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A resident of the village of Kazan in the Tyumen region told Runet users an amazing story that happened to her and her friends in the fall of 2012. Tamara Nikolaevna Ragozin then invited to go for mushrooms. Gathered, company went to the “Zhiguli” in a well-known place where I visited for a quiet hunt every fall. We left at about 10 in the morning. Behind 50-year-old at that time Ivan Sidorovich was driving the car.
There were about ten kilometers to the destination. Buddies rode slowly and talked about all sorts of things. Soon ahead a familiar log bridge appeared, immediately behind which was located village. From it to the mushroom place was required to go no more three kilometers. Our heroes crossed the bridge, noticing that above it there is some strange fog. However, nobody is of great importance to this. I didn’t attach it: maybe the sun rose and warmed up a river, from the water steam went.
Once on the other side of the river, the Russians began to call in hillock. At first, nothing ahead was visible due to the thick fog, however, then the haze cleared, and the mushroom pickers were surprised to find that before them there is no village, which should be here! Is it really wrong dear? However, this was not possible, since the bridge drove the same one. Puzzled friends silently headed on. But the familiar village didn’t seem so to them, and ten minutes later Tyumen felt uneasy.
But this oddity did not end there. Moving Forward, Tamara Nikolaevna and her countrymen noticed that there was a mysterious around silence. And the forest on both sides of the road was unmanaged, almost virgin. Not a single path, no trash, although numerous mushroom pickers and berry pickers, not to mention tourists, have long passed these places up and down. After driving another kilometer and not seeing no trace of civilization except the road ahead and behind machines, our heroes finally realized that something was happening to them fantastic or even mystical.
The driver groaned perplexedly, scratched his head and turned car back. None of the passengers objected. Villagers drove back the log bridge, “sailed” already familiar strange fog over the river and … “emerged” in the familiar sunny world, where birds sang, insects chirped, and on the sidelines lay the most ordinary, who at that moment seemed so dear to mushroom pickers, plastic bottle…
Returning home empty-handed (or rather, baskets) I didn’t want to, and therefore, after conferring, the mushroom pickers again moved in side of the forest. By the way, the fog at this time over the river has already cleared. A Behind the bridge they just started to climb the hill – here she is familiar a village standing where it should be. Tyumen who have relieved from the heart, safely reached their mushroom place and had a great rest that day, returning home with full baskets – a quiet hunt was a success.
However, what happened to our compatriots? Ragozin I thought about it for a long time, but I could not reach the final conclusion. Maybe mushroom pickers got into a parallel world, or maybe in the past, where among the dense forest was only this road? However, the road was kind of ordinary, Tamara recalls … Anyway the bridge for some time turned into a “mole hole”, and to blame for Tom was, it seems, a mysterious fog. However, such mysticism fog has been known to people for a long time …