Alexandr Korol

tell everyone everything that was happening to me, of course people were least likely to believe that it was God or extraterrestrials communicating with me through messengers. Naturally, people who are more socially and materially oriented tend to invent those versions of events that are more physically realistic and understandable. Of course, there were many people who told me, “Alexandr, this is just recruitment. Maybe someone paid that woman Lyubov five thousand rubles to run up to you and make you believe in church. Maybe your parents did it.” There were even such ideas. One person who worked at a church actually suggested this version to me. He said, “What if it was like that? Who knows?” I said, “Well, maybe.” Then I asked people who work in the intelligence services and told them everything. They said, “No, we don’t do that kind of thing.” And there was one man who either works or used to work for the FSB, in St. Petersburg — a high-ranking guy. I told him everything as well, because he was a friend of friends, someone trustworthy. I told him everything. He said they don’t do that kind of thing, they don’t orchestrate stuff like that. And he understood that I wasn’t joking, that I’m a normal person, not under the influence of anything, just a decent, sane guy, and that I stand by my words. He listened to it all and said, “There was one case that reminds me of what you’re telling me now, Alex.” He told me that in the 1990s there was a businessman who owned a casino on Vladimirskaya, a well-known casino. And he said this guy appeared out of nowhere, but he had tons of money and businesses — he would just snap his fingers and things would get done. But no one understood who was backing him, because attempts were made to kill him — didn’t work. To imprison him — didn’t work. They tried to figure out who was behind him, and no one was. He was completely alone. And everything seemed to go his way, like he was never where people expected him to be, like some higher force was guiding him. That’s the story he told me — that there was this guy, and back then they felt there was some kind of anomaly, an intervention, kind of like what’s happening with me. What is it? Well, I’ll say this — people are generally afraid of it. That FSB guy I mentioned, the one I told all this to — I was still young then, maybe twenty, twenty-one, twenty-two — he’s still afraid of me. And of course, it’s not a conscious fear, and he knows I’m not a bad person, that I won’t do anything to him, but he’s just afraid of this force, this power. And a lot of people are afraid of this power that stands behind me.