By S.Panasenko

The people featuring in the following story will remain anonymous: to disclose their names means to expose them to fatal danger, because they use their clairvoyance for detection of criminals.

There are three of them, two women and a man. They get together for weekly sessions in an old mansion in the centre of Moscow. An atmosphere of secrecy surrounds it, and you need a special pass to be admitted.

The telepathists sit around a table on which some object belonging to the victim or suspect is laid out. A detective who works closely with the group gives concise information on the case, and the session starts. Interrupting each other, making corrections and putting queries, the three piece together the missing information by telepathy.

An interesting detail: they drink tea or hot water all the time in small gulps, saying that it helps them to tune into their perceptions.

They do not have the slightest idea how they get their information-and no wonder. Try and get a poet to explain how he gets his imagery and rhymes.

Here are just four of their cases.

In 1987, the criminal police of Yalta, a Black Sea resort, were at a loss investigating a death. It could have been either murder or an accident, judging by the contradictory evidence. The clairvoyants were the detectives' last resort-and it worked! As they contemplated the victim's skull, the three said that the man had positively died in a bicycle accident on the quay. They precisely established his age, described his appearance and cited facts from his biography. Everything coincided with information already gathered during the investigation.

A year later, they were summoned by Moscow criminal police tracing a notorious forger of official papers. All they had were several excellently made passports and identity cards. Yet that proved to be enough to spot the settlement near Moscow where the criminal lived, describe his looks and name his friends. the man was arrested in no time.

Also in 1988, the police wondered about a man with a lengthy criminal record. A mere look at his snapshot sufficed to reveal where he was living (a North Caucasian town) and describe his dubious activities. A dangerous crime was thwarted as a result.

This year a baffling murder was being investigated. A slip of paper with some words scribbled was the only material evidence. It turned out to be torn from a letter written by the murderer, which helped on the group to establish his identity and indicate the flat where he lived.

The three voluntary detectives, a pensioner, a scholar and a teacher, can enjoy themselves and have renown. Yet they live in dark anonymity, all the time in extrasensory touch with the underworld. They have to remain in obscurity, so great is the danger. For instance, Dorothy Elison, an American housewife who investigated thirteen murders and found fifty missing children, never travelled without an FBI escort. A Dutch clairovyant who announced that he was starting on the Aldo Moro case was soon found dead.

The gift of telepathist detectives knows no bounds. The Soviet clairvoyants once accurately discribed the situation and whereabouts of a man who was reported missing in Paris.

They are also always willing to help in simple matters. One of the two women once received a phone call from a flustered girlfriend who had not the slightest idea where she had absentmindedly put her fortnight's wages. The answer was prompt and correct. The only man in the group easily found the fault in the sound equipment of the well-loved pop singer Jaak Joala.

All three came to see and develop their gifts in different ways. All are teetotalling non-smokers and very athletic. Though they had to give up competitions, they are still active in sports to keep fit.

Lies and pretence are taboo with clairvoyants, as is fortune telling. To foretell their own future is the most difficult task for them.

It takes a Simple Simon to hope that telepathy will ever replace investigation services; extrasensory insights are never regarded as proof or evidence. They merely put the police on the track. Is that making too little use of a precious resource? If it were, the three would not secretly come together every week for their hard and exhausting, but noble, work.

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Last update: 22 July 1998