Real people who made a deal with the devil. Scary stories and mystical stories

The very specific joys of life are changing into something ephemeral, which will have to be given away for a long time. And besides, how is this deal so fundamentally different from the contract of a soldier who sacrifices his life for money.

In this article, some of the most famous examples in history when people sold their souls to the devil.

Robert Johnson

One of the most famous blues musicians, who greatly influenced the development of blues, jazz, rock and, as a result, all modern American music. Robert Johnson, if I may say so, turned out to be the "founder" of the legendary "27 Club", or rather, the first from the list who died at 27 years old. Johnson's story is full of secrets and hoaxes. It all started with the fact that at the age of 19 he met the then-famous bluesmen Sun House and Willie Brown. He dreamed of learning to play the guitar as virtuoso as these guys in order to perform with his own band. However, this art was given to him extremely hard: his fingers did not obey, the notes stubbornly did not want to form melody. And then one day Robert just disappeared. Nobody knew where he was and what he was doing, someone assumed that the guy simply realized after unsuccessful studies that music was not for him, and settled somewhere in a remote village.

Johnson returned as unexpectedly as he disappeared just a year later. And to the surprise of everyone who knew him before, he demonstrated just phenomenal guitar skills. The level of his skill has increased many times in a very short period of time. The musician himself added fuel to the fire, who personally told the story that there was some kind of magical crossroads at which he made a deal with the devil in exchange for the ability to play the blues. Be that as it may, his talent was truly impressive. From that time on, he begins to play a lot, as if in a hurry to live. He records about 30 songs, conducts three full-fledged recording sessions before he dies on August 16, 1938 under very strange and still not clarified circumstances. The main version of the death of Robert Johnson says that he became a victim jealous husband his beloved. However, the exact circumstances of the death, as well as the exact location of his grave, remain a mystery to this day.

Adolf Gitler

Until 1932, Hitler was a common loser. For poor progress, he was expelled from high school - he had good grades only in drawing and physical education. after that, he twice failed the exams at the Academy of Arts. At one time he was even in prison. People who knew him personally claimed that he was extremely inept in building relationships with other people and was “on knives” with almost all his acquaintances.

And suddenly, in 1932, Hitler seems to take off into the chair of power. This is a truly dizzying career: in just a year, from an unknown warrior and a failed artist, he turns into the supreme ruler of all of Germany. Some even then started talking about the fact that he could make a deal with the devil. And Hitler's love of the occult only reinforced these doubts. There is a legend according to which, at the end of 1945, on the outskirts of Berlin, in the ruins of an old burnt house, an agreement between Hitler and the devil, signed on April 30, 1932, was allegedly found. As you know, exactly 13 years later, on April 30, 1945, Adolf Hitler committed suicide, fulfilling the terms of this agreement.

Christoph Heitzman

Christoph Heitzmann is not the most famous Bavarian artist of the middle hand. He became famous not for his paintings, but for the story of his own life. August 29, 1677 was taken to the police. According to the records, he was seized with "certain unusual convulsions." It was there, in the police, that the artist made an amazing confession: he allegedly sold himself to Satan nine years ago, and now he fears that his soul is being taken in payment of a debt. Heizmann literally begged the police to send him for protection to the nearby holy relics in Mariazell. They believed him, and on September 5, the penitent artist arrived in Mariazell.

There the rite of exorcism continued for three days. During it, Heitzman saw how the Holy Virgin Mary triumphed over the Devil and wrested from him the very contract that he had written "with blood taken from the palm of his right hand." The contract said: "I, Christoph Heitzmann, give myself to Satan to be his own natural son and belong to him both in body and soul for nine years." Having parted with the burden, the artist went to live with his sister in Vienna, but a month later his fears returned. In May 1678, he again returned to Mariazell, where the Holy Virgin returned to him another contract, signed in ink, which Heizmann saw lying on the steps of the altar torn into four pieces. After this event, the artist entered the monastery and, although he was overcome by devils, led a pious lifestyle until his death, which followed on March 14, 1700. in Neustadt.

Oliver Cromwell

Oliver Cromwell is known as a prominent statesman, commander and leader English revolution XVII century. According to contemporaries, Cromwell made a deal with the devil on the morning of November 9, 1651 in the forest, just before the battle of Worcester. The devil appeared in the guise of a gray-bearded old man and handed Cromwell a scroll with a contract. Having familiarized himself with him, the politician was furious: “How so?” he shouted, “Only seven years?! I have asked you for twenty-one years." A long argument ensued between them, but in the end, the elder said: “If you refuse, then there will be another who will be satisfied with this.”

According to other testimonies, the devil generously promised him all the benefits and riches that one can imagine, except for one thing - the title of king. “It will be with you and the Protector,” he said. But Cromwell certainly wanted the highest title in the state. Enraged because of the intransigence of the devil, he hit his staff with all his might, but hit his leg. This wound caused gangrene. So he died Protector. But this evidence is not credible, because it is common knowledge that Oliver Cromwell died from a deadly combination of malaria and typhoid fever caused by salmonella, and not from gangrene.

Napoleon Bonaparte

Bonaparte's political career was not as fast-paced as Hitler's, but nevertheless, she became incredibly fast and confident. He committed coup d'état in 1799 and took the post of first consul. In 1804, he was already proclaimed emperor. Napoleon significantly increased the territory of his empire, making most of the countries of Western and Central Europe become dependent on France. Just ten years later, in 1814, he abdicated. He returned in 1815, but almost immediately, after the defeat at Waterloo, he was exiled to St. Helena.

According to some historians, Napoleon made his deal with the devil in 1799 in Egypt, becoming a fan of the cult of the ancient Egyptian god of evil Set. It was his gigantic statue that Napoleon brought to Paris from the Egyptian campaign. According to legend, this statue opened the path to unlimited power for its owner. It is especially interesting that during the war of 1812, on the day when the French troops entered Moscow, the statue was transported along the Seine and she drowned. Since then, luck has turned its back on the emperor.

Johann Georg Faust

A famous German doctor and warlock who lived in the first half of the 16th century. It was his legendary biography that became the basis of numerous works of European literature, including the most famous Goethe tragedy of the same name.

