After reading this story, you can seriously think about the degree of truthfulness of this story … However, everything that has been said is rather documentary truth, in which there is not a drop of fiction or fantasy. Unfortunately, we will not be able to show the photo of the main character for the simple reason that there are serious reasons to fear the consequences for her. The forces that she had the courage to tell us about are much more powerful than any of our even the most secret earthly organizations. Judging by her story, in the 1980s, a kind of "special forces" began to be created in the world, designed to protect the inhabitants of our planet during major natural disasters. The training took place in the "heavenly" virtual network.
We are really talking about the "heavenly" Network, where earthlings were trained on the correct behavior during unforeseen or extreme circumstances.
This amazing story - another definition is not suitable for this - began quite ordinary: in July 2004, Gennady Belimov received a letter from a young woman named Nadezhda. Nadezhda indicated her place of residence in a district town near St. Petersburg. This woman, both in letters and already at the meeting, really wanted to remain incognito for the public. Because what she has told for 20 years is still a secret, and does not portend that she will ever be declassified. Although there was no ban. So the story can be considered more or less sanctioned.
It will be neither more nor less about the "heavenly" network, where earthlings were trained on the correct behavior during an emergency. They were trained on the principle of computer role-playing games - mistakes meant a return to the very beginning of the "game".
"Failures" usually ended with rather serious injuries or "lethal" outcomes, and all this fatality inevitably always had a very bad effect on health. And in order not to fall into the next set traps, it was necessary to completely "turn on" the brains and completely hone their actions.
The group of Nadezhda (N.) consisted of herself - a tenth-grader girl - and three teenage boys. The manager was the most ordinary man of about thirty with the most ordinary appearance, dressed in ordinary jeans and a shirt, sometimes a turtleneck. However, the group on a subconscious level felt that he was not their own, not earthly. His name was never pronounced aloud, and he could appear in anything, even in a woman's guise. Although, by the way, they themselves changed their appearance very often, depending on the type of game. Only their nicknames remained unchanged: Harry, Sam, Nancy. There were a lot of students - there were millions… and not only Russians. Nadezhda met many foreigners there, and this made her begin to study many foreign languages professionally.
“Sometimes, when I’m in a disgusting mood, I believe that we are potential bombs awaiting our explosion,” Nadezhda said during a secret meeting. - Although I still do not understand why we were needed and why we were trained. I also don’t know when this “hour of the explosion” will come - hour “X”. God forbid that it comes.
The focus of the game was not a great secret. These were usually the strongest natural or man-made disasters, and it was necessary, to save yourself, to organize the salvation of the rest. Situations have always been extremely dangerous, disastrous and so real that it sometimes became really creepy. It was a reality, albeit a different one. Strongly twisted, but different, with a truly unearthly logic.
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Education in the "heavenly" Network began in May 1986, when Nadezhda was only 15 years old, and it lasted for a year and a half. The role of Nadezhda in their group consisted of working with the population: clarification, organization of joint actions, explanation, etc. But one of the guys was entrusted with working with hitherto unexplored technologies, and in the future he became a very good programmer.
Under the cap of "strangers"
- Training always took place in the evening, as soon as I fell asleep, - Nadezhda recalled. - I was half asleep - half asleep. Apparently, only my consciousness or subtle bodies remained on, because otherwise one day my mother would see that I was not in bed. It all started with a descent along a short pipe - and I immediately found myself in an unfamiliar place: in some room, on the seashore, in a city, in a forest, etc., and sometimes not at all on Earth. The point of the game was to look around and then try to survive. Rather, adapt to new conditions and reality. And it doesn't matter what era it was: the Middle Ages, World War II, a city in the future, an unfamiliar planet, etc. On one specific topic, the game could go on for days, weeks, and sometimes months - everything depended on the situation. I knew that my "support group" existed somewhere. Each of us had our own legend and our own goal, but one thing united us - the feeling of each other in chaos and a common strategy.
“Frankly, it was very exciting to play,” Nadezhda recalls. - All this lasted an hour and a half, and then I spent the whole day in my mind working out possible options, scrolling through possible further scenarios. It was very much like writing, the process of creating a storyline for a work."
When Nadya turned 16 in August 1987, school ended and Nadezhda experienced a lot of stress. She lacked adrenaline all the time. These, she says, were the best, albeit difficult years of her life.
What were the themes of the games? Most often it was a war, a rescue from natural disasters. The sense of reality was so great that sometimes it was reflected in the emotional or physical states of Hope. Once she was “killed” by cutting her throat. In fact, she fell ill with mumps. The next time she injured her leg, and in the "worldly" life she got so painful that she was even released from physical education. What was it? Why did virtuality reflect on reality?
After the end of the "courses", all the participants had their memory cleared, and almost no memories remained. At least her “support group” has only fragmentary memories. And they disappeared over time. Nadezhda kept a diary at night and had an excellent memory. This is what helped her not to forget all this.
