The mystical fog. Russia

Message from Hope Alexandrovna (Leningrad).

I'm standing ironing in the kitchen. Near the right temple, I felt a vibrating light, as if waves were coming from the point, like petals. I'm standing there grinning.

Suddenly, everything: both the wall and the slab plunged into a white cloud. I stretch out my hand for the iron into this cloud - the hand disappears in it - I pull it back out. I convince myself that everything is fine, nothing is happening.

I turn around, leave the kitchen, go to the bathroom. I look in the mirror - I see myself - the face is normal. Suddenly it disappears in the mirror and a white cloud appears, i.e. there is nothing in the mirror. I don't turn around. In the left part of the mirror, an eye appeared out of the cloud - green, beautiful, more human, with eyelashes. I think - if this is my eye, then where am I. I move my face- to the right, the eye also moves, I move to the left - moves, looks. I think. If such a beautiful eye, then nothing bad can happen.

She came out of the bathroom and went into the room. A sheaf of light fell. Paying no attention to anything, I went to bed.