a resident of the Rostov city of Shakhty, Olga.
After one of the midnight fortune-telling, her whole life was suddenly filled with some incredible mysticism. At first, she began to constantly see the crushed dogs.
“Every day, before my very eyes, cars began to crush dogs,” says Olga. - At first it was for some reason red dogs, then - black. I was already on the verge of a mental breakdown when it all suddenly ended.
The crushed dogs disappeared, but it was time for the funeral machines. By the nature of my work, I go on small business trips around the region almost every day, and now on the highways I began to literally see a truck funeral truck every day. Everything is as it should be - a coffin, wreaths, people in black. At first I thought it was my hallucinations. But somehow, during another such meeting, the driver of my bus exclaimed in surprise: “We were going there, they met us, we were going back - we got caught again. And here, after all, there are no cemeteries nearby!"
This nightmare lasted several months. Then I began to have nightmares: the faces of people who died a violent death surfaced in them. Wounds on the neck, chest, faces. In the end, I saw one of the "heroes" of my dreams … alive.
I was late for the train, and I had to wait about an hour at the station. It was winter, very cold. And suddenly a man appeared in the waiting room. He was about 60 years old, his face was simply creepy: everything was covered with scars, the corners of his mouth were torn, and his mouth was, as they say, "from ear to ear." The complexion is kind of pale gray. After wandering around the hall, he came up to me and sat down next to me. The nails on his fingers were long and curved into the palm of his hand, and he smelled of grave cold and the smell of decaying meat. He seemed to be rotting alive.
I began to read Our Father at a frantic pace, hoping that he would leave. And he really got up and moved to the exit. It seemed strange to me the reaction of people to the presence of this person. It was hard not to notice his ugliness, but everyone looked as if through him, as if this man was not at all.
And then I thought: perhaps this is the only one I see a freak? And I got even more scared. Apparently, I provoked something bad by communicating with the other worlds. That is why I finally gave up on my experiments!"
Death in the card circle
But for six friends from German Duisburg, everything ended sadly, and almost all of them eventually went to the world they were trying to get into so recklessly!
On that tragic July evening, only friends gathered at Peter Zemmer's house: students Dirk Zandekki, Bernd Reimers, Klaus Winzeck and two sales girls Gaby Ehler and Petra Weiss.
Decided to tell fortunes on the cards. They were laid out on the table in the form of a cross, and around the edges were thirteen lighted candles. Dirk turned on the video camera and Petra began: “Spirit, we are calling you. Are you here?"
And then the glass moved to the word "yes" and again returned to the middle. Peter yelled.
- Spirit, who are you? Gaby asked. The glass did not move. - Are you still here? - she continued to insist. And the glass moved again towards "yes".
- Tell us your name, spirit! - continued Petra.
The glass moved towards "no".
- Give us a sign! - demanded Petra. “Let us know you're here.
And then something crashed to the floor with a crash. Everyone looked at Peter's shelf, from which the porcelain horse had fallen and scattered into thousands of pieces.
For some time everyone sat as if paralyzed.
- It doesn't happen, - Dirk broke the silence.
- Probably, he was standing on the very edge of the shelf and fell from a draft? - suggested Bernd.
- No, he has been in this place for two years already, - said Peter.
- Give us a sign, - Dirk asked the spirit. The glass began to move from letter to letter.
“Stop,” Bernd read in a whisper.
The crowd's hair stood on end.
- Why should we stop? Peter asked.
The glass began to move again from letter to letter.
“Death,” Dirk read. - What would that mean?
- Give us a sign! Bernd ordered in a loud voice.
Bang! A bottle shattered in a beer crate. Bang! With the same sound, the other flew apart. Everyone turned pale. Gaby woke up first. She rushed to the door and started tugging at the handle.
- Let me out! I want to leave! she shouted, trying in vain to open the locked door.
- Are you a good or an evil spirit? - Bernd did not calm down. The glass spelled the word "stop" …
- Why did you die?
“U-bey-stvo,” Klaus read syllables.
- Can you incarnate? Appear to us! Bernd ordered.
The room was absolutely quiet. Gaby was lying on the couch, her face buried in the pillow, Bernd was sitting next to her. And Petra …
It all happened instantly. Without a word, Petra rushed with the neck off the bottle at Klaus. Klaus recoiled in surprise. Petra, her face twisted with anger, grabbed his shoulder. The guys tried to knock her to the floor, but she threw them away like a piece of fluff. Recovering from the shock, Bernd jumped up and hit Petra in the legs. She fell, Peter immediately took the bottleneck from her and, together with Bernd, pressed her to the floor.
- Petra, come to your senses! - Dirk shouted.
The girl looked at the guys in a strange way and suddenly spoke in a terrible hoarse voice. A voice that did not belong to Peter.
- I warned you! she croaked. - Here I am! Well, come to me! I want you! Fuck me, dead,”a dull voice broke from Petra's twisted mouth. - Enter my decomposed body and experience the orgasm of darkness!
Peter began to pray. The possessed woman laughed hysterically and added:
“The Lord is the same worthless, useless fucker, like all of you!
Bernd slapped her in the face in a big way. Petra's eyes rolled back and she collapsed and passed out. The ghost disappeared.
Friends rushed to the front door, but then again they heard a hoarse voice behind them:
- I'll get you! Come to me, my dears! Caress my dead body!
The guys looked around in mute horror. Petra was unconscious. A voice thundered from the tape recorder's speakers.
… When the ambulance and the police arrived at the house, it was already getting light. The orderlies carried Petra out on a stretcher. She laughed madly. A week after this incident, Klaus and Bernd were killed in a car accident. At night on a deserted street, they crashed into a tree.
Gaby, after this nervous shock, left for a Swiss sanatorium. But she didn't arrive there. The search led nowhere. She disappeared without a trace.
Dirk wanted to commit suicide. At night, he jumped from the third floor from the window of his room and now lies with serious injuries in intensive care. Peter, like Gaby, has recently also been reported missing. Petra Weiss is still in a closed clinic …