Relatos de la Noche - El ángel de la gruta

Episode Date: December 3, 2021

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No, you'll do you make a image of anything of what is in the sky, nor above in the earth, not you'll you'll incliners to them,

norahs. Community Relaters of the Noctue, welcome to an episode more of this project this night with a story very, very

peculiar, that we'll just that makes get to a new to account Richard Correate from Chile. He is a

person who is a recoppillar stories that soceden for there and they're and they're

a fact interesting. We don't have the names real of the protagonists

of this story, but we do you give us the effort and the talent

to tell it. We're really to show and when stories that's

sometimes that's not a question. Let's let's hear this story.

You're listening relats of the night. It was few of the grotesque that

I've seen in my life but in almost always it's an altess

the statue of the virgin and other was the of the other of the

person for you see that that the angel grisaceo into

that that made of a posted in one of

the part of the house of the new house the

first the first I was that I was the attention

of life. My interest was logically in other part, and not in the garden in the hardin'esteaded in the we'd have to

invester to remodelar, as me adverted, the extrano the old of the propertyities, but if I just to know

that the antivus were people were a very religious and of faith, like I was,

it was a week and then to come to come to come back to come to the

house and, for the garden. It was then when when I relation with a gruta and with that strange

angel in the interior. The first I did as a good creyenta, was to send her

a bellator. I thought something about, as well also, present me and to

know who was, I'm not seen the image or some similar in many

the churches that I did Who, who were, I gave equal the time of an oration with a clear idea and conviction of that we'd protectia, as well as it was to doggia original.

Dyes after when we made the arregros of the patio and the garden, our strange angel resaltable in that corner. Even with the days, I installed a pair of lights that are carried with energy solar and that for the nights they were in a great, maravilla, the gruta. It was there when my spouse me adverted, for the first

my extra attention that had been made that was the way of the way never was

there was a vealado for the nights. A my husband and my kids was

caused a certain repulsion. More than a image religious is a

angel of a man, I said Leonardo, my little and I could be certain that the

angel had been a lot of different of the classic images of

angelsitos and precisely not the typical personification of a child, but more than a adult or without without a result of or notherstation

was made a long attuendo that not was not made clear if it was a one it was and over her head a cabellera

frondosa that came to the hosubrived of a smalt grisaceo very obscure his position

was of a foot and being ergida sostenying with his brasus on the

spacule with both hands. He was over a base circular, also of yesso adosado to the base interior of the grota, but almost

the border of this. No, I saw the baccule that strangely oversalia and his base had to the ground at

the ground. It was a detail. Also, that that element that was that wastes was to be

made a matter and made the impression of being made aftorated to a common for a

peculiar representation of for the years earlier. Something I began

to tryer and selygely of that image. I know what it was, but there had

a day in that she had a bellator, or that that I'd

to be to understand. I'm I was a good, and a calm distinct

I was in the house. I would be that his presence

protector it was I always been a person

of but this was different. No, I could interpretate, nor less to explain to my family, to who were concerned because they were in how this idolatria was a more profound of my part.

But, something not was bad in me. It was sent me for moments in that was a certain lucide's and me made a point that this not normal. It was precisely

a night any night while, while I fummed a cigarillo in the patio. When I was They were those strange doubts and ideas to my head head. It was a night free,

quiet. My aliento was clas with the hume of my cigar. While I thought I began to to be a sudden

to see me observed in a way inquietante, almost aterrador. Echando a visthazzo around, I thought that from a ventana

of the casas vicinas some pervertido me bea. I advanced for the extensive terrenno simuling a

pacedo while I'd do you see a while I'm doing it and I'm submitts to

give to make to make a minute nobody visible it was strange but more was that was

that was that that's that soon me made see the

in the grota and a face in the back of the stomogue that

recorue my back to my back almost I'm thought in

some a reason stupid that it was that's a question that's that's

a second that's came to that's long longs minutes that I

didn't that that's about that and that the number of

some that not that that that never had I'm that

I'm I'm I'm I'm I'm I'm I'm into

the set of the last but I could get

to A fear Inquietante And he aborted And I detainee And yet After a hour of hours

After a Just was Adoration and faith over this place But now I'm

to know I'm I'm I'm I've I'm I'm Not a

Of course my my my mind in it I did a Welt

to make to make rapidly to my house Atemoration

for something I I I'm to that moment. While I was over my

passos, renegable with my head and I shonecky stupidly, but no cance

to talk the manila of the door when something was on my back. It was a little

a little a object tootandos on a back, what me franed the gulfe,

what me made to make a bittoe a bit a bittoe not able to identify

to find where he was where he was a second sound similar. I could find his position. He came to the grota. Algo was moving there into and I quise think that some pacharer was trying to pass the night there or that was the gato of the

other person who used to pass by the moor and that maybe had metied to our house. Duden to acercar me. But when past the seconds when I knew that was not an animal, It was inevitable not to do it. It was inevitable

not to come to prove what the devil was going to be in the stupefacta I noted that the angel

he had moved of his position that now I'm inclined to 45 degrees to his and that

was sustaining only onlyly and that was sustained only by that was taken

that was to be not not sulted and that if had inclined to

par with the image of jesso. I still interrado firmly under the earth from the base, the which, the part of the amounted many centimeters of the

profounded, but it was the earth humided under my feet. It was the first time

my hands took that image and his piece was normal to be a simple yesso.