Nadezhda says that she was constantly tormented by doubts about the reality of the Web: how real is this "school", its partners, games, curator? But when it was all over, they were finally told that later they would meet in life. And so it happened. All four of them met at the Institute of Foreign Languages in Leningrad for entrance exams. With one of them - Valentine - later they got married. Today Valentin is a very promising and successful head of one of the departments of a radio station known throughout the country. And others are not lost in life, all of them have a life. Those. it should be concluded that the Network selected only the most promising and intelligent. And, probably, they are still ahead. Because the situation in our world is developing in such a way that someday the population may find itself in such a situation,that their skills can become very much in demand. It seems that then their memory will be unblocked and they will be able to fulfill their mission.
Content of "dangerous" games
Somehow I received a letter from Nadezhda in which she presented a detailed scenario of one of the games. And here I was able to appreciate all the complexity and diversity of these games.
For instance:
"The Middle Ages" (the names of the games were indicated by Nadezhda herself) is a game with ancient castles, medieval knights, very beautiful, although sometimes very cynical.
"Mars". Rescue operations are being carried out on Mars. It is necessary at all costs to preserve life on Mars and unite with it for the further elimination of the catastrophe on the planet, which was associated with time. The group found survivors on the planet and took them away from there in triangular spacecraft.
"Talisman of good luck". The game is developing not on the ground, but on another planet very similar to the earth. It is very cold, the snow is poisonous green for some reason. The group works in spacesuits, travels on a flying saucer. Local aborigines are dwarfs, moreover, very primitive and rather small in stature. Nadezhda's responsibilities included anthropology - establishing ties with the local population. I made many mistakes during the game.
"Consulate of the Earth". Again, a game on another planet called Dombey. The local weather is very well remembered - here the time was marked by natural phenomena. For example, it rained every day at the same hour. So they marked the time: "Time of Mists", "Hour of White Steam", "Hour of the Last Drop", etc. I remember that the terrain was quite rocky, there were almost no plants, and the buildings were all low, with very narrow windows.
"Tsunami". During the game, you had to save the city from the flood. I remember panic, huge destruction, fear of water. Scary nights and days to save lives. In this game, she died several times.
Down the River of Time. Imagine a historical game: England, the execution of King Charles, the uprising at Cromwell … And all in English! Nadezhda pretended to be deaf and dumb, which, however, was not quite far from the truth.
"World War I". A gas attack crashed into my memory, and, moreover, on a front several tens of kilometers long - a real nightmare!
"Invasion". An interesting and entertaining game: organizing an underground movement in the fight against an alien invasion. The scene of action was Moscow and its environs.
"Underwater Research". One of the massive games. For several days they sailed on a floating base far out to sea on a large ship, and on other days in an underwater house or in a submarine. I remember only a very cozy atmosphere, some especially sincere relations with each other among the players. “This is one of my favorite games,” wrote Nadezhda.
In a year and a half, there were only 18 games. I understand that by playing them from start to finish, you could gain such experience that our ordinary life will seem to you just playing in a sandbox. Who knows why and for what purpose they taught the people? Moreover, they were trained not according to their desire, but by forcing and controlling …
What can happen tomorrow?
Today Gennady Belimov is completing his investigation of the situation with the Network, and although it was not the most complete and he did not manage to unravel many circumstances associated with the "courses" in the strange "heavenly" school, we were able to understand one very important thing: what kind of something incomprehensible game, some work is underway. Some people on Earth are taught very specific things, then very skillfully blocking their memory in order to restore it later if necessary. But the most important thing that we managed to find out is that people are taught not by terrestrial inhabitants, not by "laymen", but by aliens whose existence we do not yet accept.
And THEY, apparently, have launched a vigorous activity on the planet, and Nadezhda's mention of the very real and expected Second Wave of aliens in 2009-2012, perhaps, is not devoid of a specific basis. For many years now, Gennady Belimov has been closely following in the media and in his personal correspondence the moments that may be associated with the training of some of our compatriots on the Internet. Despite the memory blockage, many "players" have episodes and details of such training in "space colleges". Moreover, I even have one message from Crimea, which says that such training is being conducted now, and not 20 years ago. So, something unknown is waiting for us? So they are still preparing us for something?
After all, those who then visited the Web, even if reluctantly, but wait for the "X" hour, when their knowledge may need them.
The training was carried out on the principle of computer role-playing games: mistakes meant a return to the very beginning of the "game".
For Gennady Belimov, communication with Nadezhda was a kind of test. Moreover, a test of the strength of materialistic principles. After all, nowhere and never have we been taught that this world is not at all the same as it is described in thick textbooks. We have never been told about the multidimensionality of space or the existence of another mind, more developed and deeper than ours. The author stubbornly sought confirmation of Nadezhda's stories and diaries in the world around him. And, oddly enough, he always found and finds them now! But this is a completely different topic for the story.
He admits that such an investigation has not yet taken place in his UFO practice. And he is waiting with bated breath for the continuation of this whole story. Maybe someone else will remember something, someone is even more informed about the Network - and the truth, which is somewhere nearby, will manifest itself even more clearly out of the fog of our ignorance. Who knows?..
