A face on glass

This happened in the 90s to some friends of our family. Those were tough times, with all sorts of "showdowns," "gang wars," and all that jazz. The head of the family I want to tell you about was working as a factory director in Kazan at the time. Apparently (since the details weren't made public), this man was being persecuted for something by what they called "the gangsters" back then. Basically, they imposed some kind of condition on him that threatened his life and that of his family. I don't know how it all would have ended, but this man decided to take a desperate step. And one evening, when he and his whole family were home, he got dressed, said he was going to the garage for a bit, then went out onto the landing and shot himself there.

I won't go into the tragedy or the shock everyone felt, as he was a very famous figure, respected by many. And then the day of the funeral arrived, as is customary, on the third day. They said goodbye to him and took him away to the cemetery for burial. When it was all over, in the evening, the entire family and several relatives who had come from far away and were staying with them for a few days sat down to drink tea. Someone went into the kitchen for some reason and began wailing, "Oh, my God, oh, my God, everyone come here!" Naturally, at that very moment, everyone sitting at the table in the living room ran to the kitchen to find out what had happened.

When they arrived, everyone froze in fear. A pattern had been drawn in frost on the windowpane. It seemed like there was nothing special about it. But the fact that this pattern was in the shape of the deceased's face remained a mystery to everyone. This, frankly speaking, "unusual portrait" remained on the glass for 40 days, and after the fortieth day, it disappeared—melted away and never reappeared.

 The family, of course, initially wanted to erase it, but then they thought about it and became afraid: what if the deceased would take revenge on them for this? Maybe he simply wanted to be with his loved ones a little longer—after all, as they say, the soul still walks the earth for forty days. Journalists even came, took photographs, and someone else was there, all trying to find some kind of catch, that it couldn't possibly be real. But, finding no logical explanation for this phenomenon, they left empty-handed. So anything can happen in life, and sometimes even things you can't believe.