Sound recording techniques sometimes record strange voices. Mysterious phantoms appear on the videos from time to time. Very often, young children make imaginary friends. And domestic cats and dogs can stare at one point for a long time or chase after "emptiness." We have written about such cases more than once.
Scientists and paranormal specialists have not yet studied this phenomenon. Nevertheless, there are facts, there are facts: technology fixes something, cats play with someone, and children talk to someone. And only a minimal percentage of adults experience a different world.
The case described below, which was sent by our reader, we could not ignore, as it doubly proves that our world is not as simple as it seems.
Baby monitor. The mystical story of an eyewitness Olesya
That mystical incident happened in my country house. I still can't figure out what it was.
My name is Olesya, I am twenty-eight years old. Three years ago, our angel was born - a girl Masha.
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Last summer, my husband and I bought a small country house so that my daughter and I could spend more time in the fresh air. I specially bought a newfangled device - a baby monitor, so that Mashenka was always under supervision. The transmitter was always with me, and I heard everything that happens in my daughter's room.
That day, I was cooking dinner in the kitchen, and Masha was sleeping in her room. Suddenly I heard a crackling noise from the speaker of the baby monitor, like radio interference. She brought the device to her ear and began to listen. A couple more clicks and on the other side something or someone spoke. I even screamed out of fear. It was mumbling in an incomprehensible language. Grabbing the knife from the table, I rushed into the room where Masha was sleeping. Bursting into the room, I saw my daughter crying. She pointed to the wall:
- Aunt, wicked aunt.
- What aunt? I asked my daughter.
- Scary and angry aunt. She went into that wall.
The window in the room was closed. It is also impossible to enter the house unnoticed through the front door. I combed the whole house, but found no one.
By the evening I had already forgotten about everything. After all, Masha could think of aunt, children have a violent fantasy. And the baby monitor could catch some kind of extraneous signal. However, the next day everything happened again, one to one. The point is clear, I could no longer stay in this house. My daughter and I left for the city.
It turned out later. That in the place where our house was built there was a wooden church. During the war, the Germans closed several dozen people in this church and set it on fire.
We sold the house and bought another, which is quiet and peaceful.