This creepy story can be attributed to "scary" Internet folklore, but its author claims that everything written below is true. Actually, any eyewitness story can be questioned, even if it describes the most ordinary things. And when also unusual …
Boring business trip
Our hero, let's call him Sergei, rented an apartment in the North-Eastern District of Moscow during a business trip. He was not going to stay there for a long time, so he signed an agreement for only a couple of months and did not even bother to connect television to the Internet - he was tired at home. He mostly read after work, although this kind of pastime quickly got him on.
The apartments were located on the last, twelfth, floor of an apartment building in a residential area. Approximately 200 meters opposite was the same 12-storey building, which covered a relatively picturesque local view.
Sergei was fond of weapons and survival strategies, quite legally having at his disposal the American Remington 700 rifle. Just in case, so as not to remain completely defenseless in our turbulent times.
As luck would have it, there was not much work in the capital, and the man suffered from boredom on long evenings. Then he came up with a game of "staring". When it got dark, our hero took a rifle and began to examine various objects in the yard through its sight, counting in his mind the approximate distance to them. Then, quite by accident, he looked into several strange windows and was immediately carried away by the spectacle that opened up to him.
Promotional video:
The game of "peepers"
Of course, spying on people through the sight of a gun, albeit unloaded, was not only immoral, but also illegal, but our compatriot could not control his curiosity. The very next evening, he moved the table to the window, put Remington with the biped on it, drew the curtains and began to examine the residents of the house opposite through the gap between them.
The neighboring high-rise building turned out to be the abode of very colorful characters. For example, a single man on the 6th floor had heated debates with the TV every night and often played various things on the screen. On the 9th floor, there lived a self-taught juvenile karate fighter who, day after day, arranged for himself merciless training in the kitchen. And in the apartment on the 7th floor there was a young couple, constantly indulging in love pleasures.
Strange man in the window
Once, playing with such "peepers", Sergei inadvertently looked into the window on the 8th floor, which had not attracted him before. There was a bed in an empty bedroom, lit by a single light on the ceiling. On it, in a lotus position, a naked man was sitting with his back to the window. At first, Sergei seemed suspicious of the dead immobility of this individual. The Russian watched the "yogi" for about 5 minutes, but he did not move a muscle.
During this time, our hero realized that the man in the house opposite was extremely skinny, pale and tall. His bald head was disproportionately large, and his arms seemed to drop below his knees. At the same time, the room looked very poor: there were no carpets, no other pieces of furniture, no equipment, and incomprehensible vertical stripes were visible on the faded wallpaper and the closed door.
The observer decided that the strange stranger was just meditating and spat on him.
Nevertheless, after a few days our hero looked through this window again. And involuntarily he tensed. The "Yogi" again sat on the bed in the same position and looked at the wall. Then Sergei suspected something was wrong: what if the person simply died? But then his body had to go limp and fall on the bed or on the floor. The owner of the rifle watched the bald man for almost an hour, but he remained extremely motionless.
Returning from work the next evening, Sergei immediately clung to the sight. The Yogi was again in his place. Maybe he turned a little to the side. So, after all, not a dead man.
For a whole week, our hero watched the mysterious man in the window - for several minutes in the morning and for several hours in the evening. Now he was uncomfortable with such a find. Each time the "Yogi" found himself in his usual place and only from time to time slightly changed his position. The observer did not see how this happened.
One day he noticed that the sheet had changed on the bed, and then it occurred to him to arrange round-the-clock surveillance of the freak. He rented a video camera and put its lens to the sight, aiming the rifle at the mysterious apartment.
Creepy freak neighbor
And this, oddly enough, gave the desired results. After 2 days, the bedroom door opened and a woman entered. She somehow strangely approached the man, took out a vial with a syringe from her pocket and gave a "yoga" injection. Then she, in the same incomprehensible way, sideways, approached the window, opened it slightly and lit a cigarette. When she finished her cigarette, the woman backed away and left the room, closing the door tightly behind her.
The next week, the visit of the mysterious woman to the freak was repeated. She did the same manipulations with the syringe, smoked a cigarette and left the bedroom in the usual way. There was something unnatural, even frightening, in her behavior. Sergei looked through the received records many times, and then it dawned on him: a woman never turns her back on the "yogi", not for a second! In addition, the observer suddenly realized that the marks on the door and walls were probably the yogi's nail scratches.
Twice a week, the freak's neighbor left the apartment for 30-40 minutes. Our hero followed the woman and determined that every time she visits the nearest grocery store and pharmacy, and then comes back.
The man on the bed became Sergei's obsession. Our compatriot could sit for hours by the window and look through the crosshairs of the sight at the back of the yogi's head. It was especially scary for the Russian to watch how the children played quietly every evening in the next apartment behind the wall, literally a couple of meters from the freak.
Time to act
Sergei decided that it was impossible to just leave it. He did not dare to call the police, so he began to act independently. Armed with a traumatic pistol and master keys, he waited until the neighbor "yoga" once again left for shopping, jumped into their porch and went up to the 8th floor.
Finding the ominous apartment at the very end of the dark corridor littered with all sorts of rubbish was easy. Shaking from a massive shiver, our hero pushed the door, but it turned out to be closed. Then he took out the master keys and began to pick with them in the lock, picking up the right one.
Suddenly, a quiet shuffling was heard in the apartment. Sergei froze in horror. The shuffling sounds approached the door and stopped. The aspiring burglar glanced at the peephole and saw that it was darkened. This could only mean one thing: someone who was inside looked through the peephole.
And then they pounced on the door with such force that it crackled loudly. Sergei, not wanting to tempt fate anymore, rushed down the entrance and flew a bullet into the street. He made a big detour through the area to confuse the tracks and ran into his apartment. There he, as you might guess, instantly grabbed Remington and directed him to a nearby house.
Seeing the ill-fated bedroom, our compatriot almost turned gray with horror. The freak stood by the window and frantically scraped the glass with sharp fingers, leaving wet footprints. It was far from being human. The creature's pale body had no navel, no nipples, no genitals. Bones that were not typical of humans were showing through the pale skin. The creature's face consisted of two huge dark eyes and a small mouth. The "yogi" had neither lips nor nose. The most horrible thing was that a terrible monster, right from there, from afar, devoured Sergey with his eyes.
As in a dream, our hero recoiled from the window and rushed to the cabinet where he kept rifle cartridges. Having loaded the gun and twisting the bolt, he aimed at someone else's window, but saw in the crosshairs only rippling, tightly drawn curtains …
Finally
The unknown author of this story writes that he moved out of the apartment the same evening. Despite the fact that Sergei failed to shoot the creature, he, at least, remained unharmed. The man ends his story with these words:
I often think about him. Surely he was put face to the wall specifically so that he did not see people, and was constantly stuffed with tranquilizers. Who is he and where did he come from? I do not know this. Is he dangerous? It seems to me that it is absolutely. I don't like that he noticed me then. Am I still afraid of him? Naturally, I have a weapon, and I know how to stand up for myself, but I will lie to you if I say that I am not afraid. Even after all these years …
Victoria Prime