Relatos de la Noche - Deja Descansar a los Muertos (y otras historias macabras)

Episode Date: August 29, 2025

En este episodio especial de Relatos de la Noche reunimos testimonios que nos recuerdan por qué la oscuridad, los silencios de la madrugada y los lugares cotidianos pueden volverse escenarios de lo inexplicable. Son relatos que viajan desde salas de velación y casas familiares hasta caminos solitarios y vecindades donde el tiempo parece detenerse. Historias que se sienten demasiado cercanas, demasiado posibles… y que quizá preferirías no escuchar a solas. — 📖 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.

It was to be in the carretera, two hours and it was impossible, but there was again, this time, coming through the accotament of our direction. No. It was a bit too real, but it could be possible. The same, another way, like an error in the time. Very good nights, my dear community. I hope to find you well and the best aim for

to hear the stories of terror and of encounters with the world supernatural. Some days

grises here in the city of Mexico. It's much, and I want that affect

your state of the attitude. The contrary. If where they

live, it's so you is so know-nubbed, to motton like the scenario perfect to

hear relatoes of fantasas. Approveach and do a marathon of this or

any program that make that makes that calidess, to be in family listening stories.

Let's get with the first of this night, no more time to lose. Cere no eyes and can do it.

And let's get it for the next few anecdotes because you you're just entering in the world of

Relatos of the night. Goods Uriel and all the community of Relatos of the

night. I'd want to one of those many my mom in the infancy and

with the entertainia for the nights. In the year of 1994, lamentably my tio, brother of my mother, felled by a tumor in the head. For the services funerarios, contracted a cell of vellation in a panteon-jardin in the state of Mexico.

The bellurio transcured with much tranquillity, although, clear, with the pain great that suppone a perid so. Yeah for the madrugada, as in many salas of belation, there was an hour to permanence to the

and that was the case of this is he came to he gave to a time to my tio my mom

that in that then he had two three years, her prima of the same age and his

father and his father. My mom and her mother and my mom and the time not

at a time that were to get us the time, and they were

being the madrogated as the other places. During hours they were talking and sometimes rezoned for not

dormsive. Around the three of the madrugada, his papas had been put downed on one of the sofas and only she had yet yet still they were dispirited. When she went to a senior of 65 years,

the senior took a seat and very amablely, he asked for her diffunto. My mom and her prima were contesting,

charlando, a platica normal. They were so about the video and the the murder of the life and the they're going and of the

they're going to the room he was up the chair in the same to the car he took on the

father and he said aubrness and three Abes he said in the cell of a lot doing company

to his diffunto that had had come to take air and as he was that in that

there was there were people but for so it's he's He was acerco. Then he despised

with a smile and he went to be a little bit of his prima thought in to give to come back

to come to a moment also. Salient they were to do the side and they did you

not found to nobody they thought that maybe they had said the said the she was

the same without the salas was made without images and photographs so they only did you

a oration and they were a morning the morning the next they were that during the

last year they were they were more time around to the panteon garden

decided they were to say to get to their defunto when came

they were on the other cell just they were in this moment

but the lady not they were not not not

not the surprise was that when was the

the caja. The dolenties were a photographia of a 50 centimeters, and the person

in that photo was the woman who was the mother. They were this to his papas,

and there was when they said what the arreggle to get to the

night, and that really there was there was there nobody more than

that the people. They in no moment saw

and the person that that was my I'm a relato. Much

thanks for to learn it. A salute to the community and I'll keep us keep us more.

Thanks for hear you. The motive of this is to share a message for all to the

experience that my abuelita. Today, 20 of August, is the year of

your partida. I'd share this because to the few people that

I've told to all the good intention they're they're they're they're not

they're they don't take in account. I think here, in this community, there are

who are the more than I do you do to preserve that I'm his words, his sentiment. My

abuelita lived a very difficult and a certain kind of a final of his

days suffered much but now I'm in peace and she

she always that before the things of the things of the way

more more explicit because the people not was that

male-a-day, for so, both the miracles, as those miracles and the un-ocese paranormal, are presentes. We're of the state of Mexico, of a community called Santa Cruz-Tepexpan,

in Hicipilco. My aboelah was an orphaned from a father from this little, and was to his auntarna. Tras-ivir-a-an-a-

years of maltrato in the hands of his tios and tias, was growing with those herrida in the alma very presentes.

