Relatos de la Noche - 7 Historias Macabras que NO debes escuchar a solas

Episode Date: August 25, 2025

En este episodio de Relatos de la Noche reunimos siete testimonios que tienen algo en común: son tan inquietantes que muchos preferirían no escucharlos. Relatos que comienzan en situaciones cotidianas —una caminata, una llamada, una noche de trabajo— y terminan convirtiéndose en encuentros imposibles de explicar. Historias que no solo buscan asustar, sino que nos recuerdan lo cerca que siempre puede estar lo extraño, lo siniestro y lo macabro. Siete relatos que no deberías escuchar a solas, ni en la oscuridad… porque una vez que los conozcas, será difícil dejar de pensar en ellos. — 📖 Ya puedes conseguir nuestro libro en librerías físicas y digitales. Búscalo en tu tienda favorita o sigue el enlace: https://www.amazon.com.mx/Relatos-noche-Uriel-Reyes/dp/6073836201/ 🎧 Disponible también en audiolibro. 🖤 Gracias por ser parte de esta comunidad.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

My Vecino said to get her that in my usencia caminable for the

department assaulting the feet. I said that I'd be a error, that I

lived a but insisted in that no. Me said they had been many

times asumand over the ventana to my invitation to the house

to the good good news, and thanks for to you get to

you to you with the next selection of stories with

seven relato that are so, so fertes that we're going to ask that if you're an opportunity, not those escutemen, and it's also one of those episodes that better evit them know that there are

many listening relato and some editions, like this, can be too much for them, and for people sensible or that can get to the suggestion. We'd like to say that you're going to be

the next protagonists of the of the night, but it's a fact that not all could support to be it. So, much, much good, with any sound extrane this night,

with any any indication that something that's a light and let you get to get to because you

are listening the night the community. I'm I've already have shared various stories with you,

although the I've not been no has when I've seen I'm going to see nine years, more than the program. In this time I asked permission to go to

a house of Martin, a friend of the school. No, I was my my best friends but I was to go to his house, and is that I had a collection enormous of mukees of Dragon Bowl, of those who were in the tangoes and also of the originals,

some who they had been brought to Japan. And even not were mine, I'd like to have to be able to repis and pass hours

and going to them. I remember very that my mom was to make me to that time. When we

came to look very serious and me adverted to something that I'm I'm sure I'm perfectly.

It's good that you keep here, but not they're going to get to the park. Ketat

in the house. Me You understandiste? Front at the case of Martin, there was a park enormous. He had arboles very alt, various caminos of concrete with faroles and a pair of canches. But in the night, it was to be able to other thing. The middle was curas, like if it was to drag her the poca-lust-lust that was.

And it was still even more grand than what really was. That night we'd have a ruck with the muckus, until the abelita of Martin, that was the care was that because his papas not lived there, he, he went to doormer to get a little bit. Apenes we heard the

door of the door to start and he said we were we're another little of the school. He had

a PlayStation 2 and a lot of games that I never had had been nervouser, but the

fact is that me got the emotion. We're we're not of the music, we're

we're doing the barred of the park, we're we're right part more oscura,

aleated to the camions alumbed for the people of the heart, laughing at the

heart thinking to my mom had said, but at the same emotioned because I

was doing something was a that was a travesura and I had many of them

crossed the park we're to the house to the house of there

and then we're we we're we're we're we're we're taking

we're we're presumed much because he had come up with his own own own. Between risas and and the controls, the time soon was flying. Of course, Herrera

us said that it was very late, that his papa was going to get back and that if we were to raganaar, when we came, when we saw what we had to

crosser in the dark, the park we just seemed a gigantesco. It was in a silence total, salo, but the noise of the grilles.

No, There was nobody, or at least that we all the middle of the park we saw that in the middle of the road illuminated, there was a man. It was alt-exaggerately high, very delgado, and a vesti-do-butting with a dragge in a black that he had to be still more large to the and the arms. He had the head up as if he was looking at the sky, completely immobile, as if if I was he was observing

something invisible there above. His Rostro was totally black, lino,

without factions that's could be able distinguish. It was that he had covered with vendas.

