This was already her sixth expedition to the Podkamennaya Tunguska. That she was considered strange by the expedition, she knew. She himself had already doubted her normalcy. Maybe my aunt was right when she advised a psychotherapist friend? But she still did not believe that the memories of nine years ago were just a defensive reaction of a fifteen-year-old girl, caused by fear.

Cases of bygone days

Legends of antiquity deep

Then her, with honors finished the ninth grade girl, called with her aunt Lena. At that time, already an experienced traveler, working as a guide on the beauty of the Russian hinterland. She led a group of Germans and domestic researchers to the area where the famous Tunguska meteorite fell. Laughingly at the girl, the experienced men eventually got into her a kind of respect, looking at how she bravely endured the burden of foot crossings, mud and hordes of nasal delusions. And when one of the Ural ufologists, Denis, who constantly found himself in the crossings next to her and, without ceasing talking about his great discoveries, called during the Tunguska camp to show the anomalous zone, she calmly followed him. A little later, they had already moved a few kilometers away from the camp, Denis, under the pretext that he wanted to help her feel the energy of this place, he began to paw her frankly. Then she really was frightened of his wild burning gaze. I remembered my aunt’s warnings so that she would not leave the parking lot without informing her where she was going with. And that was exactly the case. Therefore, in every possible way hiding her horror, she tried to depict the burned maiden, put her hands between his legs and for the first time in her life began to feel the member sticking out. And he crushed her tits and slobberingly stretched toward her with kisses. Perebarya disgust and fear, she offered him to build some kind of bed. So that he believed in the seriousness of her intentions, she even began to drag lapnik to him. And during the campaign for the next batch, she looked over whether he was looking at her and rushed to run. As she thought, she roughly imagined which side the camp was located in, it was necessary to go around the swamp in a wide arc and go out to it from the other side. But something went wrong, trying not to get close to the swamp, she ran, side vision, constantly looking at the moss covered with moss. At some point, she stopped seeing them, did not immediately realize that something had changed around. Looking back, I did not see the persecution behind me, I hid in some bushes. After catching her breath, she listened for a long time to see if a branch would crunch, under the pursuer's foot, or if there would be a dark silhouette between the trunks of the pines. Only almost completely calmed down, I realized that she did not have to constantly brush off the annoying midges. The forest was also different, like both pine and birch were present, but some new trees appeared, which she not only did not see here, but also found it difficult to recognize. The shrub behind which she was hiding was most like a tea plant. The air was filled with new smells.

She got up and tried to look around. Even her own clothes were against her.Pants slid down and hung at the hips. And the button and metal hook, which were supposed to support the pants, just disappeared. Probably caught on something and cut off, she thought. The blessing was present also the lacing thanks to which she was tied up and took several steps to space free from a bush. All clothes hung on her bag, shoes, too, was not tightened, laces dangling. Then she set about inspecting her clothes. Inspection revealed the complete absence of any metal elements. Everything disappeared right down to the zippers and even the fastener of the bra, with which she drew her decently grown breasts in the last couple of years. In the pockets of a penknife only plastic lining remained, but the skein of string was intact, and came in very handy. She found a flat stone, split it on a nearby boulder. She cut a string on a sharp edge and tied up the dangling floors of her clothes. Busy in business, she seemed to be disconnected from the events of the day. In principle, she noted this property of her brain a long time ago and stood out among his peers. If she solved problems or read a book, she was usually not disturbed by extraneous sounds or thoughts. She knew how to focus on what seemed important to her right now.

After finishing with the equipment, she tied this piece of stone to the remaining robe of the string. The resulting tool on the stone ax didn’t pull, rather it was a hammer with a long handle, but holding some kind of weapon in her hands, she felt more confident and, noting the stick she stuck in, put her last stop to explore the surrounding area.

She wandered around a saving bush with circles stuck in a stick, increasing the radius more and more. Only in this way she was sure that she would not get lost and be able to find out the direction from which she had come here. The marshy soil with stunted grass has disappeared somewhere. She roamed the solid land among familiar and completely unfamiliar vegetation. Neither the marsh, nor the river, she never left, but came across a small spring and quenched thirst with pleasure. There was nowhere to draw water, so she just figured out the direction and marked the place, tying a white handkerchief on a bush. She did not see any living creatures, but the feeling that someone was constantly watching her did not leave her. Therefore, when the light began to fade, she returned to the place where she began to explore, and began to look for a place to sleep. Nearby was a big tree, like a hornbeam. It turned out to be a convenient fork from 3 branches. From the branches of the shrub she made quite a comfortable and almost stable bed and at dusk she settled down for the night.

She slept badly, wanted to eat and was constantly afraid, turning in her sleep, to crash down from three meters high. But curled up was almost warm. The forest lived its own life, some rustling, distant cries of birds, but close it did not hear large animals. The morning greeted her with the long-awaited warmth, she finally warmed up and went downstairs. Not far behind the spring, I found strawberries and some unfamiliar, but tasty, nuts. Suddenly, I felt someone's look. He sat on a nearby tree and watched her intently. Wherever the girl went, the owl constantly turned out to be nearby and stared intently at her with its unblinking eyes. From this it became a little uneasy.

- Follow me? The girl asked.

- Yeah. - answered the owl.

- Do nothing?

- Yeah.

- Maybe you know how to get to my camp?

Owl said nothing.

- What you do not know?

- Yeah.

- You would fly from here. I'm already lost, and here you are, yeah, yeah ...

It was a coincidence or an owl actually understood her, but he soared into the air and flew away.

The girl continued to wander around the neighborhood, when she again felt someone's presence. Thirty meters away was a strange deer. Rather, from the deer were only spreading horns golden brown. The animal itself had a long neck and legs, and was more like a South American llama. The animal stood and eagerly sniffed the air, trying to understand what kind of strange creature is in front of her.Since the deer did not run away and did not show aggression, the girl slowly began to approach him. The deer did not budge, even when it approached him. Coming up ...