She said that if you had had been had been his father with him, had never had lived so, that maybe had had the opportunity to to go to the school,

maybe a different. One of the things more that he took was to to lose to her motherita.

He said that was a mokeita, but he was a very a lot in the legna,

at the nine years. My abuelita recorded with a lot of that suceso. I could be

in her that sentiment of abandon and soled that marked her life for ever.

With the time, he went to work to a city to work in one of the tias

as a person, one would thinker he would have better opportunities, but at

a man a man and a stucos his place in that was

not around was not around, in one Naviative while other

families celebrated while the children of her were received

She received as a She gave her Patron to a habon For that She banning He said And so

He was He was done of a Chorache He said He said to Anducation But when

To get to Choir Rechlamandole to her For having to She'd left

alone For not to be there to To be there So, between

yantoo and Ravia he got Dormida And a sudden, a sudden I

felt a window not that the she was able to she sent to in the camera and he was

he was a man with aftor aterrador, his carne was to and the

arms and the and the back you and the eyes, he said he was

he was he just he just he just he just he never he

he's all the nights, because not you you know, you know, that your reclamos don't me

they're to be to be a little my body, my body has done

every call my lastime my lastime me lastime. I dole like if if it was

just a neblin that that the man disappeared. My abelito

comms to to know, but not of fear but of

the calm we he said that at the he had

of her and from her and from her but that not was the only experience as a community after the murder of hermann I jorav about much for her extrana bidding even to

even if she had to get her night after getting to get her dormita so know or at least he thought that was a dream with her her manita she she la

perceo as bonita as she ever and he said My, My brother, you know for me. Yeah, no

you know because every every one you do you do. Her manita he went to his vestido,

mostro his fierras with her redidas. This, this, this me do you every

that you your my abuelita into the time, he said, he said, he said

he'd he'd he'd the morning after the morning after the bitate

where I'm had little little gues of Lodo, although not time of

jubias. These experiences not was to me and my brother. A day that a

old had fallen and I was dying to and I said, to be

to be to get to the not you're for you don't don't

let to get to rest when I don't I don't

I want to I'm I'm to die the life

to just to get to and when it

just just just just just we have made. Me Limpio the Labyrinies and us

that I'll give that's ensignance that I'm I'm sure I'm sure that I'm sure that

not a story as aterrador as this experience can help you know that they're to get the pain you're

never we're never know the next the consequence that can't have to our suffering

for who who can't you're you know, you can't let's read. Thank you, Diana Valeria. Me called Frank Quiglas Coyote, and I want to share this a story that, well, it's a little complex for how it's

developed, but I'll try to try it. My abuelo us told my primos and me, when we were we little, that his first kids, my papa and his brother, sullian, to get a madrugat and to a little in the sara of the house

where they'd here in the city of Mexico. My abuela never she was creed all when they when they were to they'd start about,

and at the contrary, always he was reganed saying that that that they were like to

do you know but all that incredible, that was a night in that

was a time, she she worked she was a personal of the

hospital pediatric of per alvill and that he took to cover

a company that not could assist for problems

personal personal. So my my vaila went to about the two and a middle of

three at the night and he found out of my papa and his two

on the person they were playing with a little a but not

a little a different all in it was all

he was his his hair his his eyes he was

he was a little was that was a room. It was like a sombra vacilla, vivient.

She said, and he ordered him to go ahead. Because not he said, advirtiedn't that if not it was she was to protect.

And is that he was not an infante, that was a maskra to get us. And that's he was to,

that the little, he went to the door principal, passing to the endemeter to her.

