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[Alexandr Korol]

– What’s going on here?
– Well, you described everything exactly as it happened. How could that be? How did you know? How did you figure this out?
– I don’t know. I read about it on the internet or asked on some forum, maybe in a group on VKontakte. Someone answered that it’s empathy. I don’t know what it is. It just appeared in me recently, this year.

And that’s it. This woman is in shock. She says that she’s sure that in the future I will be famous, and that she will definitely see me on TV, that I’m unique. Everything that happens to me, I immediately write in my diary, which later turns into my first book that I eventually publish, and so I write about this moment. Then she asks for my personal phone number. A month later, she calls me and says:

– Alex, can my husband talk to you? He has a question.
– Sure.

And he was consulting me about real estate. With me, an 18-year-old child, an adult uncle was consulting about real estate. That was one case. And there was another case when I was taking photos, which was pretty much how I lived. I remember meeting a person, walking down the street, and I said:

– You have pain right here.
– Where?
– Well, right here.
– How do you know that? How did you figure that out?
– I just feel it. When I’m alone, nothing hurts, but when I’m with someone, I can feel what hurts in the other person.

And the person was in shock. Then, what also happened often in 2008. Almost every person who was with me, I would always ask: “What are you thinking right now?”, “What are you thinking?”, “What did you just think?”. People really didn’t like it – they didn’t understand why I was always asking that. But I had just started to hear people’s thoughts at that moment.