"Resurrection from the Dead".

An Unexpected Encounter

My acquaintance with Irina was not deep - we had only been communicating for half a year, mostly at noisy parties and discos. It would be an exaggeration to call us best friends, but we were certainly good acquaintances.

A Shadowy Corner and Tears

One evening, as I was strolling through the streets of my neighborhood, I came across a girl crying. She was sitting in the shadow of a tree near a café, crying so bitterly that I couldn't just walk past. As I approached, I recognized her as Irina. It turned out that the reason for her tears was another argument with her boyfriend, and they might have broken up. I tried to comfort her with general phrases that it was not the end of the world, but a mischievous spark flickered in her eyes when she suggested I help her.

A Mysterious Plan

Irina's plan was naïve, but she believed in it wholeheartedly. Her idea was to approach her boyfriend, start a conversation on a casual topic, and subtly find out his feelings and plans regarding Irina. I doubted the success of this idea, but I supported her.

A Night at the Café

We entered the café where Irina's boyfriend was sitting with his friends. Our table was opposite theirs, and the atmosphere in the café was cozy, with the song "Ataman" by the band "Ruki Vverh" playing. We ordered wine and went to dance. Soon, one of the guys invited us to their table, and we started to get acquainted.

Dance and Conversations

The evening continued with slow dances and conversations. I danced with Irina's boyfriend, and he confessed that they had not really argued, it was all a misunderstanding. Back in the ladies' room, I shared this with Irina, and she seemed to be happy.

A Tragic Morning

The next morning, I learned from my friend Katya about the tragedy: Irina had died, having poisoned herself with pills after her boyfriend ultimately left her that night.

Confronting the Past

Nine days after the tragedy, unexpectedly one evening on my way home, I saw a figure standing on top of a hill. It was Irina. It seemed impossible, but there she was, real and alive, just like me.

We stood silently, looking at each other. Irina was the first to break the silence:

"Forgot your keys?" she asked mockingly.

I was so shocked that I couldn't speak. She held out my bunch of garage keys.

"Here, take the keys," she said.

I stood motionless, unable to move. Irina's expression suddenly changed, she cursed angrily, spat right in front of me, and said:

"You're afraid of me, aren't you?"

I gathered my courage and quietly said:

"No, why would you think that?"

Irrespective of the rejection, this experience left me with many unanswered questions and deep reflections on the nature of life, death, and the mysteries that lie between.

Reflections After the Encounter

The recent encounter with Irina left me in a state of confusion. The night was restless; I tossed and turned, trying to comprehend what had happened. Was it merely my imagination, an illusion brought on by fatigue and stress, or something more? My thoughts circled around the event like moths around a light.

In Search of Answers

The next day, I dedicated time to seeking answers. I decided to speak with Irina's friends to find out how they were coping with her loss and whether they had noticed anything unusual. Everyone I spoke with was just as shocked and puzzled by the incident as I was. However, no one reported similar visions or strange sensations.

Memories and Dreams

That night, I fell asleep thinking of Irina. In my dream, she appeared before me again, but this time in a more peaceful light. We talked about the old days, the fun moments we had shared. This dream brought me some solace and peace.

Conclusion

In the following days, I tried to find an explanation for what had happened, turning to various sources, from scientific articles to folk stories. But no explanation seemed complete. I was left to accept that some things in our world remain a mystery, unfathomable and mystical. Sometimes the most unexpected and incomprehensible events make us ponder the depth of human connections and how fine the line between reality and unreality can be.