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In the depths of the dense forest there was an old abandoned house. You can’t even imagine how many travelers he has let in for the night during his long life. All the stories told and what happened to these people are now kept by its walls. And if you can hear what they are whispering about, then you can learn a lot of different interesting stories.

Once in this house there were two mushroom pickers Ivan and Sergey, they came to take shelter from the bad weather and the coming twilight.

Sergey was an enthusiastic person, he was engaged in «extrasensory», bioenergetics and yoga, and he also knew how to see ghosts and read energy wherever he was.

– How good that there is an abandoned house in this place, – Ivan said contentedly, passing into the living room, of course, if it was possible to call it that.

– Is it bad or good, let’s see… you know, Vanya, there are different houses. You feel comfortable in one house, but you just want to run away from the other, and as soon as possible and it doesn’t matter where.

Ivan looked at his friend from under his brows and said:

«Whether you like it or not, we’re going to have to stay here until tomorrow morning. So we settle down here, have dinner and go to bed…

Friends lit a small fire near the house, boiled water on the fire. Sergey took the stew out of his backpack, cookies and tea leaves. They lit a candle that they found in the room and sat down at the dinner table, when they ate in silence, Ivan said:

– Well, Serega, I do not know about you, but I went to bed.

– No, I’m going to sit a little longer, I want to listen to the walls, in case they tell me something interesting. When else would such an opportunity present itself, to sit in such a house.

– Well, look for yourself, shaman if you want, and I’ll go lie down. Get up early tomorrow morning, you need to sleep…

Ivan lay down in the farthest corner on the unfolded mattresses that were lying instead of a bed.

Sergei remained sitting in front of the candle. And suddenly, before his eyes, as if he was in a movie theater, pictures began to scroll. After a few minutes he came to his senses and cried out:

– You should know about it! Listen to what I’m going to tell you now.

Ivan stirred in his corner, he hadn’t had time to fall asleep yet.

– Well, what do you have there, okay, let’s spit it out…