As the legend says, Faust always dreamed of a life that would consist only of pleasures. It was this desire that served as the impetus for the beginning of studies in the occult sciences, with the help of which he called the evil spirit. They entered into an agreement according to which the devil pledged to serve Faust for 24 years in exchange for his soul. However, after 16 years of endless intoxication, fun and sodomy, Faust bitterly regretted his decision and wished to break the contract. Of course, he did not succeed, and the evil spirit, not wanting to let go of his prisoner just like that, brutally dealt with him.

Niccolo Paganini

Paganini passionately loved music from the very early years. He learned to play the violin when he was 5 years old. The father - the owner of a mandolin shop, noticing that his son had talent, began to intensively teach him music. Just a few years later, the playing of little Niccolo impressed professional musicians so much that they simply refused to teach him - there was nothing left. Then, to improve his skills, Paganini invented and performed complex musical constructions. This led to the fact that for many years there was not a single musician capable of playing his works. Paganini performed his music only himself.

One of the most famous works Paganini is the "Dance of the Witches". It was it that gave birth to rumors that in order to possess such a virtuoso technique of playing the violin, the musician entered into an agreement with evil spirits. Contributed to this and not the usual appearance of the musician, which was popularly called "Mephistopheles". The poet Heinrich Heine describes his meeting with Paganini as follows: “He was wearing a dark gray overcoat to the toes, which made his figure seem very tall. Long black hair fell in tangled curls over his shoulders and, like a dark frame, surrounded his pale, dead face, on which genius and suffering left their indelible mark.

Theophilus of Adan

The life of St. Theophilus of Antioch is considered the first official mention of a deal with the devil in history. It happened in the VI century AD. Archdeacon Theophilus was unanimously elected Bishop of Adana, but out of humility the holy father renounced his priesthood. Another priest was appointed to the position, who, seeing Theophilus as a dangerous competitor, began to oppress him in every possible way. Throwing away his former humility, the famous theologian decided to find a warlock who would arrange a meeting with Satan for him. As a result, the meeting took place. The devil, in exchange for Theophilus receiving the post of bishop, asked him to renounce Jesus and the Mother of God, signing the corresponding contract with blood.

The deal was concluded, but soon Theophilus began to be tormented by remorse. He prayed and fasted for 40 days, after which the Mother of God appeared to him, who promised to intercede for him before God. After another 30 days of fasting, Theophilus again saw the Mother of God, who informed him that all his sins were forgiven him. But Satan was not going to give up just like that. Three days later, Theophilus, waking up in the morning, found the same contract on his chest as a reminder that the deal was still in force. Without thinking twice, he took the contract to the former bishop, whose place he took, and repented of his deeds. The bishop acted radically - he took and burned the contract, thereby annulling it.

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When the black streak in my life dragged on, I sobbed at night and shouted: “Lord, for what?!” I was ready to sell my soul, if only everything would work out. My parents were believers, I was brought up the same way. I never deceived anyone, did not steal even a penny, did not appropriate someone else's even in my thoughts. She went down the aisle as an innocent girl, gave birth to two sons.

Everything was going well until 15 years later my husband was out of a job. Two loans hung on us, banks threatened to describe the property. My husband was beaten by some scumbags, in addition to fractures, he received a severe heart attack. The sons began to be impudent, studied poorly, disappeared in the yard, in not the best company. When I had nothing to buy my husband the necessary medicines, I went to the director of our company and asked for financial assistance. Then he locked the door and started pestering me. I refused. He warned: “Think carefully. You will become my mistress or you will receive such a record in the labor that you will not be able to get a job even as a scrubber! I ran home completely crushed...

Soul can be sold...

Suddenly, a car came flying around the corner, lightly touched me and knocked me off my feet. A woman rushed to me and offered to take me to the doctor. I waved it off and just cried non-stop. The woman called herself Anna and offered to take him to her. No one cared about me for so long that I completely fell apart and obediently climbed into the salon. Anna's apartment was amazing - a chic loft with access to the roof.

Anna put her arm around my shoulders and said, “Explain to me, atheist, why do you love your God so much? You are poor and unhappy. And not sinless, whatever one may say. If the soul goes to hell for any sin, then what is the meaning of a righteous life? Other people enjoy all the benefits. Here, look, - Anna turned the laptop screen to me. - Sites where officially registered firms buy souls or give loans secured by them. And no one died from it. But there is a better option. Sell ​​your soul to the devil. A contract with the devil for money is for life. I nodded, "You're right. If I knew how to exchange my soul for a lifetime of wealth, I wouldn’t hesitate for a minute!” Anna handed me a glass of wine: "I know"...

After returning home, I began to collect everything that had to do with the church. Books, postcards, icons, candles, protective rings flew into the box. Before the main ritual, I should have read prayers to the devil and church prayers backwards for 21 days before the main ritual. I started right now. The night turned into a storm, the weather matched my inner state. There was no one in the apartment. The children went to their grandmother, the summer holidays had just begun. The husband was in the hospital. Suddenly, an old tree that was growing under the window bent and hit the glass with its branches. There was a ringing sound, fragments fell down at my feet. I cut my foot, slipped to keep my balance, grabbed upper part sideboard and moved it.

A corner of paper appeared from under the top cabinet. I pulled on it and pulled out a lottery ticket and a newspaper. It was a big win. When we bought this apartment with a bank loan, the apartment was sold furnished. The former owner bequeathed the square to her companion. She left and put the apartment up for auction. I became numb. How is it? Why didn’t prayers help me get out of poverty, why didn’t anything point to the treasure that was within the reach of an outstretched hand? But it was enough to appeal to the devil - and here it is, help!

I looked for a date - there were two days left before the end of receiving the winnings. I went to the central office of the prize-giving company. Then - to the bank. Partially repaid the loan. I brought all the medicines for my husband, paid for the operation, which had to be waited for an unacceptably long time. And for the money - at least this minute. I bought tablets for my sons. I caught a taxi, loaded up with food and went to my mother, where the boys were resting. The children looked at the tablet computers as if spellbound.

