Wandering Fire. Russia

S. Evdokimov, Leningrad:

This event occurred at the end of 1960 in Leningrad. The room in which I then lived, had only one window, overlooking the Greek square. To the right of the window on the wall is an old massive rosette, made of covered with white glaze clay. The cloth insulation on the wires approaching to it over time razlomalis, and when removing the power plug often pop out sparks. Obviously needed repairs, I postponed from day to day.

In one night the distant of winter I needed to remove the plug from the socket. Some time this is not possible, since plug sat tight due to the small skew. Finally I pulled it out, laid it on the table and looked frozen in place.

From the hole the socket was slowly blown bubble, like soap. Reaching 40 millimeters in diameter, it is separated from the outlet, up 10 centimeters and hung up. Its color was like the color of the film bubble. The difference was that, in addition to bluish colors were milky white. White spots on the bladder took up little space, but kept moving relative to each other. In the dangling bubble like pulsed life - like that it was some kind of oscillatory process. Around milky-white spots were arranged in concentric circles of irregular shape. Their color varied from pale blue (about spots) to dark blue (far from it).

No sounds the bubble is not published, no groin. He was opaque, and resembled the shape of the irregular field, and form continuously, though slightly, changed. In addition, the bubble emitted a soft diffused light, from which I could not take my eyes off it.

Watching the strange phenomenon, I completely lost sense of time and can't say how long it lasted - seconds or minutes. But the bubble did a few oscillations around the vertical axis, momentarily froze, and then slowly in a straight line swam to the middle finger of my right hand. Fright for some reason I did not feel and did not make the slightest movements to prevent contact. Bubble gently touched my middle finger, its a pierced spherical body to the depth of the nail and quickly decreasing in volume, quietly disappeared.

The finger I felt the heat that through the hand as it washed over the body (except the head) and also disappeared. I came out of my daze, looked at the finger, lowered his hand, looked at the socket, the plug and sat on the couch. Hands and feet trembled slightly.

After that I put a new outlet, well reinforced it and insulated the wires. Since then has passed many years, but the incident I remember so clearly like it was yesterday. Witnesses I had, and the story about what happened no one believed, so unusual it seemed. One of the listeners to this story said that if it was ball lightning, it certainly would have exploded and killed me.

The reality that I nevertheless am convinced, because had never suffered from hallucinations. Is it really spoiled my outlet happens to be the generator of ball lightning?

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