INSOMNIO - #20 - 🔴 PÁNICO EN HOSPITALES🔴 INSOMNIO PARANORMAL

Episode Date: September 22, 2023

Esta noche, nos aventuramos a través de los fríos y oscuros pasillos de los más aterradores hospitales. Experimentamos el miedo en su estado más puro, el escalofriante abismo que yace detrás de las puertas de la medicina y la sanación, donde las sombras cobran vida y los susurros de los pacientes se entrelazan con los ecos del pasado...Tu corazón late con un ritmo inusual, y un escalofrío recorre tu columna vertebral. No te preocupes, es normal. Esta noche, te contare de estos seres inmortales llamados Brujas, seres que esperan un descuido de tu parte para arrebatarte lo más querido o simplemente para hacerte sentir terror y alimentarse de él... en una noche de INSOMNIO 💬 COMENTA: ¿Has experimentado alguna vez un encuentro con un horripilante espectro? ¡Comparte tu historia en los comentarios!⚠ ADVERTENCIA: NO SE RECOMIENDA PARA NIÑOS O PERSONAS IMPRESIONABLES ⚠Apaga las luces y ponte los audífonos...👁‍🗨 Si te gusta el terror, este canal es para ti. Dale like si quieres más contenido escalofriante y prepárate para no poder dormir esta noche... Nos vemos en tus pesadillas. 🕸️💀💀 Acompáñame al interior de la mente de asesinos seriales en CRIMINALMENTE 💀 / @criminalmente.paranormal 👹 El Podcast más importantes de temas paranormales y el fenómenos no-humano 👹: / @podcastparanormal Recuerda seguirnos en nuestras redes sociales:► TIKTOK: https://www.tiktok.com/@paranormalpod...► FACEBOOK: https://www.facebook.com/podcastparan...► INSTAGRAM: https://instagram.com/podcast_paranormal► TELEGRAM: https://t.me/podcastparanormalGRUPOS PARA COMPARTIR HISTORIAS, MEMES Y EVIDENCIASServidor oficial en Discord:► https://discord.gg/eRyqY3QJGrupo oficial de Facebook:► https://www.facebook.com/groups/54848...Grupo oficial de Telegram:► https://t.me/+vFdn13cseD0zZWUxTodos los enlaces para ver y escuchar el podcast:https://podcastparanormal.com► Envía tus evidencias a: [e-mail]► Consultas empresariales: [e-mail]#insomnio #paranormal #terror #hospital Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/insomnioparanormal/message

He waspired because of the Firmative of Medicament and Clorough. Abriot and he he was

he went to a stucing to a hospital. Front to him, a man with a

batte black, manchada of the blood. This individual sonriending he asked,

me remember, Confunded, the man in the camera responded, who is,

who you're, the what you're, the man of the batta said I I'm I'm a

I'm a good and also the husband of the woman embarrassed to the

that you to die to because to I'm I'm but

not you percupes no you I'm I'm I'll do you

do I'm I'm that you're in every night

of insomium Hello, Pepo. Permitem to share a incredible story respalded by the testimony of my and a video

impactant that valid to what's my my tio, who is a medical military,

he's a hospital that for reasons of not omit is a man, I'll

get to get to in the hospital when it when it's too time

as to back a time. In a night tranquil, he

came down a area of access exclusive for adults. The obscurity and the silence reinned in the place, confirming the absence of persons in the passios.

Dyes before, his companions had commented to have heard have heard of a little

hours of the night. The majority attribuia attribuia that's sound to echoes of

other pieces. That night in particular, my During his recorritory, the silence was abrumator. In fact, in a certain point, he began to hear weakly the yantle of a little bit.

With every pass that he'd ever, the yantle was more intense. A sensation of inquietude and surprise, creased in him, yeah that he knew that not was possible that a child. Movedo'nobled for the curiosity and the inquietude, decided to capture what was experimenting with his cellular.