Mom asked where such abundance came from. I honestly answered that I had won the lottery, but did not specify where the ticket came from. And she asked me not to tell anyone about it. The case when one woman won a large sum, and her fellow villagers threatened to kill her because she became rich, when they remained poor, I remembered - all the local newspapers trumpeted about it. Mom agreed. Our village house was filled with icons and smelled of wax and incense. I got sick. I said I was in a hurry to work and left.

Oh no, I was not afraid of golden domes and crosses on them. Probably, my condition was affected by the stress experienced during just a day. From thoughts of suicide that began to slip, I, hungry and hunted, suddenly became the owner of several million. I went to work to write a letter of resignation. My office buzzed with alarm. As it turned out, the director was arrested for taking a bribe on an especially large scale. I tore up the application and asked for emergency leave to care for my husband. They let me go.

Signed a pact with the devil

Three weeks later, on a full moon, I drew up and signed a pact with the devil. I will not describe how it happens. Nowadays there are different ways. As already mentioned, the soul can be sold even on the Internet. How to conduct the ritual, Anna suggested to me. I made a condition - lifelong well-being in exchange for a soul, I wrote the text in blood, I signed it with it. She set fire to the paper from the flame of a black candle, broke her pectoral cross. I no longer believed in the omnipotence of God. And the sky didn't collapse. The devils did not drag me into a boiling cauldron. In the end what happened? No one has seen the soul. Why should I blindly believe in something without being able to compare? Only because my parents put me before the fact that I am an Orthodox Christian? But now I was able to compare and choose, and already saw the result.

The next day at work, I was invited to the board of directors and offered to head our branch. I agreed. Education, seniority and experience, as well as my well-known adherence to principles and piety played a big role in choosing a candidate who they did not want to take from outside. I was respected in the team, I knew all the employees. But they didn't know that I had changed. I remembered everything. And I firmly learned the lesson: when I felt bad, no one cared before. I humiliated myself, asked for a loan, but everyone had excuses. My husband was writhing in pain in an antediluvian hospital bed, my kids went to sleep hungry, I plowed for three, but who cared?

The husband and children somehow were not at all surprised at the abolition of Orthodoxy in the family. My husband was only concerned about his health, and I understood him. The sons were glad that they didn't have to go to church, but that they could play online. When my mother came to visit, I answered that I was allergic to smells, and I gave books and utensils to those in need of the word of God more than I did. And God is not in show, but in us. All in all, I didn't lie. The box from the garbage heap disappeared almost immediately, it really came in handy for someone. Since that day my life has changed. Money stuck to his hands, they themselves jumped into the wallet. I was lucky in the lotteries, I was promoted, I received bonuses and concluded the most profitable contracts. Money made it possible to travel. The sons did not know the refusal of anything, and after graduating from school they left to study abroad, to the best universities in the world.

Selling my soul, I sold my feelings

Everything would be wonderful if not for one thing - I did not feel happy. I didn't have any feelings at all. She ate deliciously, slept softly, rested in five-star hotels in the most expensive resorts. And it was as if she was watching a boring movie that cannot be turned off, because there is no other and never will be. The husband was treated and obsessed with his own health and safety. He did not leave the house anywhere, demanding for himself the most expensive medicines and organic products at unimaginable prices.

I could easily pay for all this, but I hinted that he could work from home. The husband in response shouted that I was obliged to support him, and it was not for me to teach him how to live. He doesn't ask where I get so much money from. And if I bother him, he'll turn me in to the feds and I'll spend the rest of my life in jail. I tried to appeal to his logic: if they put me in prison, what will he live on? Later I realized that he was ill. Concussion, other injuries, surgeries, drugs for the brain did not go unnoticed. He was captured by various phobias and did not want to admit it, blaming me for all his troubles.

Once I accidentally overheard the conversation of my sons, who, after the end of the communication session, badly pressed the button to turn off the video chat. My boys were discussing a way to get more money out of me. They were worried about what would happen if I accidentally died. Where are the main accounts? Who inherits them? Do I have a will? And they do not want to wait for my death, they want to bathe in pleasures now. I switched off. I sat over the slammed lid of the computer and cried ...

Since I sold my soul, not only the prices that I paid for things and products have changed. If at first I enjoyed tight packs of bills, then this euphoria quickly evaporated. I stopped trusting everyone. Relationships with parents faded away. They talked about God, I was sick of their naivety. The husband went crazy. The sons were only interested in money. No one asked me how I feel, what I want, what I dream about. Nobody gave me gifts. Why, I myself could buy everything I want. In addition to these troubles, importunate relatives, whom I had never heard of before, showed up. They asked me for money.

Consequences of the deal

Relations with the family deteriorated completely. I left my husband. Rather, she persuaded him to move to a private sanatorium, where nothing would threaten his health. So that he would not be afraid to be on the street, she paid for his stay there for twenty years in advance. She opened accounts in the names of her sons. I stopped going to my parents, just transferred them the agreed amounts and paid for the au pair and the nurse. An agreement with the devil is always drawn up in such a way that if it is violated, the person dies. I didn't mean to break anything. I was not drawn to church. And I wanted to die just as in those days when I was a beggar.

The trouble is, the thought of death didn't frighten me. Having sold my soul, I sold my feelings. I went to Anna to find out why. It turned out that she did not live there. And, as the guard at the entrance to the elite quarter said, she never lived. Anna has never been seen. I gave up suicidal thoughts. Whether there is heaven and hell, whether there is God and the devil, I will find out later. But to add to the existing wine one of gravest sins didn't become...

