Poltergeist. Russia

"An unusual visit" is a story by the head of the Komissarov section (born in 1929):

Apparently in 1965, in the autumn of September or October, my wife and I were at the address Gorky, Posevnaya Street in the evening. around 22-00 we were going to go to bed. Our apartment then consisted of 2 adjacent rooms in a shared apartment with a corridor. our bed was in the second, smaller room by the window, and the first room had an exit with a door to a common corridor with a kitchen. There was just a passage between the rooms without a door. The kitchen was for two families - Farafontov was a neighbor then. At about 22-30 they went to bed, I was lying at. The wall opposite the passage in the far corner on the left, lay with his head to the window, his back and feet to the exit. My wife fell asleep quickly, but I couldn't for a long time, until about 24-00 (purely intuitively, because I didn't look at my watch).

Suddenly I clearly heard the creak of the opening door to the first room, which surprised me very much, I lay and listened, ready to get up immediately. After that, someone's footsteps began to be heard in the direction of our room, and then in it. The bed suddenly shook, giving the impression that someone had taken hold of the headboard.

I wanted to turn in that direction right away, but I couldn't do it. All the time while someone was standing next to me (3-4 minutes), being in the room, then it seemed to me that someone "unhooked" from the back, at that moment I heard the retreating footsteps again, and then the creak of the closing door. At that moment, I seemed to be freed from unknown forces, jumped out of bed, ran to the door and looked out into the corridor, turning on the light there. Although no more than 3-4 seconds had passed since the door creaked, there was no one in the corridor. I immediately rushed to the neighbor's door, thought he was "joking", but it was locked, the neighbor was asleep. Immediately I ran to the outer door to the stairs, but it was locked too...

It has been 15 years, but I remember the events of that night in great detail: the impression remained of the utter incomprehensibility of the events that took place.

At first I didn't tell anyone about it, and when I did, no one believed me, including my wife. Many people think that I dreamed it.

By the way, the same incomprehensible case happened to my brother (he was 6 years old): he saw the contours of a person in a dark room, but when he turned on the lamp, the vision disappeared. It was just in our first room.