Hmm, I don't have much that's happened to me, in addition to the occational precursory dreams, yet this one happened to my father, even if it's not that spectacular. He's an analytic mind, physicist by education, and he himself seemed puzzled by this.. Anyway here comes the story;
It happened when he was around 16 to 18 years old, at the time he lived outside his parents home, but had come there to visit over the weekend. It was late September, and it was the day the first snow of that winter fell, sky was all blue and weather chilly (Less than -5 centigrade, this will be important later on). Well he decided to go for a walk on the nearby hills. At the time they lived in a small town in central Finland, and as all small towns in finland are, this too was engulfed in a thick forest. So my dad walks in the forest, and comes across a road. The area is striped with small emerency roads for military use, as there was an airbase nearby at the time, of which my grandfather was the commander of. There were footprints on the middle of the road, printed on snow that had not been there any more than three hours. It was a calm day. My dad decided to follow the road, as they often lead to intresting places (Eg military emerency depots) The footsteps went on for a few kilometers and then disappeared. Suddenly there was nothing, nothing to indicate where the person might have went. There was enough snow in all directions to make footprints on, and they were not to be found anywhere in the next woods next to them.
People don't just disappear.
Wind doesn't exterminate footprints on one place and leave them completely intact right next to it.
A helicopter (eg from the airbase) would have made a huge mark in the snow.
No one walks 2 kilometers perfectly backwards tracing their own steps. Why would someone do that in the middle of the woods anyway?
If you can give me some explanation, I'm grateful.
In addition, I find these stories quite intresting to read, please keep them coming.
It happened when he was around 16 to 18 years old, at the time he lived outside his parents home, but had come there to visit over the weekend. It was late September, and it was the day the first snow of that winter fell, sky was all blue and weather chilly (Less than -5 centigrade, this will be important later on). Well he decided to go for a walk on the nearby hills. At the time they lived in a small town in central Finland, and as all small towns in finland are, this too was engulfed in a thick forest. So my dad walks in the forest, and comes across a road. The area is striped with small emerency roads for military use, as there was an airbase nearby at the time, of which my grandfather was the commander of. There were footprints on the middle of the road, printed on snow that had not been there any more than three hours. It was a calm day. My dad decided to follow the road, as they often lead to intresting places (Eg military emerency depots) The footsteps went on for a few kilometers and then disappeared. Suddenly there was nothing, nothing to indicate where the person might have went. There was enough snow in all directions to make footprints on, and they were not to be found anywhere in the next woods next to them.
People don't just disappear.
Wind doesn't exterminate footprints on one place and leave them completely intact right next to it.
A helicopter (eg from the airbase) would have made a huge mark in the snow.
No one walks 2 kilometers perfectly backwards tracing their own steps. Why would someone do that in the middle of the woods anyway?
If you can give me some explanation, I'm grateful.
In addition, I find these stories quite intresting to read, please keep them coming.
Do NOT ever try to kill these voices by other means than mental power.
