It happened in a remote village. There, in one of the dilapidated houses, a young man, as far as I remember, by the name of Vladimir, settled with his family. He had a wife and two twin sons, who were, I think, ten years old. Everyone was very happy that they were able to buy, almost for a pittance, an old but large two-story house.
The owner of this dwelling was an elderly woman. She looked strange, exhausted. Her eyes were hiding something, but Vladimir and his young wife, intoxicated with joy in their souls, did not pay attention to it. The elderly woman did not speak much. Taking the money and quickly filling out the necessary documents, she hastened to get away. The dwelling itself required renovation. On the second floor, judging by the disorder, it seemed that no one had lived for a long time: dust and cobwebs reigned everywhere - on the chairs, on the table, on the windows, on the bed, on the wardrobes, etc. You can also notice peeling walls, cracks in the ceilings; many dusty books and things lay on the old shelves.
The whole large room was saturated with some incomprehensible smell - either sulfur, or fungus or rot. Directly in front of the entrance to the large room was a dressing table - a huge mirror on legs, framed by oak. The mirror was almost invisible due to the large amount of dust on it. In general, everything looked rather gloomy here. Vladimir and his wife did not have the money to make a complete renovation, so they had to live in it until better times. To begin with, they tidied up the room on the second floor - everything was washed and cleaned. Then they decided to make a nursery there for children. And they themselves settled on the first.
One deep moon night, the children decided to play with a large old mirror: they laughed at it, played, supposedly summoning spirits. However, they later greatly regretted it.
- Look, what a big mirror, I have not seen this yet, - said one of the guys. - Have you heard that there is another, parallel world? I heard about it!
“Come on, Grisha,” was the name of one of the twins, and the other was called Mikhail. - Do not be silly, a mirror is like a mirror, what else can there be in it besides our reflection! And everything you've heard is just fairy tales!
- Are you scared? Well, if a coward, then we will not call anyone from this looking-glass world!
- Who is the coward, am I a coward? - Misha said, - Well, let's call the ghosts, I don't care, because I know it's not true!
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- Who would you like to call now? - Grisha asked. - And let's call the demons, no, it's better … It is deep night, at this time they wander. Parents are sleeping. Let's call grandma, she died long ago!
- Come on!
The guys called her name for a long time, asked her to appear, but no one was there. They only saw their reflections in the moonlight, then laughed together.
- Okay, let's go to bed, - said Misha, - tomorrow to school, exams!
- Come, God bless them, with these ghosts!
When the guys settled down and began to fall asleep gradually, something changed inside the mirror. Some colors appeared: dark, white, red. Something in the white shroud levitated through the air. Then there were more and more of them. White colors were darkened by black, black - white; everything moved, stirred, revived; and it was not clear what it was. Misha and his brother were already fast asleep. In a dream, his grandmother came to him, she was all in white and very happy, happy as never before.
Misha rolled over on the other side and suddenly heard a heavy cough in the room. He could not understand what kind of cough: in a dream or in reality? The cough continued getting stronger and stronger. Misha opened his eyes and trembled with fear, after which he thought: “How do I hear this? Who in the house is so sick? Nobody coughs in our family!” When he heard again, he wanted to wake up his brother. However, in order to do this, he had to get out of bed and go to his sofa: and he simply could not do this because of fear. The cough has stopped. Heavy footsteps appeared that approached his bed. Misha did not move. And goose bumps filled his body and soul. “My God, someone is coming to me! I was wrong, there are ghosts, they are! God protect me!”He said to himself. Everything was quiet. He fell asleep soundly.
The next day in the evening Misha told everyone in the house about what had happened at night. They all laughed. Mom calmed him down. My brother said that this happens in a dream, and that, they say, a cough is just a vision. The father said that he went out at night and even walked around the rooms, that, they say, these were his steps, after which he advised his son to watch less horror films.
But Misha felt something deep in his soul and knew that it was all connected with an old mirror. He managed to gather everyone in front of the mirror late at night, then summoned the ghost of his grandmother again. Everyone was waiting. At that moment, when everyone was already desperate and wanted to leave, the image of the once deceased grandmother appeared inside the mirror. She was in a white shroud. Then she heard her hard cough. Misha's mom fainted at that moment, the others just froze with fear.
None of them dared to move. Other ghosts gradually appeared behind my grandmother. As my friend said, this family was shocked by what they saw for a long time. According to him, behind this mirror was a parallel world in which lost souls lived. It is not known exactly what happened to the mirror and the family. However, from what I hear, this house is still standing and empty in a remote part of the village.