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Seventy-four-year-old Ian Powell living in American the city of Minneapolis (Minnesota), recently diagnosed inoperable malignant tumor. It is noteworthy that the man came to the hospital in a good mood and asked to do him brain tomography.
Doctors asked what happened to him, but the man said that he was feeling well, it just seemed to him that there was a need to make such an analysis. Doctors go towards the patient and scanned his brain.
What was their surprise when Powell showed up a brain tumor the size of a child’s fist. Undoubtedly, doctors Puzzled: Is Ian really feeling good, and if so, then how did he know about cancer. Senior citizen did not become anything hide and told that the spirit of the Indian told him about the disease nicknamed the Black Fox, who lived in the early nineteenth century on place of the current American home and belonged to the tribe mdevacantons. According to Powell, a red-skinned ghost has appeared on the eve of his bed and poked a finger right on the forehead of a man, where a tumor was found.
Doctors, of course, did not believe this story, but praised patient for his forethought. It turned out that Powell left to live no more than a year and a half. His wife fifty-year-old Carol was just stunned when she heard this terrible news, however, Ian tried to reassure his wife, assuring her that the Black Fox will certainly take care of him during his travel to another world. Powell, from an early age interested in indigenous people of the united states that spirit the Indian has been his reliable for many years guardian angel.
So when the American was forty-three, he returned late at night by car home and, apparently, began to doze off at the wheel. Suddenly someone knocked on the window, and Powell first saw him there the most redskin. Needless to say, even if on the road and it turned out to be some eccentric dressed as an Indian, he couldn’t calmly run near a car moving at full speed and knock on its window. Ian instantly sobered up and never again since sat down steering wheel is very tired or sleepy.
So now, Powell hopes that the Black Fox did not come to him just to report an approaching death, most likely this warning is needed for something more important, and certainly promises something good.