What you're at point to be and listen in the video is a proof irrefutable of that presences atormentated can coexisting with us. Although the time has attenuaded the intensity of this situation, still there are medics and infermeras that reporten to hear yantos in the middle of the night. Some of them have been testigos

to the long of a figure of a man that deambula for the passios. This story continues continuing a motive of conversation between the personnel

of the hospital. Although we we're forced for encounter explanations rationales, the video and

the testimonies persisted as evidence that in occasions, the inexplicable, is a true of our

reality. Hello, Fepo. It's a good to talk to talk to hear

your stories. Here I'm I'm I was a long ago. I'm originally of Aguascalient, and I want to share

a experience that I've lived in a hospital private. I was submitted to a surgery. My hermina was the encargated to take the operation. After the surgery,

me led to my evitation where my husband me expected. Although I was somnolienta for the anesthesia, I had a conscience of my entombed I remember

that my hermana was made after assurred me that the surgery had been exitosa

in that moment sustaining my cellar I'm to informally to my state

after this I'm my cellular and I submerged in a sooion

in a morning. It was around the three of the madugada when

me I was upitamint, because of the frio that I was in the obscurity of the room, I could perceive

a silhouette feminine, just at the foot of my bed of my camera. Lentament. The silhoueta

was moved to my right and then it was a door of the room, the door

that was just in me. Extraniament, the door was opened in that I would have movement in the serradura.

With the light of the passillo illuminating the room, I could distinguish that the figure was of a

woman with a batte of hospital, very similar to the Mia. For an instant

I thought that was that was that was his movements were more a dislikation than a

a little was like was like was that was that was a As a measure that

he was his cabello and lacy was able visible in the penumbra. The

door was gradually a minute that she desvanice in the

pass the rapidly I my husband who was

who was I was I'm I'm he I'm what I

had occurred that to ask to to the

woman to to find the identity. At the

passio he toped with two people who they were that said that didn't

have been out of my house. Intrigated the the the men are

that days after a woman of a dark

had fallen in the house got that that same night

various medical and have affirmed to have seen to have seen a

same figure diambuland by the passillos of the hospital. It was clear for me that this woman had left a suntos pendent

that no could resolve in this life. My abuelo maintained a strong a friend from a man called Ruben,

since that were children. A Ruben was a passionabal the peska and in many occasions my abuel

was in his journeys at the water. A marty for the time, while

they'd they'd from his work. Ruben mentioned to my

abuel that plan he to go to go to the end of and

both they're they're on they're on the morning

my abel my old my his state so

he made for that my my abel he

he he strip par's apendice, and then was transferred to the cell of

recuperation. A past of the agotador of the experience, he was he was

when he was a time, I'm a look at his arm right. For his assomro,

was Ruben, his friend, who was he was there, my abelor

for having arruinated his plans of his peska because he

Ruben responded with a and he assured that the most important was that his best friend was good. At the day next, when my

abuela visited to my abel in the hospital, he compared the experience of the visit of Ruben. Sin however, the reaction of my abuela was

of surprise and disconcerted. He explained to my abelo with a profound that it was impossible that Ruben

he had been visited in the hospital because that Ruben had suffered an accident mortal the daynest for the night.

My abo my abel and partied this story with us, as a example of how a veradderer amisted

even the barrier of the murder. The story of his friend Ruben left a profound impression

in us recordand us that the lasos that the people can perduar more

than the Hello, Hello, my name is Gerardo, and I'm a grand fan of the podcast Paranormal. Permitem to share you an experience supernatural that I've lived some years, while I realized my service social as a farmer, in a little

people called Jimenez, in Coahuila. During that year, we parted the center of health with other six passants of the infirmary. The stories of Brugheria and phenomena and phenomena

in the people were made in something in a little initially rest I'm rest of these rumors

but I'm to know things that were to be things that were used to get over events

strange abes voling in circles every every time that was out of

the patio murmulls and yantos that were They seemed emerge from the nada. An inquietantant patron of the start at 3.33 of the morning, Sintiating me observed from the obscurity.

The situation was an point critical. When sombras commenced to move from the hospital in form inexplicable, las vellied us in the passages, in the consultorios, and in the bodegas also.

