Relatos de la Noche - 4 historias realmente macabras de carreteras

Episode Date: February 10, 2025

Las carreteras tienen algo, ¿no lo creen? Algo que las vuelve distintas cuando el sol se esconde. Quizás sea el silencio, la soledad de kilómetros sin una sola luz, sin un alma viva, o tal vez… sea lo que ha quedado ahí, esperando.Los que pasan demasiado tiempo al volante lo saben bien. Los camioneros, los conductores de autobuses, los viajeros nocturnos. Todos tienen una historia que contar. Apariciones al borde del camino, figuras que piden aventón y desaparecen al dar la vuelta, voces en la radio que llaman por su nombre.Esta noche, esas historias son para ustedes.Compra mi libro aquí: https://www.amazon.com.mx/Relatos-noche-Uriel-Reyes/dp/6073836201/También está en la librería más cerca de ti o en tu preferida para comprar en línea.Síguenos en instagram: https://www.instagram.com/RDLNoficial/Comparte tu relato en: [e-mail] comercial: [e-mail] Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoicesSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

This story, is very shortita. Me, my T. My T. Miguel, he's a few years,

for there of the year 2000. In that he was a work, in a construction for the

that he had to take to take to make a carterterter every days. When

they were very atrasasas, he took to be to be very

time, the hours extra. The majority of the people

were near the work. He was of the people

to come to all the city. One of those nights he was still very late. More than to be used to

but they were very atrazated and they were to get the body to work. Passed at the 11th of the night

took the carterer to go to home, only, like always. He had a

one of a sound of a where he was to where he was, or where he'd a time,

a time, where a time, when it was when it was very time. It was a

person and the transport to the city. But those hours not was to see a

nobody. She was she had a man. A man manned to the light of the

lampra in the same room than he to the city. I was

with a little little little down on the little not they

were talking the hands. My Tio was deto

the The lady had recorded much to my abuelita, even he was a past he

was a not a poor poor sir, I'm so that he was

he said, he said, he was he was that he was that that was not going to

pass transport, that was that was that was that was the girl was there

was to be with a little with some examine him, my

my t' he said he could he could be to be And that was true, but it was so that she had to feel with more confidence. Finally she subed, and he said that no more I was even, there

a little. My tio sawed out that when she subed, the sir, he was alone. For a moment, he felt that he had alucinado, that he had confused by the cancancey and the obscurity, rumored the sir in the seat of the other side, and he asked, he had said something. No, my God. Responded the lady,

with a voice normal. Here I'm not in a little, and until this moment my Tio saw the appearance that's strange of the

she was a disquidated, different as how are the young, the young, she said, murmurar,

like if were talking with someone. The voice to be for the retrovisor, She was her

talking Sola. Incluso had to walk to quickly to put to get to

the carterterer but I'm to make to make that you that's

good that I know that not are not are not so you're so much

you come you only at these hours subrallable the word

to see the to see a she's she she one

never can't only she only she's she Even now,

and he's not sure to have heard of the kilometer more a minute, the lady she said that there

he was, that's my my tio had to do the car in the middle of the

but in a a way, he was to see a other another way to

know, but this in total obscurity, it's very dark to be very that's

that'ser the more? The signora the first the signora She was off the car to start to to come to the

dark in when she saw to be away to go away again, my tio he was another

another a new a new a new a new rose very clear and was

walking to new to the other a one a one

she never never can only good good nights

community well well and welcome welcome to the

night where this this is long, the that people are able to gore

when it's the night. Because the carreteras have something, not you don't you, something that

does give different when the sun is still the silence, the soled the soledade of a

one one one one of a life, or maybe be that has been

that has been there waiting those who pass too time the volent

the the carmioneros, the conductors, autobuses, the passengers nocturns. All have a story to tell. Apparitions on the border of the

road of the figures that are vets on the radio that are you call for your name. This night, those stories

are you going to live to you. My name is Uriel Reyes and I invite to not pervers

in the nibla that we're We'll see more Adelante. No, separate for favor,

because we're a point to enter in in relato. My father worked for more than 30 years

managing transport of the carga. He knew a great part of the carterteras of the

country, atravising states, climates, and the soled of the volant. Hevio

to all the carterter, things good, other, many, many, and some that simply

can't to explain to appearions extrana, encounters with no impossible. But if no there were

a dudas, the most macabro that he occurred, it was a night in that you

actually not even a one on a occasion in that he was a

man he was a nine years and always had a sonned with

his time during he did after the madrogated

to days after with stories of the time and that

people that he knew, of the people who did you when they came to the time,

and it presented to the opportunity to come to come it, in a

time, no, he said two times, it was a first trip in trailer,

and was very emusonon the trajectory was long and past the

the carterter, what he retasue considerably the for when they were close to

their destination it was a night. The carreterer was completely solitary, with a

only or another trailer passing to the way. In that tram, my brother was in the

seat of copilot, can't for the voyage, while my papa conducted in

silence, enfocated in the carterterer, enfocated in getting to get quite

until the little when the my papa sent to his movement,

without apart the view he asked if he was well but my brother no he

didn't he said just he was looking fissory on the retrovisor to the

last after the after a something he said something that my papa something

something did you did my papa thought that he was he

was so he was not he didn't This time with a tone more inquietante. Papa, there's a young woman.

