Michael Bach

Just before my sister died, she and I went to Russia, just sightseeing mostly, looking a little into the family tree.

And we were sitting in Red Square one day, a thousand tourists all over the place.

And I spotted these people a ways off, sort of staring at us.

This family, four people, man, woman, two little kids.

A little boy was in a wheelchair.

And they were all staring at us really intensely.

I nudged Tabby and I said, what's up with these people?

But she didn't see them, even when I pointed right at them.

Over and over, I was like, right there, follow my finger, there.

It got creepy because she just could not see them, no matter what, and I got worried she was having a medical spell of some kind.

She was so weak then.

I dropped it, and when I looked up again, the people were gone.

Then a couple of months later, I was in a movie theater with a friend of mine.

And the lights came up, and I saw those same people over near the emergency exit, near the screen, off to the side of it.

I was just baffled.

They were in the same position.

I mean, their bodies were all situated the same exact way as back in Red Square.

You had the man and woman beside each other, and then the kids in front of them, and they weren't taking their eyes off me.

And I got so scared, I basically leapt out of my seat and pointed.

And my friend reached up to grab my arm, and I remember just in shrugging him off, I took my eyes off the people for a split second, and then they were gone.