The hands were as good asheras alergated but cubirtas with vendas

we kept congelated Martin that was the valient in the

that cross that the night as was he was

quite of confused than I I remember that even murmured something like, What diabolos is that?

And no he moved. I just could I just could be to carry, but I feltia that if I was that I was

going to do that we'd we're not to crosser to him. We found a tram of the circle

where the people were to get to get without to bring her. And it was for

where we tried to escape. Martin passed first and he was fired running. I attempted to see it,

but just in the moment in that was going to over the circle, I feltia something, like if a

man no me had subjected to the hand, it was not it was sufficient

to make to make me that someone was trying to get me. But I didn't have nobody,

nothing. The way was a way. Although for inside, that that was there was a little, that was there that was nearer.

We came to the house with the respiration intercortada. Serramos the door and we're awesomandons for the ventana to the park. Every time that we'd a sombra that was moved between the arboles,

we'd say it was it. That was all right to get to be there to look us. We were so we're justed that we're to start to the ballita to confessal to

but we're wantamous. we just conciliated the dream that night the strange of all this is that years after you

was a oldacente I saw first a image of Slenderman in internet what the

most me impact was what much that was what we did it but of some

what we did a creepy past existed or the community I want to tell you

something I'm past you years when I had 17 was my first

as a new restaurant. The truth is that I don't have any of experience, but me gave an opportunity because my Tio had worked out of many years, and still they were with

with a carino, although for this then I don't live in the city. The first days were emocionates, to learn to get to charolas,

to tend to messes, to get good with the clients, to move me rapidly into the passios without chocked with anybody,

but also were cornadas and they're always always I always out of time, with the color of food impregnated in the rope and the feet adoried of tantas hours of feet.

That night, it was still as much movement, many clients, until that for fined we're we're trying. The companyer that normally me'd have a venton, was to be decansing,

so I took to start only. Offer, yeah no left nobody. The boulevard that had to the parada of my transport was almost and a little one or other coche passing

of a bit of a few times in when I just began to come in a little bit more. Like if someone had had paid help. I looked at me around but no had nobody.

No, I was there was a matter of the matorales that creased in the terrain baltio at the other but curate that I had heard that

had heard a voice, even I was that I'd keep coming with the nerves of the point. The silence

of the the street was more aterrador than the normal, as if all the

The noise that had been from the far away so had been to have been to be a car to beatone and I

started to get to get to the new it was a new. It was a

long, or of someone suffering and I had to be down of the

point to be to be at the middle of the stairs me

and I what I say is very very thatardardor is horrible is

spantoso and I don't I want that I hear that

sensible, but this is what I'm sure of that I Abajo. The whole of the head in the asphalt, like if

someone had left to be and the most attrador was that was trying to I'd say that the feeling that the penitomeseed

like the fear not me to make to move but that was just durow just a few seconds, because insegid I went

and I'm going to I'm in my life never in the caravan in the caravan I'm

the carrie of two kilometers that I kept to the house I'm with the

carrie to get to not back no one one a single back I'm

in the hot temleando and that night I'm I'm

never I'm after that I after the restaurant prefer I

prefer to pay a half of what he had goneate. All with all to not

pass only for that boulevard again. At a little time I did the

work, but what I mean never was monfitts. Ayes after my

my aunt when my man, he also had also had also worked

that he had asked, for some of those old and

he asked and he he said he he

was serious. He He said that the only bad that had lived in his time there had been what he passed to the brother of one of the chasches of the restaurant. One afternoon, after to leave him on the motor, the manor the manor's strews of the place. A known-in-posed of a post that was upon the point, he had immediately to bea

and the poor brother, he was expected to look to, to see what had happened. When he was he found with the scene more horrible of his life. His brother had been a-cli-de-cath, espantoso for all. Me, he said, My Tio, never we supered all the

I know to answer to I felt a real in the stomago, because I had seen that what I had seen that

that was real, that not my imagination, that not had been a a dream. It was a

a phantasm a, an ultimate grito atrapado in that and this And, even though I don't live close, I see that I never ever ever to ever to pass by there,