The first actual mention of such transactions began in 1634, when the Frenchman Urbain Grandier (a priest, a man who knows a lot about religion) drew up a written agreement with the prince of darkness. The Inquisition found this document and burned the priest at the stake. And this happened exactly 13 years after the flowers of virginity, the pleasures and riches bestowed on him by the devil. Not a year earlier, not a year later! Everything is fair.
Since then, the number of those wishing to receive earthly goods in exchange for a soul has not decreased. The University of Paris officially approved the theory according to which a contract with evil spirits is required for witchcraft. From now on, hundreds of people are attracted only by the very fact of the transaction.
So, let's get down to the process of making a deal.
First, answer the question “Do you need it?” No one will give the correct answer, what is the soul. But no one wants to give it away intuitively. The truth is, 13 years after the deal was made, you must be dead. If you still decide on this, then move on.
The contract is written in Latin, but this is more likely part of the ritual than hard rule. It is quite possible to write the text in your native language, by hand and always with your own blood. There is no need to come up with highly lexical phrases, it is enough that the thoughts are sincere. Example: “Lucifer, I undertake to give my soul after 13 years from the date of the conclusion of the contract, under the following conditions ...” Be restrained in your desires. Do not be impudent, you will never become the ruler of the universe, millions of mountains of gold will not fall on your head either, and angry demons will tear you apart in one moment.
Also pay attention to the nuances of your contract. Discuss every little thing, up to the fact that the transaction is canceled if one of the points is not fulfilled. Lucifer is also a sinner and nothing human is alien to him, he wants to deceive you first of all. Remember this!
After you have signed and written the sacred keys: AGLON, TETRAGRAMMATON, VAYCHEON, STIMULAMATHON, EROHARES, RETRASAMATHON, CLYORAN, ICION, ESITION, EXISTIEN, ERYONA, ONERA, ERASYN, MOYN, MEFFIAS, SOTER, EMMANUEL, SABAOTH, ADONAI , you need to say them out loud (learn the Latin transcription), and then call the demon.
The ritual is as follows: you should stand in a pentagram drawn by a church candle and repeat 13 times: “I ask you, Master of Darkness, Master of Evil, Master of the Night, come to me and fulfill my request! Amen" You will clearly feel when the demon appears, and then read the contract aloud. Only then sign with your own blood. Light the candle with which the pentagram was drawn and burn the contract on it. Thus, you will transfer it to the other world. If the paper immediately flares up, then you did everything right - the devil signed. Carefully collect the ashes and store in a secluded corner until the expiration date - this is your guarantee. Take the whole ritual seriously.

Background

The Abyssinians have a saying: "When a woman sleeps alone, the devil thinks of her." What exactly he thinks, the proverb is silent about. Although you don't need to be seven spans in your forehead to guess ... It is much more curious that the devil sometimes not only thinks, but also acts. And quite successfully. According to the French researcher J. Delassus, in Paris alone at the end of the last century there were several women's clubs in which the only occupation of thrill-seekers was the invocation of demon lovers.

But this phenomenon began much earlier. At the beginning of the second millennium of the current era, an unprecedented in history "epidemic" of witchcraft began in Western Europe. It was so powerful that in 1229 Pope Gregory IX was forced to introduce inquisitorial courts. It was then that sexual relations with evil spirits were studied and classified.

A witch (or witcher) was considered a person who deliberately entered into a deal and practical relationship with evil spirits. Sometimes such relationships included carnal connection.

Medieval church demonologists even developed a special terminology: the demons that appeared to women in the guise of a man were called incubi, and the demons who visited men were called succubi. Intimate intimacy with these creatures among witches, according to the famous Dominican inquisitors J. Sprenger and G. Institoris, took place as follows:

“The incubus demon for the witch always acts visibly, since, due to the agreement concluded between them, he does not need to approach her invisible. As for those around, many often saw how witches lay on their backs, bare below the navel, and, having given their legs a position corresponding to indecency, moved their hips and shins, while incubus demons acted invisibly to others, although at the end of the act from the witch completely black steam rose into the air, but this happened very rarely ... "

At the suggestion of witches or of their own free will, prodigal demons can attack and ordinary people never practiced witchcraft. Sometimes, for this purpose, they first inhabit someone, and then force the possessed to commit violence.

But much more often, incubi and succubus act without intermediaries. One of the signs of an incubus attack is the deep sleep of all possible witnesses in the vicinity. In addition, rapist incubi almost never show their appearance. And they act wisely, because they look rather disgusting. It happens that after nightly vigils with such a “visitor”, reddish marks remain on the woman’s body, as after a slight burn, resembling handprints, cat or dog paws, and occasionally letters and numbers.

Nature of incubi and succubus

Who are they, the rulers of transcendent love? The most common explanation is given, as always, by the ubiquitous psychiatrists: this, they say, is a special form of self-hypnosis, when a person cannot realize the moment when consciousness passes into a trance state. It is curious that the same psychiatrists, when their patients try to explain their "excessive" sensations by hypnosis, make a diagnosis: the Kandinsky-Clerambault syndrome, or, to put it simply, nonsense.

Church professors believe that these are demons - messengers of the devil. It is in this exquisite way that they destroy human souls, that is, they lead them to eternal death. But who is the devil? Evil spirit - answers the church. And what is spirit? There is no qualitative definition for it in any religion - a definition of its essence, and not a description of its properties.

The most probable is still the hypothesis of the existence of a special, non-material world. There is no space and time - in our understanding of these categories. But it is possible that that world intersects at some level with our world, and this makes it possible for the “otherworldly” inhabitants to explore our life and ourselves.

Of course, the actions of incubi and succubi and generally evil spirits can hardly be called research, since they are disgusting and cause a feeling of disgust. But look at ourselves: who can guarantee that mice and rabbits experience joy when we vivisection them?

Is it possible to give birth from an incubus?

As for pregnancy, after intercourse with an incubus, it is most often false. However, the real one is quite probable. Indeed, if a poltergeist can move various objects, substances, including liquids, why not assume that an incubus is also able to transport a male seed, expelled, say, during a wet dream in the same way? And if medicine has been practicing artificial conception for more than a year, isn’t it within the power of a being that is many orders of magnitude superior in its capabilities to any doctor? The answers seem to lie in the questions themselves.

In the old days, all those who had some kind of atavisms were considered children born from incubi. Fantastic reports have come down to us about semi-animal babies with a wolf's head or, say, goat's legs. It was also believed that the offspring of demons can have a normal human appearance. But all the same, at least something distinguishes them from ordinary children: either too much weight, or an incredible appetite, which, however, does not lead to obesity.