Never I was again to get to the house. That's occurred for about 37 years. Then my history commenced after 20, when I had

seven. In that when my abuela us narraba what had had passed to my papa and

my my I don't I think, I thought that only were all were

so on we're not even but she insisted in that not to not

to start us, but to even not he had to get to the house

I said that that entity oscura I still abitando in the vicinity and that it was

that's it was after the night I'm remember a madrogated

in that the long of the night you get that's a different

the you know that you went to I'm when I'm to come to come

to the time to a time at the time I'm sure of my that almost my family

vivied in that vicinity and also in the contiguous. The tienta was only a little a few times

I'm to buy and after the back the back to the two pieces of the

the two pieces of the I saw a man aft of my tio it was I was

I'm sorry I'm and I'm and so he went to the gulfo he signaled

the refresh that he asked with a voice inocent It was then that I I was I was

a black It was a It was a A somber Totally Negrate The same color

I had imagined Many times when my abuela When my Abuela I went to

my Cuising I'm Aosus I'm I'm My Abolita

She Sheer to my dad and my time That's knowing

that they They're themselves had been Protagonists of the They, better than nobody, that no are in that they knew

that he knew that was, appearing to see. And, and well, my dear community, I recorded all this,

because, I was a little, one of my primos, the most little that I had been, of seven

years, I went to, that I've seen the same entity. This was just a few months,

but it occurred more Temprano, around the 9 of the night, when I regressable of his mom to the house and the

family to the woman he was a little bit of a cellular and I had used my encounter

he took to a little he'd he'd give you know, innocent he he said

he said but at extend her the telephone not he noted that that that the little

no had a rostro that not out of the obscurity like if not could do it,

like if only could exist in it, curro at house to my abuela

to tell her she has had been she did one one with a

but he was he was he went to hevened to

the yam wascour with an smell and manchas. Since then it has been

to see my My Primo was the last in It was the Merville, and as the minor of the family,

we're just we're going to know that she has been to know that that's always to be able to the family that round the

seven years. My father had that when he was first time, my Tio was about to do you're

not a point to do you know you do that my number is Jimena, I'm from my name is Jimena,

I'm going to hear the podcast me it recommended and when I heard for the first I felt like it was the place perfect to tell what I succeeded. I always have considered a person very rational.

No, I am soosted with facility, but no I can't have to think in what I've been going to be a night in particular. The worst is that as many people

that get us to be here, I know that if I'd have my family or my friends not me creerian. They just simply not creen in these things, and I'm

I'm taking for a loka. I've lived in this department for more than three years and never had

passed on nothing. After a few a time. I was only at the

midnight, terminated some things in the computer. Everything was all that I

heard of a raster a raster soabey, as a piece on the piece of

the piece from the basil thought you had been that were the room of the building

but the strange was that the sound was that I had to be like I'm like I'm

trying to move to be a new teleying by tecliar putting attention to the sound and

then I heard how the arrastre he was a lento until to get only a

few after me in the comedor the car my latio very I was very hard. I was with

quite with a good to turn to the food. When you went to turn to a second,

a good as a second both of the hand of the whole. I kept paralyzed with the sensation

that I didn't be the light. Some have you have seen that

have been not to see, I've put attention, I'm heard a respiration

back, irregular, close to me, almost like a risa, a risa a little to cost to

respiration. I don't how reactioned but I was to the door, I was a serratura

that only can't with the door and not had the the hands to

not the desire in the I was in the where I know I was

I was there I'm trying to help to be to

get to but I didn't not do not I'm trying to convince me

to be my cancancey that all was to work to work the mass the stress the excess

of the time the lack of the only that only that's that

that's that same morning when I was I was I noticed

I when I something I'm like some I'm I'm

had come without the feet mojated and they're very

clearas Wheyes that I went to the door to the mesa just

where I heard of the voice that you don't they're not

to be the days I'm not to notice things rare

a few I found the light and the

room and I'm a occasion the ragadar was mohate

I'm not specific Specifices, Demasio specific, Demasio reales as to ignore those. And the

better occurred a few days after I got I got to the time because I heard the teclad

of my computer, teglas pressioning one by one. I levanted and when I got

the sufficient to sender the light, the sound to detovo I don't see nothing rare,

but me was the impression that the sill had to move like if someone had to

get rid of up to get rid of there I decided to ignore it decided to

continue to do the only way I'm doing concentrating me in my

work but the day the time I was I was always for

coffee and I finally I was I'm something in what I'm

working in a I'll note something. A phrase, written in the middle of the work, without connection with nothing of the

other. A phrase that was written there without spaces. A phrase that I don't remember to have written.

