In January 1936, in the Black Sea off the Crimean coast, a living creature with a horse's head fell into the net of fishermen. Frightened to death, people immediately tore the tackle and set him free, while they themselves returned to the shore.
And here is the story of the famous writer Vsevolod Ivanov about what happened to him in Koktebel. “Dolphins were moving in a flock to the left along the bay. The mullet must have been moving there. I turned my eyes to the right and just in the middle of the bay, about 50 meters from the shore, I noticed a large, 10-12 m in circumference, stone, overgrown with brown algae.
While smoking my pipe, I began to observe the ball of seaweed. The current seemed to be intensifying. The algae began to lose their rounded shape. The ball lengthened. Breaks appeared in the middle. And then…
Then I trembled all over, got to my feet and sat up, as if afraid that I could scare "it" if I stood on my feet.
I looked at my watch. It was 12.15. There was almost complete silence. Only behind me, in the Gyaur Bach valley, were the birds chirping. My pipe was smoking heavily. The "ball" unfolded. Turned around. Stretched out. I still counted and did not count "it" as algae, until the "it" moved upstream. This creature swam in undulating movements to the place where the dolphins were, that is, on the left side of the bay. It was still quiet. Naturally, it immediately occurred to me: isn't it a hallucination? I looked at my watch again: it was 12.18.
The distance, the shine of the sun on the water, interfered with the reality of what I saw, but the water was transparent, and therefore I could better see the bodies of dolphins, which were twice as far from me as the monster.
It was large, very large, 25-30 meters, and as thick as a desk top if turned sideways. It was under water for half a meter and, it seems to me, was flat. The lower part of it was, apparently, white, as far as the depth of the water made it possible to understand this, and the upper part was dark brown, which allowed me to mistake it for algae. Our upbringing, which did not accustom us to the appearance of miracles, immediately began to hinder me. I started with the thought: is this a hallucination?
He groped for the hot pipe, took a drag, looked at the rocks and took out his watch again. All this prevented me from observing, but in the end I thought: “Well, to hell with her, if it's a hallucination! I will watch . The monster, wriggling in the same way as swimming snakes, slowly swam towards the dolphins. They immediately disappeared.
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This happened on May 14, 1952. My first thought, when I came to my senses a little, was: I must immediately go down closer to the shore. But from above, from the cliff, I could see better, and if I went down, then perhaps some rock would have hidden the monster from me, or it could hide. I stayed where I was. I saw the general outline, but did not notice the particulars. For example, I did not see the eyes of the monster, and how could I see them underwater? Having chased the dolphins away, or maybe not even thinking to chase after them, the monster curled up into a ball, and the current carried it back to the right. It again began to resemble a brown stone overgrown with algae.
Carried to the middle of the bay, just to that place or approximately to where I saw it for the first time, the monster turned around again and, turning towards the dolphins, suddenly raised its head above the water. The head, the size of the span of the arms, was like a snake one. For some reason I did not see my eyes, from which we can conclude that they were small. After holding its head above the water for two minutes - large drops of water flowed from it - the monster turned sharply, lowered its head into the water and quickly swam away behind the rocks that close the Carnelian Bay.
I looked at my watch. It was three minutes to one. I watched the monster for over 40 minutes. On the right, the rocks are very steep, and it was impossible to get into the neighboring bay. I hurried home. What he saw prompted Vsevolod Ivanov to search for information about an unknown creature. Here's what he found out.
“Maria Semyonovna Voloshin (wife of the famous Russian poet and artist Maximilian Voloshin. - Author), who was the keeper of all the Koktebel traditions and customs, told this. In 1921, a note was published in the local Feodosia newspaper that a "huge reptile" appeared in the area of Mount Karadag and … a company of Red Army men was sent to capture him. The size of the "reptile" was not reported, no further information about his fate was published. Maximilian Voloshin sent a clipping about the "reptile" to Mikhail Bulgakov, and it formed the basis of the story "Fatal Eggs". In addition, Maria Voloshina said that they also saw a "bastard" in the village, but recently, but knows the details … the wife of art critic Gabrichevsky, who lives in Koktebel without a break."
Vsevolod Ivanov found Gabrichevskaya, and she told the writer about an unusual case. Much later, already in 1986, the Crimean ethnographer N. Lesina clarified this story with the words of a direct participant in those events, collective farmer Varvara Kuzminichna Zozuli and her granddaughter.
Collective farmer Varvara Zozulya went to Karadag, to Cape Malchin, for brushwood. There I encountered an unprecedented animal. Her first words, spoken in Ukrainian, were: "I live for rockies, but I didn't bach like that!" This story really happened in September 1952, which coincides with the story of Gabrichevskaya. So, Varvara Kuzminichna Zozulya, who was already 80 years old in 1986, walked down the slope to the rock. This rock is right next to the path, a few meters from the sea. There is a quiet heated place. There "it" slept. Varvara Kuzminichna, mistaking the "reptile" for a heap of brushwood, almost stepped on it.
The animal woke up and raised its head. "Oh my God! Such a small head, goggled at me. The head is small, the neck is thin, and then the back is like a pillar, thick. The head rose high, high. It got up over me, hit its tail when it got up … ". The woman retreated, swinging the rope. “And when I started waving at it, it began to unwind like a ball. I don’t know how many meters there are. Then it went to the sea. " "It", according to the informant, had lower and upper limbs - "arms, legs." And the voice is a squeak.
Author: S. I. Minakov
Source: "Mysterious and Paranormal Activities"