FOOTSTEPS TO NOWHERE

FOOTSTEPS TO NOWHERE

This mysterious story happened a few days before Christmas Eve 1996 in the small, cozy village of Plumlov in the east of the Czech Republic, region Moravia. An older woman named Eve was watching television in the family house. She was alone, and the house was empty. When her movie ended, she came over to the window, enjoing the beauty of the falling snow.

Suddenly Eve caught sight of footsteps in the fresh snow leading up to the door. She thought it must be her husband getting back from his work. She listened attentively for the sound of opening door.

A long time passed, however, and Eve did not hear the sound of keys in the lock, nor the sound of the doorbell signaling that her husband was locked out. It was strange. She approached the door hesitantly and opened it. There was nobody in the doorway. Eve saw only the footsteps leading up to the house, ending right at the door. She observed that the footprints were those of a man shoes. A stark terror seized her at the thought that someone unknown had come to her house – exept that this person had neither entered nor left. Eve closed the door, returned to the window, and opened it. She strained her ears to hear any queer noise. If there had been a thief in the house, she would surely have jumped out the window. It was on the first flor, so there was no danger of hurting herself.

Ten minutes later, when nothing strange had happened, Eve saw her husband coming home. She called his name through the open window:

„John! Look at the footsteps! They lead up to our house!“

Of course, John didn´t see anytnihg strange in that. Eve explained to him excitedly what she had seen. Apparently it caught his attention. They decided to search the house together from top to bottom to see if someone unknown had entered unnoticed. They armed themselves with kitchen knives and started to search. After half an hour of ransacking, they found nothing.

Whose footsteps could they be? Why had no one entered? How had he gotten back? The footsteps led in one direction only – to their house, right to the doorsill. The great suspense led them to get dressed and go outside to follow the footsteps to their source. The trail led to a pond close to the field. The surface had frozen, so they followed the path on to the pond.

Suddenly Eve and John stood in great astonishment. The footsteps ended in the middle of the frozen pond! No other tracks around – footsteps from nowhere to nowhere. They thought perhaps a ‚ghost‘ had visited, but there had never been anyone who had died in their family house. The story of Eve and John has never been explained.

This strory released from czech Project Alfa

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(c) 2014 Karel Rasin; Czech exopolitics, www.exopolitika.cz