Adam. He allegedly sailed from the port of Eilat on a ship sailing to Africa.
And suddenly he disappeared …
We and Ariel, his friend, were very upset about this.
We called him many times on Whatsapp.
A rough male voice answered.
“Good afternoon! Please, call Adam!”, we asked.
“Snip-snip”, spoke a voice in the phone and from there came sounds as if a knife was sharpening. “Snip-snip”
“Where is Adam? Please, call him”, we asked again, and in response we heard that the knife began to sharpen even more intensively than before. “Snip-snip”, “Snip-snip”
We were very worried about him, but one day there was a call from an unknown number from the Republic of Chad in Central Africa. And we shuddered with joy when we heard Adam’s voice filled with adrenaline on the phone.
“Hello! Guys, don’t worry, I’m fine, I’m alive and well, I’m in the desert, it’s very beautiful here, I ride across the Sahara in a car with Bedouins.
I boarded a ship sailing to Kenya, to Mombasa in the port of Eilat. I was in a hurry to leave and did not inquire about it. But I should have!
As we sailed away, I was surprised to find that all the sailors on the ship were very large, just huge men from Africa, ranging from 7 to 8 feet tall and weighing over 400 pounds.
The ship was extremely hot, stuffy, and there were absolutely no normal conditions. But these amazing Africans did not even sweat in the sun and each of them drank 40 cans of beer at a time and ate some incredible amount of food, namely cans of stew. They just amazed me, I have never seen such huge people before!
And I got scared when I accidentally saw that they were carrying contraband goods, and a lot of other strange things happened on the ship.
In addition, these giants began to show too much interest in me and I realized that this trip might not end well. And I decided to run.
One day, when the ship was cruising not far from the coast, with the approach of darkness, I made an attempt to bribe the sentry.
He, on reflection, agreed, but asked for a considerable amount in order not to notice my departure – 500 thousand Kenyan shillings.
I wrote him a check and he let me go. And, relying on the will of God and the skill of the freediver, I jumped from the ship into the sea. I swam for a long, very long time, but the sea helped me, I felt its support and I managed to safely swim to the coast, which I could not see in the dark, but it was something like a desert.
I was afraid of poisonous snakes and predatory animals that go hunting in the desert at night and therefore decided to wait for the morning, standing near the water’s edge.
And when the sun rose, I saw an incredibly majestic and endless desert. I realized that it was Sahara. I had no idea where to go and went where my eyes were looking.
I was barefoot, and as the sun approached its zenith, the sand became hotter and more and more burned my feet. So I walked about 25 miles.
In fact, I could have walked a hundred miles and not met anyone, but a real miracle happened, I met Bedouins who decided to take a car ride in the desert.
And they gave me water to drink, gave me clean clothes and I became a participant in their trip, though I don’t know where we are now …
Adam’s voice trembled with indescribable sensations …
And many more people and many more stories …
We just found ourselves in a whirlpool of events taking place with our friends and acquaintances, experiencing them together with them, trying to help them at least with something. And in these conversations day after day, day after day passed, and we did not even think about our own situation and how we ourselves will continue to live.
We wanted to leave the huge and crowded Istanbul, to Antalya, Dalaman or just out of city to calmly think over and analyze the situation, but we were constantly waiting for the arrival of one or another of our friends …
True, we understood that something was wrong here, all these stories were very strange, but until some time we believed them.
Since almost each of them gave in his story such details that no one except us and him and maybe a few more people could have known and because there was no thought in our head that the voice of a familiar person can be spoken not by a human or a robot … Who then? And how?
For a long time we did not realize that we were not talking with these people and not even with people in general, although the timbre and intonation of the voice that we heard from the phone were exactly the same as those of our friends.
But at some point the events they described seemed too incredible to us and we realized that all these conversations were not with real people.
And even now, almost eleven months have passed since our departure, but we have not been able to contact any real person from Eilat.
And the only thing that we understood is that none of them left anywhere and we did not speak to any of them after leaving.