According to Anatoly Nevzorov from Krasnoyarsk, from January to March 1992, he observed from time to time around him mysterious phenomena. "Black velvet spots" floated in the air, and between them tiny stars were silvery, also scurrying back and forth.
Nevzorov sent his unusual story to the researcher of anomalous phenomena Alexei Priyma, and he published it in one of his books.
At the end of February 1992, Anatoly had an unusually vivid dream, hard and disgusting.
I dreamed: a man in a black cassock and with dark bags under his eyes was approaching him with a quick step. He silently walks around Anatoly, stands behind him and puts his very heavy hand on his shoulder. And Nevzorov, meanwhile, to his own amazement, utters some incomprehensible incantations. A man in a black cassock rhythmically presses his hand on his shoulder and forces him to bow in time to the incantations being pronounced. At the same time, Anatoly clearly felt a single feeling - a feeling of disgust and disgust, reaching almost to the point of nausea.
Some time after an unpleasant dream, Nevzorov suddenly realized that he was, as he put it, "under the hypnosis of the forces of darkness." To his greatest horror, someone else's low male voices once sounded right in his head. They muttered in a deep bass: "From now on you are ours!.. We will never get out of you now … You are enslaved by us!"
And - they kept their word. Didn't leave the person. Frightening voices are still heard in Anatoly's mind. Their monologues are full of threats, abundantly saturated with areal abuse.
Priyma Nevzorov ended his letter with the following words:
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- Exhausted in full, I went to the library and turned first to literature on psychiatry, and then to books on anomalous phenomena, including yours. And I realized that I was having a so-called obsession. Evil spirits, descendants of the hellish darkness, have taken over me. They do not want to leave the captured "psychic bridgehead". I drank numerous medicines, read prayers, sought help from priests.
It's all in vain. Probably, no one will ever be able to help me, for I am a person, irrevocably, according to my deep feelings, defeated by the forces of darkness. It is not out of place to note in passing that I regularly go to work, successfully cope with all my duties, including family responsibilities, and do not at all rush with wild screams at walls or at people. The secret of oppressive communication with the messengers of hell is my personal secret. I do not intend to disturb others with her.
As Priyma later wrote, several similar stories have accumulated in his archive about how evil forces in the form of a man in a black cassock terrorized various people. Here is another similar story from his collection. It happened with a resident of Dnepropetrovsk, Larisa Glushets.
“The demon first appeared in our house in September 1991,” the woman said, “And not only I, but also my husband saw him! Late in the evening, right before our eyes, a large man appeared in the air, as if condensed out of nothing, in a black robe, similar to a cassock, and with a black muslin on his head, which fell in folds over his shoulders. Ignoring my completely taken aback husband, he began to threaten me, promising to strangle …
From that day on, I constantly hear his voice at night. He pesters me all the time with his conversations, the whole point of which boils down to endless threats. On the advice of a doctor, I took antipsychotic drugs. I turned to psychics, then to a healer grandmother. Did not help! The voice continues to ring in my head.