Дмитрий Леонтьев – The evil will come for you (страница 4)
At first, he worried he might have hit someone.
“Damn!” he shouted, then opened the car door.
He rushed out, and what he saw made his heart pound faster and harder. He knelt down to inspect the damaged wheel.
A strange howl echoed nearby.
He jumped to his feet and looked around, but no one was there. Still, he clearly heard something. An overwhelming sense of evil filled him.
Taking a deep breath, Ismat frowned and peered ahead. He noticed a man in the distance entering a house.
“Hey!” Ismat shouted. “Wait for me!”
“Talk to me!” he called, running after the figure.
At last, Ismat reached the door the man had entered.
He touched the handle and pushed it open. The house was empty and dark.
“Is anyone here?” he asked, afraid to go inside.
“I saw you!” he added. “I need help! My mom…” he wanted to explain but saw no one.
He realized he had no choice but to search for the man – if he didn’t, barely God would give him another chance.
Gathering courage, Ismat crossed the threshold and stepped inside the abandoned house.
Darkness and gloom surrounded him. He moved slowly, afraid to bump into something.
Finally, he reached a long corridor. First, he looked left, then right.
An odd shadow stood far away, then vanished somewhere deeper inside. Ismat didn’t understand what it was but was sure it didn’t look human.
“Hey!” Ismat shouted.
“Wait for me!” he commanded, quickly moving toward the creature.
Eventually, he reached a room that was brighter than the others, lit by moonlight, and stepped inside.
The room was empty. Moving deeper, Ismat noticed mucus smeared on the walls and piles of clothes scattered on the floor.
Without realizing it, he came closer to a broken window.
“What the hell?” he muttered, looking through the shattered glass.
He looked back.
“I know you’re here! I saw you!” he said, his voice trembling.
In the distance, a strange sound echoed – a loud moaning then a groan. It was neither human, nor animal. He couldn’t identify it.
Ismat dared to leave the room. The groans grew louder.
Approaching the sound, he touched something on the floor. Looking down, he saw a doll covered in green mucus with a foul smell.
Ismat immediately dropped it.
The moaning grew louder and louder.
“Who’s there?” he shouted. “What the hell is happening here? Answer me, now!” he demanded, waiting for a response.
After several seconds, he started moving again. The strange sounds continued. One of his hands was extended forward, trembling and twitching.
At last, he reached the doorstep.
He looked down and saw that the room was brightly illuminated. It seemed to be filled with many light projectors.
With shaking hands, he carefully touched the door handle and slowly began to open it.
The creak of the opening door frightened him even more.
No one was inside – only a blinding white light.
The groans grew louder and louder until finally, the source was right in front of him.
Shouting in terror, Ismat sharply turned around and ran toward the exit, desperate to escape death.
* * *
Ismat rushed out of the building. His car was parked right in front. He dove inside and started the engine. Forgetting to lock the driver’s door, he shifted into first gear and pressed the gas pedal. After several skids as the wheels slipped on the wet asphalt, the car finally surged forward.
“Oh, my God! Oh, my God!” he screamed.
It was a chase – a terrifying pursuit. Something or someone enormous was following him.
A white light pursued him relentlessly.
“Jesus! Jesus!” he cried, occasionally glancing over his shoulder while driving. But the light only drew closer and closer.
“What is that?” he wondered, losing his wits.
Then, looking straight ahead through the windshield, he saw the light directly in front of him. Panicking, Ismat swerved sharply to the right. His car veered off the road and plunged down the mountainside.
* * *
There are many reports of UFO sightings in the Caucasus region.
In 1988, September 9, in the UFO-active zone of the Caucasus – the volcanic Kum-tube plateau near the Chegen River in the Chegen Gorge and Side Ridge in Kabardino-Balkaria – between 8 and 9 p.m., staff from the Sevkavhydrometn glaciological expedition witnessed an elongated chain of five glowing balls, each about 2–3 meters in diameter, appearing above the plateau. Around midnight, visitors at a local campsite saw five balloons arranged in two rows – three on top and two below.
September 6, 1989, late in the evening, a team of glaciologists photographed a white, glowing, spherical object over the same volcanic massif.
March 27, 1990, around midnight, an airship-like object glowing with yellow-orange light was seen over the volcanic massif. Witnesses observed it emit a thin blue beam before it disappeared behind a nearby ridge.
June 3 of the same year, a glowing dome of bright yellow color with a red border appeared over Kum-tube. It hovered in the air for about 30 minutes.
Eyewitnesses were unable to take photographs because the intense brightness always overexposed the film.
THE SCIENCE TRIP
CHAPTER 1
“Got it!” William exclaimed, pointing excitedly at a spot on the computer monitor displaying an open map.
“What are you talking about?” asked a tall, blonde woman, her curiosity piqued.
“This is my chance!” he replied, still focused on the map.
“Oh, William,” Linda said, shaking her head, “you always come up with something crazy.”
“But I’m absolutely sure there could be a natural oil leak here, from the earth to the river surface,” he insisted, eager to prove his point.
“I believe you, but why hasn’t anyone found any oil here before?” Linda asked, crossing her arms over the chest.
“Because no one has ever looked there,” William replied, spinning around in his chair to face his wife.
“I’ve been searching for a promising site like this for a long time, and now I’m convinced we can find oil here and become part of the team that discovers a new field,” William said, his eyes shining with excitement.
Linda listened attentively, shaking her head in disbelief.