Thanks for let me enter. I don't know how time I kept looking. I'm

the archivu neither the archivable, I'm I'm trying to lose much work. I paged the computer Mewerta, Mewortha,

Meworthy. Since then, I'm looking other department, but here I'm not easy to move to a little

pre-supuptuctor. They've passed a time and not occurred nothing more, but no Canto,

Victoria. No, I'm not I'm that this has been me and I am here,

my, I'm, I'm of my experience with you, but I've I'd have been able to do it. My house is in the city of Guatemala, and I've lived all my life there.

The story commenced a one night when I had approximately 10 years. In that then I was in the same room than my her mother, that had 17. Each one had her own own room, but I always me'd be a midnight when all of them and I passed to do with her. Because, since a little, I have the sensation of that something that something like if in

any moment for to pass to something or out of or out of it's always, it's always,

some moments specific, but that night was one of that's. I sentia and I

decided to get to get to my mother. His camera was

was a back to a front, and the door

that was the door. From that that the car

can't be the under there was the pila or pileta. I don't know how they

say in other countries, and with this the baio. I don't see if I do to understand. We'll

we're the door of the door of a little a catita called Marilu and she liked to

go to last after the after I was up to get me dormita when I

did get a noise I'm no I'm no I'm like someone

was like someone was living up the At the first I felt rarer, because at my mom lavabed at a time, I was a hour, I had a water in the house. But, after a little, I put to think,

why would I was laying completely ascuras? I incorporated to observe from the camera, but no could distinguish nothing. No, it was absolutely nothing. It was all of the dark, and that was rather. Because in my corridor we had a laminor transparent where always

I always entered the light of the moon or of the day, but that

night not. It was then when I was when I'm I'm not I'm a point of

talking to think that maybe she was she but I did

I'm to start to be my mother trying to not to

that that that that I'm not I'm but

my my I said that no sure that I asked her I asked if she she also I'm gonna

how lavabing and me he said then I said in that instant the noise paro rexone rapid

and I said to my mother to start to the door she was she did she did

so immediately but meanwhile that they were to start to passos

passos passus and so after us over my My brother, My brother,

just when the passes were at the door. The fear of my other was not about. Abrass of a

minute after after, the pastos they were now, alhands to our door and

to the kitchen, that was just at the side of our room,

the the the front of our venting I, could be a

some a A despite of the obscurity I distinguished how that that thing

cruised and went to the point they're to hear like they're like if someone

was trying to the struendo was horrible I'm had much fear

but it was that all of I'm put to voice back until I'm

I'm getting I'm not my my to see the disaster, but no there was nothing.

All was in their place, like if nothing had passed. I went with my brother and we told to my mom to see what she said.

She said that she had heard that, but we told her that in that house, she had

heard of how lavable in the pile. Incluso recorded that she also

she also she also he was a much better. Some day I

would I'll convinceer to tell me it. In this house always has been and they're

seeing and you see that they're always I'm used to live with what I'm having to

I've heard many things peculiar in this channel but never of a

other that we're not a other thank for continue here community

for having got to last to this episode thank

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of the No reported. We've reported that not appears the edition special, only the first one of the first. No we know if it's definitive

or if in some moment they're resourtire, but there is the inlacy and if it will be able to be available, clear, that we're going to be sure. For now it's a moment to continue, that we still us still us left a story more this night. Preferier to

leave my name in private. I just want to someone hear this, and if it can, me say, what was what I. He had 14 years when So what I was all. I live in Colombia, in a peoplito of the department of Cesar. In that time I was alone with my papa.