I intent I I continued and even confrontalas but always escaped from my alcance

a domino for the time while I was a friend a minute a

situation scalofy occurred my amiga went to the consultory

to to work in some documents and I I

submerged in my tasks after after the three

minutes while I was impingied the interior of the car and I heard of a voice

a voice a lot of resone in my eyes yeah we're we're

instantively and I met with a silueta diffusa what was her uniform

black the sun seagable my eyes I contested rapidly thinking

that my amigua was apuraed. Sure, damn five minutes. The figure was to the interior

of the hospital. After a rato, I went to look at and I said, what was for that you

went to to put up to her? She said, that no had had been in any

moment of the hospital. A scalofrio recorrio our backs.

The silence tense so and we decided to close the officeine and marchar us. Days more later, I'm

entered for a company that that strange presence was a frequently to the personnel of the hospital and that even recently

a companyer renunciable after having a house with this entity, the which was materialized in the

techo of the a podega, like if if it was held out of a cowered at his time. During the rest of the year, continued working in that center of health, learning to convivir with that

presence that, that menudo perceived. I developed a profound respect for the disconuced. Hello, Pepo. I appreciate that you take the time of

my story. You send a cordial I'm a good to salute. I'm a a new hospital during many years. During my turn nocturno, I came to the hospital and, and, with the infirmary signated that night, we're prepared for work.

Lamentably, that day, we had a patient masculine in a state terminal. They were around the two of the morning, when the family that accompanied the patient was informed that I'd say to to be to fum a cigar.

Regressed a 20 minutes after. But what occurred at continuation, me tremese after the day

of today. I was in the station of the infirmary when I heard the girl. No,

what is that? God, God! The other other and I we, we we were

to get to get a place, and we saw a sombra a one side of

the camera. I'm had been in a kind of a piece of tunica,

had gotrared the man of the patient we're we're paralyzed under the entity that person or what that was

disappeared in a second the most impactant is that she was that she left for us

and for the family of the patient the she got in panico and we we got

to maintain us we're we're we're we're we're we're

we we need to try to to rest a rath. One that the

lady finally she was the medical we're going what's the same

without without any explanation logic but the most inquietante still

was to be there. At the four 30 of the madugada a larido

was from the patient terminal it was a great

that not he could have been admitted that was

intubed intubed. This gritty eno the passio, resonated in every rinkon of the hospital.

All we went to the room, only to discover that the patient, you know, had no

had signos vital. Days after a through a doctor that was a time,

we knew, we knew that the patient had caused much a lot to other people

in the medical no he's not of that that obscure entity that we presente was, was an enviado of the Inferno,

with the mission to get the the soul of that the man. The experience he gave a profound impression in us on us, recording that there things more than our comprehension in this world.

Hello, I'm Gabriel Garcia Calderon. I'm as a infirmer in the Institute Matamoros in Tamalipas. Permitem to my experience. I work in the turn matutino in an hospital of three-pices.

During a period, there was a scarcity of personnel, what implicated to assume a cargo of work major. In my case, with another company, we're assigned the responsibility to attender to 16 patients, including a patient in isolation. Recurred to have me presented to the patients that morning, as of the custom.

Then, I came to cubicle of isolation where the precautions are rigorous. The patient

was a man that was a man that was connected to a suero and had a sound

to urinate. It was I was to be in order. More later, the jeffa

of the head of the question, that was a question, me asked, where is the patient

isolated? In tone ironic, I explained that the patient not could come and that no had no family

present. I accompanied my chef to the fourth, and for me astounded, the patient

had disappeared. At enter, I did the window that the window was

and just in that moment, I like a species of a be a be abe negr. Like a cowerb. Salia rapidly for the window.