Modern evidence of encounters with incubi and succubi

The same is happening today. As, for example, with I.R. from Vyatka.

“It all started in 1986,” she said in her letter. - I sleep with my husband. Or rather, he is sleeping, and I hear some noise from the side. Then a male voice begins to talk to me, someone strokes me, as if with their hands, kisses and, in general, has a connection with me, like a man with a woman. Moreover, something strange is happening to me: my arms and legs do not obey me, as if I were all petrified. And only my mind goes on strike against this violence.

This has happened to me many times since. Sometimes I managed to drive him away, sometimes he took possession of me. Then I physically felt his strong, elastic body. He seemed handsome to me, and one day I mentally asked him: "Show me your face." And what did I see! Such a freak - all covered in thorns, a fiery muzzle, eyes burning. After this time, spots similar to a spread five began to appear on my body in the morning, but they quickly disappeared. And when I was pregnant, I told him not to bother anymore. And as he growls: “Do not hope, the child was conceived not from her husband, but from me.” I’m afraid to tell my husband about it, but I don’t know what to do ... "

Fortunately, I.R. turned out to be in vain. A few months later, she again sent a letter in which she said that the child was born absolutely normal, without any deviations. Now he is in his ninth year, he is very similar to his father (I.R.'s husband). Like all boys, mischievous, but he studies decently. The night visitor sometimes still visits I.R., but since then - as if he had taken water in his mouth.

Well, it could not be otherwise: the injured party had nothing to do with witches and did not conclude an agreement with an unclean spirit. In such cases, the incubus cannot exercise undivided power over his offspring, and it is simply unprofitable for him to spend the “vital energy” precious for spiritual beings.

But as soon as a woman allows even a slight compromise, everything can turn out differently, as happened with N.B. from Ufa:

“I am twenty-three years old ... I have never practiced spiritualism, but here on Christmas my sister persuaded me. Among others, we summoned the spirit of my loved one, who committed suicide some time ago... I became interested, and then I repeatedly communicated with him on my own when no one was at home, using a magic pendulum and the alphabet.

At the end of February, after another session of communication, the spirit did not leave, as usual, but remained with me. Something clicked in my head, then a “voice” appeared, began to talk to me. The voice was someone else's, not the same as that of my beloved.

Now I understand that some kind of demon was attached to me, but then for some reason I did not realize this. Bes began to force me to cohabitation. When I went to bed and closed my eyes, he persuaded me, “drawn” pleasant erotic pictures, and sometimes frightened me with scary faces. And I succumbed to his temptation...

One day I realized that I was pregnant. Don't call me crazy, but for the last year and a half before that, I had no intimacy with men ... It was then that it dawned on me what kind of story I got into.

The devil began to take care of me in everything, and I increasingly thought about abortion. But I didn't want to be a child killer. And then I prayed to God: if this fruit was sent to me by an evil spirit, let me have a miscarriage.

Amazingly, after an hour I had the first discharge, and by the end of the next day everything happened as I asked ... "

Spiritualism, like any other method of invoking spirits, is precisely a witchcraft procedure. In addition, this woman, without realizing it, entered into a deal with one of the demons: she gave herself to him in exchange for satisfying her own curiosity or even for receiving pleasure. Although, judging by the numerous descriptions, the pleasures of such sex are very doubtful: instead of them, very often women experience pain, since the sexual organ of the incubus seems very hard (“like steel”), sharp (“like a knife”) and cold (“like ice”). ”), and sometimes “horns” also grow on it.

As already mentioned, love demons did not bypass the strong half of humanity. True, all demonologists are unanimously convinced that there are ten times fewer succubi than incubi. Perhaps this is true; cases of succubus are indeed rarer. Before it happened that the succubus had the appearance beautiful woman. Lately, the invisibles are becoming more and more active. Here is an excerpt from a letter from a Moscow artist:

“I experience all the effects of this force at night. I go to bed at exactly 23:00. But right there, after five or ten minutes, I begin to feel a slight, but frequent vibration, trembling of my bed. Then, barely perceptibly, something rolls under the covers and, as if elastic air, envelops my body. The blanket begins to float above me... This is a “girlfriend”, “bride”, and possibly a “wife” (I live alone), mysterious, more refined in her feelings and desires, daily, without delay, at 23:00 10 minutes comes to see me on a date. She immediately, as if bored from the daytime separation, begins to caress me with light, airy touches. Feelings of fear have long been gone - caressed, got used to these "tenderness", but still disgusting, unpleasant. But the most unpleasant thing for me is that after all the gentle touches, I begin to feel the impact on the sexual center ... I never allow myself to be brought to a climax - I sharply throw up the blanket and say seven times: “Do not touch!”. Everything stops, but after about an hour it starts again. And so three or four times a night you have to take up a shield and a sword ... "

Here are some modern cases told by a ufologist from the city of Volzhsky G. Belimov:

“After the publication of my book “In touch - other worlds”, which described in detail about unusual contacts, including sexual ones, that occurred with Tatyana Anatolyevna V., I was approached by a resident of the city of Volzhsky and asked to meet with her daughter, at which has a similar story. The daughter at that time was 34 years old, there were four unsuccessful marriages, there is a son of 13 years old, but in general, personal life does not add up. The mother believes that this is because of the being who does not leave her daughter as a sexual partner. Since then, for several years, I have been in the know with Rimma - let's call this young woman that way.

It turned out that for the first time Rimma felt an extraneous presence at the age of 17, shortly after she began dating men. She was and to this day remains a rather interesting and sociable woman, and knows how to please men.

But first it should be noted that Rimma had some special qualities since childhood: she often and with pleasure flew in her dreams. Moreover, dreams-flights were varied, sometimes in completely unfamiliar places, as if on another planet, and most often over bodies of water. Often, flights were provoked by the chases that preceded them - she escaped from some terrible creatures, and then she flew. The nightmares recurred quite often. But she liked the flights themselves so much that "I wanted to cry with happiness."