Caminandos of the Noche. Hello, Community of Relatos. I want to tell you what I was when I came to live in the capital about some years. I came to province with all those customs that one has to come to house. And although not I'm very credent, or no it was, my mother me asked that when I installed in the department,

put some velasers to clean the place, one that she she made me made. Me said that so he was going to

get any the people that have been before I'm

not I'm not I'm and I think in the house

there was a big a mark gastated I

sure there there decades like the the the

other the people that you didn't the front of the

front of the hand there was there I'm I was no fear that were to expletorough or that

they'd be able to work, but I'd have encirited all the night because I'd do with my mom. At the day second, I regressed the job of a lot of cancerance. I just went and I revised the velasers. They were well.

Then I quit the rope of the work of the job, and when I was back to see a little bit for the space, I noticed something I'm not yet were used, almost consumed,

almost for complete. And that no has because from the night earlier and with all that day

they had even passed the minute. It was impossible that in the minute since I

had consumed that were consumed in the but I kept thinking so much

I decided to give me a recamara the recamara I'm the door and I the ragadera

The vapor It was to And then It was called Like if someone Stubier Cantaned Despacio

Venia I was in The room I was in Morrowing with the water Trying to

To listen better No There was No There were Avecerno Charreau

Humano The Lus The door The Court was upgated only had been on the

bellators and then it was to be to make the way of the way to

try to try to try that I'm the light and in when I

did the that did it and it was in silence mirroing the

little light that was that was that was that was

cutable how it and it The prongue, a sombre nitida, it was just front of the door of the room.

The silhouetta of two feet immobile. Rereo, voled to sonar. Very close. Like if that person had been a scarce centimeters of the

door. Then I heard how the passes were awayhap. How that was out of my house. I kept

a quiet much a rato until that for the value to open the door to open the

no way I'm in the recamara complete, I'm at the last the only that I

found were the belles I'm my telephone still even time to make a friend and

I'm my mom and I tell you what I had passed. The

first that was where I put on the well as when he said

that I said that he was called a second and then he

was alarmed. Me explica that never should never did call her that was

that was to be and to let her and let's enter something. During

various we did we're the department and she's from the house

for who were to be there that would that the thing was that

the same the next were the I don't hear nothing

I'm never A A new we called a day that we found

we're in the entrance of the very very serious. He said he had to talk to

because they were not want to the noise that all the times that were

that they were on the other to my room. I was I was

I'm quite confused I'm I'm that I'm always I'm that's

he's he's he said but if we're in the window we're

we're you but is the woman, the the cabello long and swelto,

the of the front of the front of your window to see to the house,

we're we're we're in that I did it not be my department, that no

there was there there, the man, he was the man, he's

just over the he's that he and he and he was he had

been with many times, the form that was that

was nervous. I was just I don't have heard. I don't have seen

but there's there. What came from the space still

manifest and when I when I made my other I'm mude

and I'm mude and I'm a newmoods and again. I'm still on the world. He was trapped in that department. Thank you for Thank you, community, for being of those pocus

that get to this point and that, almost in a manner instinctive, they're looking these stories that the majority preferrere never to hear. After here, what we've heard

have been has been a lot, and what comes can be more. Histories that not terminate when you're going to start going

when you're going, stories that not be They're atcabond when you This episode And if Alcone If you've ever

Has vivid to something In a place In a place Where you've worked you That's ever To terraced

For favor Quintamus You can You can't You know My Rackjimil We're going to learn with

much attention And maybe it maybe it can't in part of the next

recopilation For now continue This night still still still

more stories of horror, stories of encounters, of the paranormal. It's listos? Let's do you know, at the 11, but we said that we were to work until to manseer if it was necessary. And all the class was still the class was working where they'd opportunity. In when we came to your house, I asked a permission to go to the

baio. Me said that was about the front of the left. Camine for the passillo me did obscure and, at the door, I felt that me they were from the door. I wasusted a little, but before, before the door,

to see it in the spejo to lave-a-man to a woman. She was Parade there Like if If she had been Being in the

Spego with the light Apagated I'm I'm I'm was just

I'm sorry I'm I'm sorry I'm I'm I'm I'm I'm

I'm I'm I'm I'm long pesed that he's

down and in that moment my company from from

I asked I'm I'm I'm I'm to her pastio

still very apennate and When I came to her side, I was I shusurred.