But not took me importance to this detail. Immediately I began to look the patient in the areas certain. It's relevant to

mention that the suero and the zone to urinate were held to a one side of the camera. My jeepa suggested that

was a fugue of a patient leaving the mystery without the mystery without temporarily 30 minutes after this

incident a company a company of the area contiguous and he said that my patient

jacy in the soil confunded he asked to what patient about she

responded your patient of the isolated he he explained that the

patient had disappeared and not could be there even so

all we all we're we're we're all we've been we've been the patient tendied in the

soil even connected to the swero and a sondda to urinar which was impossible we did we

did we do it but lamentably had had fallen then then

we're we're we're we're we're the process When we we came

we're we're we're we're we're we're the same the last

the truth and his response us he was disconcerted the family simply

said that he was he had he said he asked how he he

he responded my abuel no was good the The perjury of his Pyrna,

no was for the diabetes. His own his own the entire

the intention to keep to get him. He was a gual and a while. And, has a

rato, he came to be to be impacted. That history even

still is in the hospital. Hello, Fepo. My name is Andrea.

Actual I'm actually, I'm actually live in the city of Mexico, and I want to share with you a story that was the story that waso'n't when I was born in a hospital of Monjas in the state of Morelos. During one night, my mother, agotada for the part, descansed in the room, a silence inquietante, endued the environment, interrupied onlyly by the agitated respirations of my mom. and the tenue resplandor of the luses of emergency.

De-pronto, from a rinkon of the room, a subtle rastro of humo began to ascend gently by the wall. My mother, surprised, me subjected strongly in his

arms, while his eyes were with inquietude the advance of the hume. The hilo of hume the tacho, and she slizzoously in direction to usotras,

as a presence aseching in the obscurity a scalofrio recurreau while an inexplicable fear was he paralyzed

he went he said a word but her voice was so could be able to

articularly the humo so so over us descending in spiral like a

torbegill my mother desperated luched for maintain his

mind in the oration. Between his labios, apenes able to articulate the

words the words that you Jesus, sanctified be to your name.

In an instant, the humo retroceded to a manner abrupt, like if

a force invisible it repellier. My mom, commotionated, me abas-

with the and he came to the house the and

the passillos desolated and silencios, according to my mother, seem to

occulting an obscure secret, while the echo of his passos

resone in the vacue. Finally, he went a an a woman,

and the eyes were a somro and disconcierto and the story

of my mother. The infirmer a two seconds, but finally

he he told a secret perturbado to that that

all occurred, had been occupied years after for a woman that

per die the life during the part from the right. Since that

his spirit was to be a hospital. The tethric

is that that that was that a emphysema pulmonar that

was that's complicate during the birth during the mother

had had had fumado even hours before to

do look you? No you? Now that that

entity is a present in form of humo to those mothers that reposan with his children in that oscura abetation My name is Alexia At the long

of my life I've been testigo of inquietant experiences paranormal But, however, what I'm about to share with you

is the only that has left a mark physical in my body I've been During my years, during my years

of preparatory, formed part of the team of paramedicos of the Cruz Roja. Also I've worked in different

hospitals of my community, presenciating different experiences paranormal. For what I intuio that,

I'm I'm a trygo. After to go back to a after a gotador

day, I'm my routine nocturn as always. Seneed, me ba'ne, and me I costed to dream. I've always had the mania of

my feet covered, even in the nights more calutuosas. But, in fact, that night, something was out of what common, succeeded. Around the midnight night, a force disconocidated threw violently by my

head gordo of the foot left. When I when I got reactionar, me was found my tat of the camera, with the feet, and part of my piernas suspended

out of her. The mantle that I used to cover my feet was made in a way strange, enroled around of

them. My did latia intensely, but it's a of a a pain insupportable. Curiously, in that moment, no experimented fear,

although I don't can't explain why. At the morning next, my head was terribly inched, and I had to look attention medical.

The doctor, to who knew I was a person, me asked to be that he had occurred, and so,

encounter the cause of the inchazone, although I parted what had occurred. No knew if me cregou or no.

And the result of that situation was diagnosed as a skins in the dead. The second, one way more, during the madrugada, occurred something espantoso.

My perro, that that day was in my feet, without motive apparent, he began to lader with a fury inusual to the door of my room.