My father had a friend of the secondary, Natali, that I had in Barranquilla. She had a first baby, and my papa said that it was a good moment to go to visit her. I mean, no emmocioning much the babies, but I'd a Semana Santa, not had classes, and the the fact that I just in the drive-carreterra, so I accept it. We'll get a a weeknest

after to come in this Chevrolet Negro that my pap was in

a rife of the time all right all all all year music

and a back and that the carretera that a

time that a time we we we're we

not a not even didn't a so that my papa staccon't

we we're chucheries the tinderer was We were my papa, I, a man

who cameando products caducados, another man who who nevered and the dependient a chabot a child distraided that marked

in a libretta, and to be to talk to say to talk to and it and it

was gonna sound a bocina out, insistent, nobody did his case at the beginning

but not he said to be a man he was that's of a carmionetta gray detainable over the

carretera, without to get to the bombes, simply just parade there. My papa

fronceo the car, he said, and when he was the carmone, the caronet ranco and

he went, so we back, we've got, we've got, we're going to get a person,

and nothing more, and nothing we're not a minute after, then, someone crossed the

road. My papa got to a frener, not for a big but for surprise.

It was a man of a man of three years. Chimara gris, jeans, oscuro,

the pale black and pale black, and the rare, not how he'd

not, how came it. I was going to like stirones, aceleraa and

was able to get to all, like if to be Pronto, camina, in camera rapid and then in camera Lenta, the posture also was rarer,

Cuello and a face to ahead, antebrasses flexionados, and the hands colgando, cruised, to one extreme to other, and disappeared between the malice. No, trae a mochila, we're just to any people, no-tenia for

to be there. My papa murmured, some drug-addict, I'm re-he, and he said, that he could call a drug addict to the world.

But, community, two hours more later, the same subject was to

appear in the way, the same. This time, he was not crossable,

he was coming on the incontment in a sense contrary to us.

We passed on a side of a little, my papa,

me he said, and he is the same, but I said that she, although it was impossible. No, there were autos

detentied or nobody that it wasercar, and, but, there was there was, with that pass strange and mal-calibrated. We did some explanation, and we didn't find us, so simply we simply we went a dream pesado, rare, like if me had put a cobiage on I was on the same. I almost never doorm on carreterra. I Kise reclinar the

ascent, and it was when I noticed that my papa too conceivable. He pegged in the muslo, and I gritted, Hey, to start it. We advanced, we're more, and finally he was he said,

he said, he needed 20 minutes, nothing more. He said, I'm, that no, that no we'd stutvieres. He had a presentiment,

horrible, visceral. He said, that I thought that it was a little, that better if I'd like to get it, me responded to something that I'd preferrower 20 minutes to estrell us. My papa was to the motor when,

of a sudden, me did count of that not me but I'm behind me, but I'm I'm going to the ventanilla, and there was,

one more, the same man. This time, coming normal, not with that pass to tyroons. Only I was looking

to the soil like if we would be a little two silvids short and one long

one and another once two short and long long I didn't not quite

interested to us only just passed on our on the carterter

with that silvido in patron that me elu that me he left

in the my papa susurro something that I'll go to repeat and I just

I'll just ask to get to us to turn to a pair of seconds, as if it was just it was

real and finally he ranco we'll we'll talk in all the way

in a barranquilla yeah with Atalie my papa he told the claxon

the of the man and the one of the sono that we she was

she she's more for the the Kedandons, to be dormant to the

ballant. He asked, he had had been accident recent in this carretera. He said

that he had heard of his own to me papa, and we kept a

rata' in silence. Like when one knows if what lived was something

was a something of other plan, of other place, of other time,

of other reality. Of Regriso, we never, nothing remotely suspicious. I thought for a time that we had imagined, but no I find a way of

that the two have we imagined exactly the same. Three times, in points distinct, with that maldito silvied exactly exactly equal. I don't say

that was a phantasm. No, I was athero. It waserous. It was a physical, dense, of the and the

but it was a but it was it was like to come in our time no

no no he'd never he'd in the car I'm kept only in the memory

to chamarr his form to and that rhythm of two hivis short

and a long we're we're using this carretera because no

there there to get to to get to but but

since we we've we thought we up to three before

to get a when I I remember the I'm first of the claxon, I'm sorry, I'm going to be the man pasted to my side without