A one of the door. I did know that he's your mom?

She's your she's she's she's she's she is sure? You're

seen? Is that she sure? He said that's that she had a one of

a man before a front of a room with the light

abackated that me had been put the door. And then,

without more, my companion me gritted to gorier. I went to the house confunded, with the heart letting me very very strong, and I was waiting while she

was with my mochila all the prisa. I don't know what was going. I just ran after we got to a house nearer where she started

desperately. After some moments, there was a sir in batta, surprised to be our there.

It was the rented the house to my companyer, who had even had even

was to say to say it. Yeah, my my friend she was in the

bano, he was the woman, she got serious and then she

was she was a very more more more than more

more more than he was a just he was permission to go to rest a rata to calm her. And we

we went to there direct to house of an friend of the salon to continue working in other part. For forget-nors to that, and to try to try to terminate the work that we had to

do. It was more time when we were more tranquillas. My companion me told all. He said that

from the first when he went to rent to get to the place, he hadvirtier that a a few times,

a woman, a entity a very much a old woman

that was that's the new new she never she never after

she was I never I never I'm that I never

never ever ever to be and I when I remember

that night I I'm I think I that

I'm that suspiro that suspiro molest oh hi

The people, how are you? I'm going to tell you something that me me told my mom. It's the story of the brother of his abuel, of my Tio Chayor. My family is of San Carlos, Sonora. But my mom's to live with my father, Vaya De Quino, a little to north when she casto. His brother, in the other than he went to a Jackie, and he went to Bicam, to the south.

So, at the final, when they had had been the abuelos, the only family that they had had been, the only that that I thought he was in San Carlos, he was the Tiochayor, he solito, because his his kids went to the other side, and not have gone. Like my mom and her her mother, even for nothing to

San Carlos, little to go to see the old Chayo. My mom said that there was a story very rarer about him, and this was what what was, a day,

a house in Bahia de Quino, arreland the patio. The polvo of the the call of the way was up easy and it was to the odor. When of

Pronto, I saw to pass my Tio getting to her house

she's she said, she's she bigot canoose and that that

that's a that's I'm my mom he was he's

not used to visit and I'm to know to

go to not he to he he he

he said to he said he he said to he

that just went visiting, to passada, to see that were that were all right. She despised and she went on the

street in polvada. My mom was so strange that the first was to do go to the phone

to make her and tell her and tell her but just when he was to get to the phone

was her her mother and the she was her she was her man he said he was

who he's he's he's he's the of here? My Tioio me He said, no more to

to say, to see how we're. My mom she was in silence. How, how, he, he said, if here also,

he's just, he was, I was about to call to to tell you, and I was all, they were

confused and and sustadas, they're about that not they're not a last a exactly

a moment, just before the two had been seen, The two coincidian. One minute before I had been there. They had seen the same at the same time in the places that are more than two hours and a half of distance. No, there was a question of minutes,

or not a difference of the ornors. Stubboated in two places at the same time. The preoccupated to try to call her number now son-a-sohnap. as if the line was out of service. Asusated, then, decided to markle one of his vicines of all the life in San Carlos

for to be to see how it was. The vecina went to her house and said that the house was a vacuous, that no other. They were the worse. Planed her in a while

could. That same time, in when they were their spouses, but one hour after, the same vicina again,

I've he was to mark us. He was here, sat down in his cell in the patio. I asked how I'm

and I'm my tia not knew what I'm didn't know if they've seen in two places

at the time and he was that what was that was that was what they

had presenti that that time planed to go to ask

to ask you go to the urgency to go and then, then, then, then, then, then they were not again to talk the theme. Until that one day, from San Carlos, came the news of the Trio Chayor had been

died. Never knew that was what was what was that time. Only know that, months before his death, the two lovied, in two people distinct, exactly at the same time.