Another feature was that sometimes in these dreams she fell into ... well, let's say, to the afterlife. I saw mostly my deceased grandmother and some other relatives, but not only. It cost someone to die somewhere, and this deceased could appear in her dreams. So Viktor Tsoi, Talkov, Vysotsky, the deceased fiancé of her friend and other people, sometimes unknown to her, appeared to her. Rimma often communicates with her deceased grandmother. She talks to her, showed her house, a two-story cottage, beautiful trees nearby. Once I flew by and saw that my grandmother was dancing in her garden and singing songs. That is, "there" she is perfectly happy.

About sexual contacts with an alien being, Rimma says this:

When Someone comes, she gets chills down her spine and goosebumps. She feels footsteps, the bed caves in as he lays down beside her. No matter how she lies, Someone climbs from her back, she does not see him. At these moments, she is seized by numbness, she cannot, for example, roll over from her stomach, look at him. She says that only once she managed to overcome her fear and looked back when he moved away from the bed. I saw a whitish substance that looked like a human silhouette. Everything is indistinct, but the eyes seem to be very beautiful, large and expressive.

“Once I saw his hand when he put it in front of me,” she recalled. - An ordinary male hand, sparse hair is clearly visible, the hand is cool. I tried to turn around, but he put pressure on my shoulder, preventing me from looking. And he removed his hand.

Sexual intercourse always takes place only in the position from the back. Feels the weight of a normal large man. Rimma actively objects to the assumption that she is dreaming about all this, and that there is actually no physical presence, because all the accompanying sounds - bed creaking, breathing, noise - all this is preserved. But with husbands, such meetings did not occur. Usually the creature came when the husband left for work early in the morning, and she had to get up later. Sexual intercourse always ended in orgasm, and Rimma noticed that she regulates the onset of orgasm herself and achieves it when she wants: either soon, or over time. As if the creature guesses or knows her physiology.

Rimma firmly declares that she gets pleasure from an alien being much sharper and better than from earthly men. Although she does not refuse earthly things and regrets that her marriages or courtship are falling apart.

He believes that the first marriage broke up not because of a connection with an alien being. And the next ones - yes, maybe that's why: I felt discomfort, dissatisfaction when I involuntarily compared partners. True, the men, in a strange way, did not stay near her either.

For example, over the years, several meetings were interrupted due to the fact that some force majeure circumstances occurred with her partners. Either everything was going to hell for someone with work, with earnings, then someone had their apartment robbed, then some serious illness, then an arrest and a showdown with the police. Someone got drunk...

History did not repeat itself, but it no longer seemed random. She and her mother went to healers and sorceresses, they identified Rimma with a “crown of celibacy”, assured that they would remove or remove it, but despite the costs, Rimma still remains alone.

It is also curious that the dogs that she loves to madness do not live in Rimma's family for a long time. They all died under different circumstances. And then everyone comes to her in dreams. Therefore, she believes that dogs also have a soul. And her beloved puppy not only dreams, but sometimes comes to her at night and lies down at her feet the way he lay down in life. She feels the heaviness of the dog, his breath ...

The bones of her first dog began to collapse for no reason. He was crumbling and couldn't get up. The second dog was handsome, but with a defect, he could not perform at shows. He himself disappeared somewhere, but, judging by the fact that he comes in dreams, he apparently died. The third dog was hit by a car as an adult. Rimma does not rule out that the creature from the other world will eliminate the dogs. Why? “He sees that I’m shaking over the dog, I love him, which means he needs to be removed.” Now she does not start dogs out of pity for animals.

After conversations with me and at my request, Rimma tried to enter into a verbal conversation with the creature, although she, as a rule, did not succeed. When he came one day in the morning, she woke up as if from a shock. Mentally asked "Why are you coming?" Repeated twice. I heard him walk over to the bed, pick up a bottle of juice from the floor, and finish it off. Then he left. She heard the sound of the bottle, in the morning she saw that it was empty, through her eyelids she saw a dark silhouette in the twilight of the room. He didn't seem to like her curiosity.

Again, he came to her only a few days later, even lay down on the bed, but did not enter into sexual contact. Once she heard his quiet, hissing, as if through force, words: “I protect you. It's not for long". From what it protects, and how to understand "for a short time", if all this has been going on for 19 years, he cannot answer. Communicates in Russian. Sometimes during intercourse, he hisses and whispers in her ear: “Rimma, Rimmulya ...” If he kisses her ear, it seems to freeze, lose sensitivity for a while, although his body itself is not cold and does not cause any discomfort.

To my questions about some of the features of these contacts, she answered frankly, as far as the situation allowed to talk about that “eye to eye”.

For example, she does not have to undress, because from childhood she sleeps in one nightgown, and in summer she is generally naked. Usually sleeps on his stomach. She is not afraid to get pregnant, because she uses a spiral, but if she got pregnant, she would like to see who she will give birth to from this creature, because it is “interesting”. The seminal fluid of the partner does not feel, although, perhaps, there is still a small discharge. She confidently speaks about the materiality of the hand, which she herself saw, but whether he materializes all - she does not know. Can't turn around when he leaves. She is immediately taken to sleep. However, it loses energy, and a lot. After the night, he gets up weakened, not getting enough sleep. The creature understands the problem of “critical days”, and does not come on these days. Contact frequency fluctuates. Sometimes once a month, sometimes several times a week. Once, after her pious brother had been visiting her for a month, he did not come for two or three months, but then he appeared, and everything continues to the present.

Interestingly, moving from the north, where their family used to live, did not affect their relationship. They did not stop, the creature did not disappear anywhere, as if it accompanies her anywhere. But the initiative - to come or not to come - comes only from him. Her desires, including sexual ones, are hardly taken into account.