He's come asomando. My papa fronceo the seigneur. He made a visor. No, he saw a little bit more than we're going to get him. He said, queried to calm him. My brother still looking in silence, a ferrised to his ascent. But minutes after, his voice,

his voice in a gritty there's he's a somando this time my papa

not he was he was he was he he was a little a

a smote a movement fugas something that was so he disappeared

so he really he was he really the real the light in the

carnet and you're the question my little my

My papa no responded. No, I didn't be a sustar no more, but a sensation extrana's installed in his pecho. If someone

really had had been subbed, no, you'd be able to be there, not in that trom so solitary.

Accelered. The kilometers passed and to the long, saw the light of a gasolinerer.

Decidio that there could be to be sure to make that's just to just to assure us to be

that nobody came out there when finally entered to the area of service and he commenced to reduce the velocity

that something the wind the wind sound was different a young of no more and 18 years he was

to receive those but his perro a caroliner was accustomed to have cars and carmions all the time reactioned

to a way that made that my pap is tremacy the animal commas lader, awed as if he was

being the same-diabler in that the carmion. The young of the gasolineer, at notar, he went to the man, and he made signs to my papa for that he got to be able. My papa, the contrary, freoned a little more

confused. What was the child, and he was over to the door of the trailer, and he sojointed with both hands, subbeding a little. Del,

let's stop, no, he's up, Yeah, He's up My papa Sinto a scalofrio to recorrier

to the spalda What? Who? No, hefe Picer to get

to get to get to The last The last But it's But he back and He was

My papa He was He said All right It's No, it He said What was

really he He said The Mirrors of My Terror Puro in his

eyes My Papa, he saw the accelerator, without doubt. He was fired of there. No, he did he was

he left over. He was in the light as well. When, when, he got to the base he was

without, and said, I'll talk about the thing with nobody. Only came to the

part to the carha, with a strange sensation in the pecho.

And then he he saw, senisa. Senisa in the part the backer of the cajera. Like if something that maddo

had subbed in him. The workers that had been in the mercantia notarer nothing. And if they were, they were not said a word. My papa

also didn't know. But that night was marked in the memory of my family. Not only because my brother had lived something aterrador in

his first time, but it was the last time that mentioned his sono of that trailer like

my papa. never never He never He never back to the sir to

thank for having got to here for to be making expectants

of the stories of this night that I am that I know

that's rar saying I'm but you know I know I'm

justerer as can't do a good story of fantasas and that we'll leave in comments,

pulgar up, a qualification of five stars, depending on where you know, but always us help us help us to

continue and to keep and take this stories a a week to and who know, a little

more, every more. For the time, to continue, the descanso has terminated,

the intermedio has yet to the end, and it's hour to continue.

I hope that you have taken alient. because, because, to start to

now, continue us. This happened to some years. When I went to my

mother, where I was there was a lot of back, since I'm from my

father, the actually, who he was, when that was, when that

we, we, we, we've, we've never got an intention

to to get back, never about the people and the people,

and the day was different, but this day, They thought that Don Arturo, a old friend whose had fallen and, without

no second, decided that he had been in his valourio. The call came to a week's to the night,

and for the four and a a half and we're going, she and I, to the road,

the the track not was a little, the the world that was

a woman, and the carreterteras not only were not only were and curbs and

longosts, but also also for the assaults that were in the trams more solitarious.

It was about the people who back were to the little of the arras to use to

get them barred and for that those who knew well, they were always

to do you and without without without the time. The

year was without that in a curve especially certainly a window,

I felt like the auto was able to stable. The volante began to haleighed to one

side of the other and I've got to reduce the velocity to deteners to be completely.

I'm here to revisit, seeing a pressure in the pecho that was even more more

more than was a point that a lot was a pointchated. The sun

began to occultars and in that carter was that was

barred sign a one one one thing. A danger.

But when I looked at my abuela, waiting a reaction, I saw that in the other than to say

or if looked at the hands and he started to rest. Me molest, I was there trying to

think in a solution, and she only resando. I was to revised the damage, to,

to some way, to change the yentta, without the maldito gato-hydraulic that

not yet, and it was when I heard the sound of a motor aserckeating very very lently

it. It was a sound summating but clear. Me incorporated.