This is exactly a story of terror. More than is a story about the signals that we don't want to see. Ace not much I was coming with my newbie by the street of Yucatan in the Colonia Roma. We've lived in Santa Fe, a zone that not is near there, but that day we went to have to sayonar with some friends and then we'll approach us to walk with our perros for the area,

because we'd love that area. In the cruise with the street of Monterey, waiting the sunsafloor, I noticed that a man was talking by telephone. that she was being much to my novi.

He was a man of a man of a lot of many and a time of the hair

and he had seen the hair she was she was I'm not that I thought that

my novice was always the other and then of the other like she was trying to and then

she was she was and finally he did my novia he was he was

He was a look at a smile with a smile With a good And he said that he had much time She said to her My novia only responded That she, that was true That's much that no He'd even see a

And then There was a silence incomodo De repent one of my Perros, that's very great, hallo my noviya And she just

Spied a rapid of him Diciento to him Dissu'n't He had done good to be I've been a little crucera

The man He seemed amable and really, to be with good to so so I

so I know I'm I'm I'm I'm know that I'm a car

of a carre of a but no he's he I'm

I'm I'm I'm I'm I'm you have to be a

per he he said no he said no that

only I'm that was that I'm that another

per the that I had me I to I

to get a loo to get to get her mom and her brother and I've to I'm going to I'm going to turn to I'm going to try to cross the car with that

correa without a carrein'r in the man. A rato after after in a restaurant I asked my wife

who are that man, at the first he didn't mean he said but then he

told the real the very my wife had passed for an period very d'

a chapter very dark A tap so strong that in an event of his work, in another city, de-repeen no pussed, de-repeen no support it, and he attempted to cut her life. This man was someone that, although not worked with her, had coincided in various events in different cities. He was who discovered in that moment. Who revented the cord?

Who left? Who? Who was saved? he devied the life for that no

he was not he didn't because he he came not because he didn't he

he he called the poor moment of his because he took

much a a couple of after after after

we we're a like they're not they're not

not so I'm to see there no there

no there more more more no more no

but now, like someone was trying in the door of the door. The perros started to lader. I was with fear.

Revised all, but no had nothing. We're still un-trankilus. Very nervous that night and the next days.

And that end of the night, my novi, received a message of a ex-companier of a job. He told that

that man, the that had saved that last, in the that we had found in the Colonia Roma, had fallen.

The terrible, community, the trist, was the form. Muri-d-the-missue in the new-y had attempted to do. And the the time,

the hour, coincided exactly with that night in that we heard in the house. This relato is anon-o-o-

obvious reasons, but I want to share Because I'm convinced that all this was a signal. That day, there in the Calle of Yucatine in the Roma, because we don't live there, and at least,

neither I even I evened in the city. For pure casuality, they were my novi and the front, caminandau. And I think it was for something. It was an opportunity to be a day of a cycle, to thank you to say to my

my newbie that, that maybe she was there to give up the favor. Maybe, maybe not had changed nothing,

but the life us put up to someone and not we're not we're doing. I know

that's not much fear. Maybe I'm just I'm, to say that you

put an attention to the signals. Thanks for continue. We're kept an

ultimate story, but before you I remember in the description, I'll leave the enlaces for our networks and social and for that you can't buy our book,

Relatos of the Noche, if even no has done. Yeah, it's going to be here in Mexico, but I'm pretty. I've got news for another country that we're really.

And yeah, I don't let's say much to respect, but I'm notices. And now, we're going to the ultimate story

of this night. This That was a few years, when I still I've lived with my papas. It was like the two of the morning and the telephone fissue of the house, it was sonar. I was up and I was a little dormido and I heard the voice and a

woman. I'm going to be there. I'm kept in calli, confunded I asked, I was a question who had a little bit longer. Then that voice in the telephone said, very feo and I called I did immediately.

Rarro, the day the next when I was when I was up my mom was very serious. He had just been to be. In the night, at the 12 at the madrugada, had fallen to her tia. Never knew if the call had been simply a number equivocated, a drama, or if it was her, the tia, advising that they were in the way to despise. Thank you.