I was downed of the costado, down the spalda at the entry. Observe of reoho

how my perro's tensed, planted in the corner, grunned to the

door, as a like, like, to represent a menace, a sensation of inquietude

me invading to presential his reaction. The attention when my per did you

his laddried and gruniedos to the side of the camera where I me encountered. She was more me,

like if something to my side was approximated. Movied for the necessity to discover what was that was

the person, decided to turn to the head. Then I was

a figure high and dark, and dark, and without rostro and raskos distinctives,

it was a sombra materialized, parada just to my side. Me I kept paralyzed. And then

I solte a gritty of terror. My mother came immediately. The perro no, I was never to lader, and

I could not be to cry and to get to. The sombra still there, but it was just

I could be her. The sombre stiro his arm, trying to touch me the head.

In that moment, my sent to her with a fury uncontrollable. Lamentably, she launched

to the air without and to get to make to get to a patita. Today I thank you

my perr to have me defended of that this entity malignant in a parpadeo

as as it came it's disvanice after after some

minutes I got calmar me and the ambient was disappeared, was the

fact that every night, without exception, at the 3 of the morning, I'm dispirto to hear the inquietant silence of the night,

and waiting that in any moment, the sombra appear again. Hello, Fepo. Thanks for

take your time to learn my relato. You've a cordial salute. I'm from Guadalajara.

My name is Catalina Ruiz. And I I want to share with you a story that traumatized for life. As approximately

five years I've complications respiratory grave. I'm a point in that one

night me result almost impossible to breathe with normality. My pulse

began to descend and my mother, aterrada, called a ambulance. When the

paramedicos They were diagnosed an inflammation pulmonar and considered vital my traslade a hospital to receive attention urgent.

So, how I came to a hospital private in my locality. It was a center medical with a

attention quite good. After that they were to be diagnosed they were tovary

to be to be to be my capacity respiratory. Me assigned to the

Abitational 316 where where I'd share space with a woman of advanced, that was in state of agonial, due to the estragues of the age. Comparting us three

nights in that abitation, and every night, in his moments of agitation, repeat I one and other once the name of Raquel. The infirmary encargated, me

told that Raquel was her daughter. Segul me said, he had left in the hospital, proportioning a targeta credit for the gastos necessary and then

they're not back to see her in the third and last night the patient suffered a

paro cardiac more of three doctors and two and two and came out of quickly to

try to react but those efforts resulted in van to

at the two 40 of the madugated don't teresita falle

The doctor gave an aviose to his superiors and returances that night in particular, my recuperation was in a 90% and the dispositions and tubos that were had been retired. But, I've been the rest of the madrugada sumamently intranquila,

because the impression that me caused the partida solitaire of Doa Terecita. To the day next, with more force, me permitted to get me and to be

back to be the room. And it was in that moment when occurred what I've experimented in

my life. At the one of the passillos, I chocked bruskame with a

personerer, that was a cubiard, with a mantah black to the head.

The impact was a and the the infirmer giro bruskament the camilla with the

intention to cause the minor the same the body, the person that transported

was to fall to the end up in an intent for help

I subject the riel and in that precise instant a man

a one a man and clearly I'm heard

a hummuy that said Raquel. My surprise was abrumator when the mantta came to the floor, reveled the

body without of Dona Teresita who was being transferred to the amphitheatro for his preparation. The the infirmerner

also saw saw the hand of the woman hadrava my muke. In that moment, me

desmalley and only recobre the conscience when I encountered newly in my camera.

This story me I'm enmeso Mied, but also of a profound of a true of

D'Nea Teresa. Raquel. This night we we've ventured to the frios and

the most aterrador hospitals. Juntos, we explore the scalofriant abism that laces

that's the doors, of the medicine and the sanation, where the sombras cover and

and the usurros of the patients are interlaced with the echoes of the past. We've been testigos of the resistance, the valor, and the experience that brotting in the middle of the adversity, demonstrating that even, in the moments most obscure, the light,

can find their way. I'm your friend FEPO, and I hope that never. Never have to live. an experience like this