Granny’s Tall Shadow
This incident happened a long time ago; I was still in my first year. I studied radio electronics.
My grandmother and I lived next door; my uncle (her youngest son) lived with her. He was not married yet, and after work he was fond of playing the guitar. It was impossible to buy an electric guitar at that time and he tried to make it simple; he had some knowledge of radio and I was already studying.
They made chemicals, put pickups under the strings, connected them to an amplifier, and it was still a tube, adjusted it so that it wouldn’t sound, sometimes they stayed up until two o’clock in the morning. So, on one of these nights, this happened: the grandmother’s house was rebuilt; the foundation was poured out of concrete, blocked, and so it stood for a while.
In the residential part we were engaged in these works. It was in the warm season, in what month I do not remember, but it was warm. Next door on the other side was a small house, you could say, tiny; a room somewhere 3 by 4am and a small shed. This housing was very old, if not pre-revolutionary, then prewar for sure; the walls were whitewashed outside with lime and were white as a sheet. There was a large square lock on the doors about 20 by 20 cm. And the key was about 15 cm long. I have never seen such a castle anywhere else; I describe it all so that you understand why this case is a mystery. I still can’t figure out what happened there.
My grandparents lived in that house. Both were over 80. My grandmother was small, a little more than one and a half meters, and my grandfather was tall, healthy, I have a height of 1 m. 76 cm. And he was much taller than me. They were so good, but there was no good fame about my grandfather in the village; they said that he was a witcher, (we say bosorkin) could take milk from a cow, damage it, and so on.
I didn’t believe in such things, then, I thought it was all fairy tales.
So one night we tried to launch this device of ours and stayed up late, somewhere around midnight I went to the toilet and… I look, my grandfather and grandmother are going home (they often came late). From where I was standing to their door there were no more than 15 metro. There was a full moon in the sky. I didn’t see their faces, only figures, but from the fact that there was a small one in front and a tall one behind, I concluded that it was a grandfather and a woman. They were clearly visible against the white wall.
So the grandmother came to the door (the door was on the wall on our side) took the key out of her pocket, and opened the lock. It was quiet in the village at night, and I even heard the lock open, then the door creaked open. A small figure entered the doorway, then the door closed with a creak, and a tall figure entered; it turns out that there were no movements and no noises in the closed door. I was dumbfounded, I didn’t understand anything. The first thing that came to my mind, from the real one, was that the second figure was not the grandfather, but the shadow of the grandmother. But when I came to myself, I realized that it couldn’t be a shadow.
I looked around, the light on my grandmother’s porch was not on, there was no light from my side, the moon was full and shining specifically, but it was on the eastern side of the sky, and had not yet risen high. The moon was shining in my face, and the wall with the door where the figures entered was western, and was in the shadow of the moon; that is, there could not be a shadow of the grandmother. It all flashed through my mind quickly, and then I got scared, ran into the house and told the uncle what had happened.
He naturally did not believe it, laughed and said that fear has big eyes and that I should not go far at night, because unclean walks at night. I was offended that I wasn’t small, but I didn’t forget that, I thought about it for a long time afterwards, came to that place at night when the moon was in that very place, looked closely, figured it out, but I didn’t understand anything. I not only perfectly heard the creaking, but also clearly saw how the door closed and how the second figure entered it; there was no vegetation between us so that something interfered.
It was not a figure, but a shadow, but whose? The grandmother entered, the door closed, and only then the shadow entered. I am a realist by nature, and if something can be really explained, then I understand, but I can’t really explain it.