Alexandr Korol

And at that very moment, at the other end of the bus, some woman takes a shotgun out of her bag, like a sawed-off, a raider’s shotgun, and starts shooting at him. Well, just with one shot she kills him. And at that very moment, right in the dream, I got very scared, because my very first thoughts in the dream were that it was me who did it, that I was so careless with my thoughts, that I thought it, and it immediately came true. And in that moment I wake up, and then I keep on experiencing the same fear, and those same thoughts stay in my head, as if I literally lived through it. I couldn’t understand why exactly such a dark dream came to me, so I didn’t consider it as some kind of message from above. But in reality, the next day, when there were so many signs again about controlling people, I took note that the dream was also about this same thing. And why it was dark, there is also an explanation. I started thinking about what I did before, what kind of day I had, that when I went to sleep, such horror came to me in a dream. Why exactly did it come in that form? And I remembered that before sleep I was watching the film “Robinson Crusoe” with Pierce Brosnan — I decided to rewatch all films with him. And since I’ve been watching adventure films, I picked that one, where he ends up on a deserted island, and there they show England of some years, some centuries, and there they show that weapon, and he goes around with that weapon, shooting everywhere, and he teaches Friday to use it. And that’s why such an image, that weapon, appeared in my dream. It was directly from the film, that sawed-off, or gun, or shotgun. Well, not a shotgun, but essentially a rifle, probably. I fixed this for myself.

And then I began to recall my childhood, and I remembered that back then, when I had only just appeared as Alexandr Korol, I already used to have various abilities of this kind. Of course, not as terrifying as in the dream. But in the sense that I remember having an acquaintance — some kind of genius, I recall, he was even aspiring to a Nobel Prize, something like that, he wanted something of that sort. And we would constantly argue about this topic, precisely during that time when these things were manifesting in me. We pondered together whether, for example, when I thought about someone closing a window — was it that I sensed he was going to think of it and felt it,