Rimma was advised to contact me by her mother, Galina Alekseevna. In addition to her daughter's celibacy, she is also concerned about her health. Rimma got gastritis from a young age, which developed into an ulcer. There is a fear that a cancerous tumor or further deterioration in health may form. I suggested that Rimma meet and undergo treatment with Volgograd healers who practice treatment according to the method of MAI academician V.M. Privalova (rehabilitation of post-contact situations). However, Rimma refused for two reasons: she was not baptized and did not believe in God, and did not want to be baptized for treatment. The second reason: she does not want to break off contact with an alien being, because she is used to it, and she likes sexual relations with him. They, according to her, are better and brighter than with men. There seems to be no exacerbation of the ulcer now, but a severe allergy has appeared from new sores. Possible reason- loss of energy, but in principle, allergic diseases are not surprising for our city of "Big Chemistry".

I still remain aware of this situation, but extracting much information, say, by talking with the help of a woman to that creature, does not work. Rimma still cannot overcome the numbness, lethargy in relations with him. Where the creature comes from - from another, parallel world or, say, from the other world - remains unclear. However, in connection with her "astral travels", it can be assumed that her partner is a being from the astral world, which we, the researchers, know very, very approximately.

From the archive of Valentin Golts, an expert for the Anomaly newspaper, I learned about a similar one-time incident with a certain Galina Andreevna (according to the original entry - Galina Andreevna Borzova. - M. G.) from St. Petersburg. A similar story happened to her in March 1982.

She says that she was visiting a friend, went to bed at two in the morning. I woke up from a strange sound, as if something metal was being passed over the glass. “Suddenly I felt,” I quote, “that, starting from my feet, something heavy began to fall on me, to press down. On the wall, against the background of the carpet, I saw how a loose shadow finds, and on my back lies a figure with a large head and a broad back. And suddenly the act began. My fear suddenly passed, since you are doing this, then be kind ... The feeling was wonderful. Much better than with an earthly being. Then there was a feeling that I was wrapped in warmth, bliss and affection. Then the shadow and heaviness began to evaporate, as it were, from the sides to the middle of the back. The stiffness of the neck, head, hands disappeared. No fear, no stiffness. I sat up in bed, stunned, wondering if I was dreaming or not. But the feeling was very real, still not a dream. A friend nearby was sleeping deeply, not even moving. Erotic dreams never seen before. Then she told her mother. She said that this happened to her twice in her youth. ("Anomaly" No. 20, 1997)

We see that, without saying a word, both women talk about the same sensations during contacts with unknown creatures. According to other testimonies of the victims, an identical picture also emerges. If we recall ancient legends, prayers for protection from sexual aggression of certain spirits, descriptions of succubi and incubus, we can conclude that representatives of some other world often took and continue to carry out sexual contact with earthlings. These creatures are humanoid and, most likely, have functionally close ways of reproduction and sexual relations. Not being able to describe these creatures, I at least state their presence, which means I also state evidence of the existence of other worlds and other intelligent life.

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The rain poured like a bucket, the wind blew in my face, small pieces of ice dug into my skin. I ran. I didn’t run of my own free will, it seemed that someone was driving me into the distance. Although, I didn't mind. There was not a drop of joy, happiness in my life. There were no close people who could support me. I was all alone in the world. I'm fed up with this existence. I had no other choice but to freeze in this damned forest, in my thin dress, a scarf draped over my shoulders instead of a jacket, and home slippers (albeit very fluffy and warm), this is inevitable. I was unhappy in this world, maybe lucky in another.

I was born to a wild mother, so to speak. Lived without a father. I didn't have it. I do not know from whom it was born. My mother thought that it was too early for her to have a child (yes, he was not included in her plans at all). She hung me on Grandma's shoulders. She was very old, and at the age of 9 I had to take care of her myself, because she was tied to the bed. I had a life different from the lives of my peers. While all my friends were walking on the street, having fun, enjoying life, I constantly sat at home and watched my grandmother's well-being. I saw my mother once every few years, I’m sure she didn’t even know about the state of the granny.

Because of this lifestyle, I was an unhealthy child. Very pale, thin. I often skipped school to help my grandmother. At the age of 11, I was completely expelled from there for constant absenteeism. But I wasn't too upset. Teaching never worked for me. I didn't have a favorite subject, my classmates made fun of me. Many believed that I was a witch or sick with a fatal disease and were afraid to be near me.

My life was completely ruined when my grandmother died. She died of a broken heart. When I entered her room, I almost had a stroke. There was such a grimace of horror on her face that it seemed to me that I had never seen anything more terrible than this grimace itself in my life. I didn't want to see what had frightened the old woman so much. I decided to run away from home. And what, I was already 14, I "already know everything about life." How much I reproached myself for such a decision! I would rather die in that apartment than live such a meaningless, fearful life.

I got a job as a waitress at some diner. Fortunately, I looked 16 years old, but they didn’t check my passport there. I sold my grandmother's apartment for mere pennies. But then I was inexperienced, and it seemed to me that this was "unreal money." She began to rent a room in a tiny two-room apartment in a dilapidated house, which was also located at the "hell in the middle of nowhere".

So I lived for a year. Everything was great until something happened that caused my life to go downhill. They kicked me out of the apartment. They said that they did not pay for two whole months (and I paid, I remember exactly). I thought for a long time what to do, spent a couple of nights at the station. And here I am sitting somehow on a bench in front of an old ruin. Suddenly, a strange woman over 30 came into the courtyard. She was wearing a black shapeless hoodie, the hood completely covered her face, and light, puny hair was knocked out from under it. She sat down next to me and, turning to face me, removed her hood. I started. My eyes widened in horror. This woman's face belonged to me. I recognized him by his deathly pallor, deep, serious eyes full of pain and suffering. But the woman was two times older than me and 20 centimeters taller. We looked at each other for a long time until she broke the silence with her terrible, sepulchral voice.

After 87.600 hours the devil will come to you. He will insist on a deal that you will find profitable. But that's not the case at all. You will have to refuse, otherwise something that you cannot even imagine will happen. He will not leave immediately, but you insist on your own. Perhaps this will save me you in the future.
Suddenly I felt weak in my body, my eyes darkened, my head began to spin...

