Abnormal adventures of a resident of Tula: Meeting with a robot boy and subsequent abduction by aliens

In the early 90's Elena Potapova from Tula wrote down in detail, then published in the local newspaper a curious "contact history" that occurred with a middle-aged lady. The lady's name is Tatyana Gavrilina.

In the summer of 1987, Tatyana Grigoryevna went to the store one day. Coming out of the house, I saw a boy of about six standing on a hillock in the shade of a tree. He chained her attention to the fact that he froze on the hillock motionless, "as a monument," and, most importantly, was dressed completely out of season. On the street was a terrible grueling heat, and the child was very tight fitting overalls. The head was covered with a hat that looked like a helmet.

"Wow, what an interesting hat was tied up," Tatyana Grigoryevna thought absently. - Attached to her on top decorations, similar to antennas ... "Pondering this simple thought, the woman was just passing by the bump on which the boy froze.

Suddenly, he asked her in a strange "metallic" voice:

- Who are you?

"I'm a mother," she answered. - I'm going to the store for shopping. Here I want to buy my daughter shoes ...

Tatiana Grigorievna went to the department store, where she soon returned home. Then she went shopping a couple of times, but this time to the other - grocery. And every time, leaving home or returning home, again and again stumbled across the same motionless boy standing.

As soon as he saw her, he spoke loudly to her with another question:

"And now what did you buy?" And now where are you going?

Having finished that day with purchases, Tatyana Grigorievna sat down in the kitchen on a stool and became thoughtful. What is this boy? Why is he so strangely dressed? Why behaves no less strange - stands idol on a tubercle, without moving even fingers of hands? Yes, and the robot is talking ...

She never saw this boy again. But it is difficult to say anything definite about the existence of a connection between the appearance of a strange "robot boy" and further events in the life of Tatyana Grigoryevna Gavrilina. However, for some reason it is believed that there is such a connection.

On further events, let TG Gavrilina tell herself:

- In the evening of November 25, 1990, I went to bed as usual. But, contrary to her habit, she could not sleep for a long time. I'm lying, I'm spinning on the bed, I'm spinning - I can not sleep! And suddenly the door to my room opens. A woman enters in a silver overall. She stood by the door and looked at me with her huge eyes. Seeing her, I was frightened and crossed herself. And the woman continues to stand near the door and stares at me fixedly.

After a few seconds the stranger lifted her right hand up and forward with a smooth gesture and, as it were, aimed her hand at Tatyana Grigorievna. The sensations of the latter immediately began to penetrate her body some rays.They exerted maximum effects on the head, which began to grow dull under the hairline. TG Gavrilina realized that she was being euthanized. In a panic, she tried to block off these rays with her hand. There was a feeling: the rays pierced through the hand, and she instantly became numb.

Tatyana Grigorievna lost consciousness.

- How much time passed - I do not know, - she recalls. - After waking up, I saw that I was sitting in an oval hall on a soft brown seat. To my left are two quite earthly, pretty girls. Before us is a low object, like a long table.

Behind him, in the distance, near the opposite wall of the hall, there is a certain structure resembling a small control panel, above the "console" there is a screen on the wall, and in front of the "console" two men are sitting in the armchairs. Both are dressed in exactly the same silvery costumes as I was on a stranger who went in without a request to my house ... To the left of the screen hangs a curtain on the wall.

TG Gavrilina continues her story:

- Suddenly, because of the curtain came two women, one of which I immediately recognized. She was the uninvited guest to my house. Her companion, just coming out from behind the curtain, sat down at a small table, standing on the sidelines. And my "old friend" went to me ... Further I do not remember very well. I felt myself at that moment as somnolent, inhibited. Only by effort of will forced myself not to sleep ...

Suddenly I realize that I'm sitting on a long table, pulling my knees to my chest. Next to me is my "old friend". In her silver suit is mounted at the level of the belt a light bulb that illuminates me. The lady with the bulb on her stomach starts to talk, and I understand that she communicates with me telepathically, mentally.

She says:

- Now I will check your health, I will examine the body, starting with the ankle joint.

And he begins to light my feet with his light bulb, a ray of light from which runs up his legs from his feet up, lingers on his knees.

I say:

"Why are you checking my knees, dear?" There is nothing interesting in them. - Then pointing at the two girls standing at some distance, and I advise: - Look those young, study. Nothing to study me. I'm no longer a young man.

"Well, maybe you are right," says the lady with a light bulb on her stomach, as if in passing, but continues to drive a glowing beam through my body.

While she does this, one of the men sitting behind the "console" watches me, from time to time glancing at the "console". The second does not pay attention to me, is engaged in some of their own affairs.

Here comes a kind of insight: I got into an experimental group of people-earthlings who are checked to see if there is at least one healthy person among them. Appears strange, as if embedded in the brain from the side, the thought that the piece of paper that lies on the side of the "remote control" in front of the man watching me is the list of the experimental group, and I'm on the last list.

A woman with a light bulb at the waist suddenly says:

- Your knees are normal, but your stomach is in terrible condition.

- Is it possible to cure it? - I'm interested.

And I hear a telepathic answer:

- To cure, you need to put a twig of the tree into the night ...

The answer is strange, incomprehensible, but I do not have time to think it over and ask clarifying questions. I lose consciousness.

T. Gavrilina came to her senses after an indefinite time and realized that she was again sitting on a soft brown seat, and was no longer on the table. The man sitting in the armchair behind the "console" and translating from time to time the view from Tatyana Grigorievna to the "console" and then back to it, also does not boast already in her chair. He stands next to Gavrilina and gives her some narrow little boxes made of something that looks like cardboard.

"I take the boxes in my hands," recalls Tatyana Grigorevna, "and I sense that the two earthly girls who are right there in this oval hall are very envious of me. I look at the boxes and listlessly think: Well, why do I need so many of these boxes? There were six or seven of them in my hands. I turned them in my fingers, examined them from all sides and decided to leave for myself two - the shortest and the longest.

And all the others gave those two girls ... You would see how happy they were! The man who handed me the boxes, stands silently next to me, does not interfere in anything. I open a long box. I see there are figures like chess there, but not chess. I open a short box, and in it - something reminiscent of the dominoes, but also not a domino, but something else.

The man, addressing me, says mentally:

- This is our marmalade in sugar. Try it.

I took out two candies from the box. One gave the girl who was closer to me than her partner. And put the other candy in her mouth. And immediately something was aching in my stomach-a great pain began. A man in a silver suit, this "Martian", "commander of the Martians", as I designated it for myself, saw that I felt sick. He quickly stepped to the "console" and pressed some buttons on it. A loud bell rang and I instantly disconnected.

TG Gavrilina came to her senses, lying on her bed in her own house. As she got home, the woman did not remember. The pain in my stomach calmed down completely. Tatiana Grigorevna felt great.