This story happened long ago, in an era when new push-button devices began to replace rotary telephones. The last "squeak" of the then fashion was the so-called. Caller IDs (phones with automatic caller ID) and models with the ability to connect an answering machine. The last miracle of technical progress was simply irreplaceable - you will not miss a single call, you will always be in touch. And if you don't want to answer the phone, you just need to hear who is calling and then decide whether to answer or not.
My friend had such a device before anyone else. She was a sociable girl. The gentlemen vied with each other to invite Marina on a date. She always used an autoresponder to filter offers. At that time, she had one great love. She completely shared the guy's passion for mysticism and motorcycles. They were a beautiful couple, everyone admired them and secretly envied them.
The favorite pastime of young people was traveling "with a breeze" through the city at night. There were few cars then, after midnight avenues and streets died out and plunged into darkness.
One evening the guys were going to ride again, but a difficult feeling kept Marina at home. As I said, she was fond of mysticism, firmly believed in intuition and trusted her inner voice. A friend refused, citing traditional malaise. But, in fact, everything was much more complicated. The categorical refusal was preceded by a series of events that made her stay at home that evening. Marina recalls that at first she could not find the keys to the apartment, which she always put on the bedside table in the corridor. When, finally, I found it, in a hurry I caught my only tights for a burr on the dresser that had come from nowhere. As a result, she got nervous, burst into tears and decided to stay at home, because she simply did not have another pair. Who remembers this time, perfectly understands what I am talking about!
A friend, who was already waiting for her under the windows, had to go on a night ride around the city alone. He was upset, but promised that in the morning he would definitely call.
Neither in the morning, nor in the evening, nor the next day Vadim showed up. There was no mobile connection at that time, so Marina had to “manually” search for him through friends and acquaintances. Imagine the horror that gripped the girl when she learned that the young man had crashed on a motorcycle and had been in the intensive care unit for 24 hours. His parents were told that he had practically no chance of life. The cause of the accident was the failure of the brakes on the iron horse. The young man could not brake and flew off the road at high speed. They didn't find him right away, which drastically reduced his chances of life to nothing.
Alas, the doctors' predictions came true. A day later, the guy died without regaining consciousness.
Marina was shocked. The friend realized that that evening she was on the verge of death, because if she went for a drive that night, then the same fate awaited her. The signs that she received before leaving forced her to change her mind and avoid death.
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But this is still not the most amazing and darkest part of the girl's life story.
After the funeral, she returned home. Parents were at work, Marina drew attention to the blinking light on the answering machine board. This meant that someone was calling and the device memory was full. It was hard, but the girl had to start listening to the recordings. All calls belonged to friends and acquaintances. They expressed condolences, consoled Marina, invited to unwind, to be distracted. Each new recording was “beaten off” with a sound signal. And here is the last file to listen to. Marina, tired of the words of grief, was already ready to press the cancel button. But then she heard something from which she froze in place, unable to control the trembling.
In the silence of the apartment, first rustles and creaks were heard, then a familiar voice came from somewhere far away. Vadim! Yes, it was definitely the voice of a young man, distorted, distant, as if blurred, but familiar and recognizable!
"Hello! Do not Cry. I'm fine. Do not be sad. You did the right thing not to come with me."
Marina decided that she was crazy. The second thought was to check the date of the recording: maybe it was made earlier, she simply did not hear it. But no, the voice that belonged to the guy was recorded after all the condolences! If it was an old entry that the girl for some reason did not read, logically, she should have gone in front of others. Moreover, says Marina, she is ready to swear that she regularly emptied the memory of the answering machine in order to make room for new voice messages.
A friend says that she was at that moment, as if in a fog, did not think well from shock and fright. But, she pulled herself together, and again skipped the tape. The last message from a friend of condolences, a click and again the voice of a loved one.
Marina listened to the voicemail several times. What to do in such a situation? Tell someone, let your parents or friends listen to the recording? Furious with fear, she pressed a button to delete all incoming calls and voice messages.
Now a friend says that she probably did it in vain. It is no longer possible to prove that after the funeral she received a message “from the other world”, and whether it was, Marina grins. Maybe she dreamed everything that day, because she was already a mystically minded and impressionable girl. Maybe after visiting the cemetery and the funeral ceremony, she just got tired and took wishful thinking. After all, her friend was then tormented by a feeling of guilt that she could not keep Vadim at home, she allowed one to go in search of adventure on the night road!
It seems to me that everything described really happened. You cannot attribute the incident to fatigue, depression, or nerve disorder. The voice "from the other world" really existed. How and why this happened is a question that I have no answer to. Probably, specialists studying such facts have come across voices from the past many times and know how to explain it. But most of us are ordinary people who are afraid to learn the truth. It becomes creepy for us when unexplained events occur in life, it is easier to forget about them, erase from memory, like a recording on an answering machine and never return to it!