I went to the carterterer just at time to see a carionette enormous

asomandos for the curve. It was in the road. The way I could

see how people went to the windows were completely polarised

who were they were they were, and they were in so much to move on the

carreterer only observing us they were there my my abuel I still resating

I know I know the heart with much and I even I was not thought it

I was sure that in any moment they were they were they were in the form in that they were in

I've been parted in the curve, without precaution. Me said that

no significable nothing. Then without no. Disapparious for where

they've been in I kept paralyzed. I'm my bora looking

some explanation, some reaction, but she still resating and

she'd the back. I didn't say nothing. I just

just I just wanted to pass a car a patrol, who

were that could to help us. But the carreter was a clear. The sun

was still was always more evident. Abolita, if something will be you'll be you know

to the arbustos. He said in voice a little almost feeling me ridicula for

saying she. She no responded. Urburo something that I don't

think I continued resando. Then another auto appeared for the

curva. It was a little, completely opposed to the camionette, and I'd say, a few minutes. He was just behind of us. And, after us two seconds, a man very high, he washington of the conductor. Caminoed to us with calm.

Necessitan help? He asked with you, tranquil. Ascenty, but, without sure, as he was to be sure if he'd bea confier in him. But, when opened a cajula of his auto

and he set up a liby inmediate, it was a yanter. No see how they'd in your

country, but was someone that was a a valkanisator, a person to get to

to get to neumaticos just the person that we needed more in that moment he said

he was he rodeo with the the yanta and began to work with a I was very strange in the situation. I just could

believe it. But when I saw my my abuela, I saw it observe with attention, with the same type of mirada that someone has when I see a that he knows. Then, as if I had seen his his mind, the man saw the sight and she looked at her too much. He was

to smile before to smile with incredulity. No, it's her? He said, you're the mom my abuela assentio he's he's

he's been his life he said he had been a man ago he was a little

he in a town of a friend with a friend but I know I

think it was that I never just for that I'm this hour.

She she she no she no said she no she

she's she did you did you did get to immediate. He

managed to us until we we're going to we're doing to get us on the carreterer.

When for the final we saw the image of St. Christoval that had in the

hand to the time, the santo of the people, the santo of those that are

the the world. Since that day I've got with me an image of San

Christoal when I mango and a oration of my abuela. Because, even if this

not a story paranormal, for the majority of people that we're that I'm

that I'm that's we're in that time. Hello, O'O'Rio, thanks for doing what

you do voice at many of our stories. If there something about it, I don't know

but here this experience, for that you're who are the last the ultimate

this soced you exactly two years and a when my brother and I we had

for a carreterer. He manned and I was a copilot in that moment I don't have been

on the license so I'm only did his first long as our parents just for that you

were to do that for to make to come with my presence and we

more. We're to go to the capital of the only was a time

that's something but that not I'm important but I didn't

without no contrap and the regress seemed it was we were talking and we're listening

of the carretera of the sun calio of the afternoon then we get to

a pendent not particularly pronounced but it sufficient for that the motor had to

make a more more to be nothing of the common until

the car commenced to start to first first was the

music that was the the then. Then the motor, that's awoke without a prior to the

offer, and it was a second to other, the auto was apagued for complete. Intentable to sender them but nothing

responded, and the poor was that the pendent had to be to beckon my brother,

but the car on the car on was detenia. Only with the front of the

man, but the vehicle still slisandos in reversea. It was like if the the carretera us

were to be a way to be the direction to be able to get to the direction

to get to a repent of the land, where at we can't get to get to

the whole. No, we had chocked. No, we had been out of the whole,

and over all, no, no, no, no, other circumstances,

that you could have been made in an accident very grave. We're

we just mirrored, still with the stust on on the suss to on the feeling a married, with much the time

so I'm a little a little bit of restyrae while my little bit of a bottle of

and it was in that when we noticed, when it when it was to explain to

what we did explain what we did you know not it not yet but something

was growing a little a little a sensation that was a feeling that was

a an angustia that was aplastable the spalda the two we're not even something

not only the fear of the accident to have been without without the nervousism to get us

on the carterter was another other other thing and then a few we

saw us we've something we're we're we're we're what we're

we're we're that's provoking that something a two

or 12 meters of car, and the orilla of the terrain,

there was a mountainical of the area that was that I'm not a

place of the way, not it was a mountain natural. It was

removed a little, and covered torpently with a

cap of a little and my one did

do and without and said I've done apart some

some the cojas no he's no he's down

of the ocarasca asomand so on under the earth a man

palid very very delgada immobile no no no

no no he he rode to immediately and he

I just I just didn't think he he

he he's he he he he he left

a side of the carretera. Then we we all the car. He turned the and the motor and ended up no problem, like if never had failed. Like if nothing of the anterior would have occurred. We had left without to gettening until to get it to the city, still even when we found out of the

place to our stationar-no, my brother sent his telephone and called the policeia. He gave the location exacted of where we had been, so detailed as well, including the detail of the Triangle of Emergency. No, no, it's important to

ask us to ask us to find out of to ask us just we're sure we're that someone. A long of the time,

many people have said that what was a simple coincidence, that just we just we there was there

because that's the bad of the car and nothing but I don't know I think.

That auto never before had failed and never to fail after after

what happened us was exactly to us obliged to to have to be to know that someone

was there and even I don't know if what was over of the destiny or of

something that I'm sure that's person not is that that and from

that's that I'm that we're we're we're we're I'm so for

her so I'm all the nights all the nights.