Where I am? What happened? - such questions arose in my head when I woke up in white wards, lying on the bed, unable to move my arm or leg. A pretty-looking young girl, a nurse, entered the ward.
- You came to us in the hospital in a very deplorable condition. You were found in an abandoned building, you said something absurd, shouted that you would not let yourself be offended, fought against the walls. We still do not fully understand what happened to you, but I can say one thing for sure: nothing threatens your health.
- Really?! What threatened me? I exclaimed.
- I repeat: we do not fully understand what happened to you. Now food and drink will be brought to you, we will make sure that nothing happens to you.
The nurse left the room. I was left alone with my thoughts. As far as I understood, my things, acquired by overwork, were not with me. I have no friends, no relatives, no housing, no job. Why should I live in this world, I ask...

I lived for 6 months in the hospital, the fractures of my legs and arms turned out to be deep, it took a long time to heal. Yes, I was in no hurry to go anywhere, I have nowhere to go. However, after discharge, I became unusually lucky. I found a job, a place to live, even made friends. In general, life flowed like clockwork. But after 5 months after discharge, strange things began to happen to me. I began to notice that the people around me had some kind of insincere look. Their eyes, when they looked at me, they seemed to roll somewhere. Their voices sounded hoarse, they seemed to sound the same.

Once I was sitting in the kitchen of my apartment, when suddenly someone knocked on my front door. I ran to the vestibule and looked out the peephole. There stood Dasha, my best friend. Her condition was very strange. She was wearing only a nightgown, her legs looked like bones wrapped in leather. She tilted her head to the side, it rested on her left shoulder. Their noses were bleeding, and her eyes rolled back. In some ways, she looked like a zombie from a horror movie. She said in a voice that did not express any emotions that my time had come ... I screamed and ran to my room. They started pounding on the door. It looked like she was about to be kicked out. However, everything died down as suddenly as it began. I ran to the door and looked through the peephole. Nobody. Just in case, I opened the door and looked out onto the landing. There was a note stuck on the door: "Hurry up. The time has come..."

After that, my life turned into a real nightmare. I saw these zombies everywhere. They could appear at the most unexpected moment. They took me by surprise. In broad daylight, everything around me grew dark, and the people around me bored me with their creepy, expressionless eyes. I seemed to be going crazy. It all ended as unexpectedly as it began. People looked at me in disbelief. When I asked what time it was, they said, "Just a minute."
I was often offered to see a psychologist, but I knew he would not help. My time has come... I don't know what will happen, but I'm not afraid. It's better to die than to live like this!

My legs themselves carried me into the forest when the phone received a call from my number. I took it, but in the receiver I heard only a hiss, through which I made out my own voice: "Hurry! .."

I have been running for a quarter of an hour now, further and further away from home. Almost 10 years have passed since the beginning of this story, and I remember everything as if it were yesterday. Here's the abandoned building I was told about at the hospital. Although I didn’t remember what happened there, its outline was spinning in my head, and I somehow understood that I had to go here. I went in what I was in. My whole life was spinning in my head, which would seem very short to any normal person, although this is not at all the case.

I entered the building. The frail, almost dilapidated walls smeared in something green aroused in me horror and disgust to touch them. But in order to climb the stairs to the second floor, I had to hold on to them so as not to fall and break to hell.

In a burnt room full of all sorts of rubbish, with inscribed signs on it and stubs of candles, He was waiting for me. A man in black with a wrinkled face. I've been waiting for it for 10 years and finally got it. He offered me a deal:
- In your family, all women are my debtors. Long ago, your great-great-great-grandmother made a deal with me. She sold me her soul and the souls of her descendants, because one soul would not be enough. She asked for eternal love, beauty, wealth, the inevitable death of her ill-wishers. I granted her wish, but she could not be happy forever. She made a deal with me, which means that sooner or later retribution will come. Very soon the village grandmothers found Marya Stepanovna, who, as it seemed to them, had already begun to live in the white world, in the swamp. She drowned herself. It is strange that her face had aged 20 years, and there were some tatters of clothes on her. I suggest that you close the dark affairs of your great-great-great-grandmother by giving me your soul. All your predecessors very often refused.

I remembered the words of the woman in black, but then I forgot them. I have the opportunity to do almost a good deed. I still don't have a good life. Most likely, I would have died anyway from that terrible creature that killed my grandmother and, possibly, my mother (I don’t know if she is alive or not)
- I agree! I exclaimed.
"Wonderful," the Devil smiled an eerie smile.
Everything was confused in my head, everything was running, spinning before my eyes ... The last thing I thought about was: "I have already lived my life. It would not have been longer. But I saved my descendants! I am well done!"

Semyon, is it already known who did this to this very attractive young girl?
On the dirty floor of an abandoned house lay a pretty girl of about 25 years old. She was wearing a wedding dress, a smile froze on her face, and a hole gaped in her head.
Yes, but that makes this case even weirder. No one saw this girl two days ago in the area of ​​​​this place (two days ago there was a murder, but they saw Anna Koreleva, a saleswoman at the Minimarket grocery store.
- Is this the one that ran to us a couple of weeks ago, reported that zombies were pestering her and constantly saying that her time had come?
- Yes she.
- Strange... You don't want to tell me that she reincarnated after her death?!
- No, what are you ... Perhaps she is not from here at all!
- But what about Koreleva? She disappeared too! Nobody saw her after that incident either!..
But you won't claim that...
- And who killed the girl is already known?
- No... No prints were found... I'm inclined to believe that the girl shot herself.
You may well be right...
Two young investigators were heading towards the exit of the building, simultaneously wondering what had driven such a young, beautiful, successful, judging by the expensive dress, girl to commit suicide...





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28.06.2019
Here I read conspiracies, where they write, what helped? and then it became bad, etc.. yes, I'm ready to sell my soul to the devil, I'm ready to pay for it later for the rest of my life...!
05.06.2019
From early youth, she used to guess at cards, and told fortunes with her girlfriends "on the night of Christmas" and there until Epiphany. And then the evocation of spirits, and other ungodly activities. Lord have mercy!
04.06.2019
From early youth, she used to guess at cards, and told fortunes with her girlfriends "on the night of Christmas" and there until Epiphany. And then the evocation of spirits, and other ungodly activities. Lord have mercy! And now, reading your stories, I remembered everything!