During a patrol, I noticed a white coffin in the middle of the road: I called for backup, slowly opened the coffin, and saw this inside… 😱😱 During my … See more

During a patrol, I noticed a white coffin in the middle of the road: I called for backup, slowly opened the coffin, and saw this inside… 😱😱

During my morning patrol on the highway, I noticed something strange. The empty, straight road stretched for many kilometers, and suddenly — right in the middle of the asphalt, in the far-right lane, stood a white coffin.

At first, I thought it was someone’s cruel joke. Dozens of questions ran through my mind: who could have left it here, where did it come from, and what was inside?

At first, it even looked like a large plastic container. But the closer I got, the clearer its contours became. It was a coffin. White, lacquered, with metal handles.

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