I sent you a carggy on my head to accommodate it on the base. It was

like a vibra or a magnetism that something difficult to explain. Then I removed with my eyes to the earth humid and frie, desprended in the base of that alaculow,

comprobating that effectively was interrated to a lot pence to bece to be made a little in comparison with the weight of my head. Secuded the earth of my dead and for some I percine.

Like, I'm justulpandom for having profaned his place. For having put my hands over him. I went to the camera,

inquietta, with a sensation extrana and my my head rebosante of more ideas scalofrient that appeared to the gruta

and the angel entered at the night. All the end up a far as baredes and briefs and bed

and I had been round to almost half hour. Despertable agitada and completely

sudada and the most strange was that I could recordarlas. It was only a

horrible sensation in my beech of angustia and they were

that was that was what was going to that was I'm trying with something horrible.

It was the three and ten of the madrugated when I supported. I went to do you

to get to the stodor and the incomodid of the night. My husband

refunio when I moved and I turned the lampa over the door.

With my my to- my muda to work and I'm trying to do you

not to be my strange comportment those hours. Yeah in the baio I'm

surprised to the demacrated of my rostro. Buske my pastillas to

do you and I took two at a instant. Abri the the

key and I took the water with my didos. Noted that also

and I also also, something more. Manches strange in my

deados. They're not of the picture, more same it was

a carbon or some substance extrana grusca, that expellied noceabund oseddoers to materials metallicals. I know I was stupe

I was sufficient and I commenced desperately to lavourn with my hands with restregating with force my gems.

Minutes after the strange manches see been all the all the more calm I

supposed the most logical. It was that the causation, and it had been occurred at to turn to

take her. It was there when my eyes were to manchered of the strange substance of the that I'm

sure you or the picture or the first thing to get me to make me to get me

to get me relaxed, a while to me justing me to be unquietante is that

had been to the last time that's and the pastillas may may be

to be at the end in a reponid and profound a a little I thought.

Well, at least that's the night had prepared to the most horrible of the pesedillas, only that this time,

not would get to me being in a time. First, was a strong-throendos in the

the piece. I know where I did the ducha. Cere the the key.

I thought that not been in the house, but then to be a time

prudent to dissipar my sudas. Ichea to to finish to beawned. This time, something more

a pressurated. When I termed, I did the new sound that a new sound interruped the silence of the

night. Not were not the other this time, but more in the arraster of

an object on the piece of the piece of the that made to make sure the madder.

It was a person sonava as well, arastrable something on the passillo

just in the afuars to the so, so timidly, I pronounced the name of my husband, hoping that was he. Nobody responded. I thought, I thought, I thought, that someone

intended to robbers, that maybe was just the first that was thinking to make the mind, while I'd ask us the twilight, trying to make the minute a possible. My idea was to go ahead as well as the banion, and, of sure, grittando scandalously to, to start to alloters, awetentary a ladron. How, a rio, he met.

me I asked while me and I was and it

and it's a sure I'm I'm the door

that I'm sure was my second and I

made a door to hear to hear more

something I did to get to not not

a instinct of super that even a cuck a

thing that not I'm there The ambient was in rarecised

a that it was that the air was completely dense when it

was really when it the manila the door began

to get and with the horror the the malachore

was at the Ipe inmediate my box to call

my my reactions to spant to apando instantly the

light but it was too too too he

was to know that was there into. I was sent out the floor, yorando to turn to my book

with both hands to contain any my accelerated respiration. I was making a in the

obscurity, I'm feeling like the maldita manila she was moving

to the side to the point ceased the moment

was silent and sinister as as as the

voice that's that's I'm an instant. I commenced to restar, prosicchio. It was the voice

of a man, without a little bit of a little cultural and spantosa. Ruits and in

instant his voice provinous from the back of the door. He gotch to talk to speak to

and so son and to move to the door. It was longs in a beginning

into some metigences for that penumbra no me never to be able to be

clearid but then me It was that I tried

his boca or his askerosa his repugnante and

enormous language was that I'm that was the door and

he started that the sound that a little

I'm not to make to I'm in my carganta to

all the spant to the all I'm I'm

only I'm thinking that was my imagination Even the

Lachrymas I Salian Serranging My eyes And resigning For that That's a

Pesadilla And then Suddened in my Cama The last That's The other That's

That's Or I know What really Ferelley But after the After those Firmative

Pissada And arrasrasras Andrassado That Rattiener Percgible For the Passiio Ande

In minutes The Case In total Silence Cepo had been around a hour or

maybe more in the soil, abasantly my knees and resando, submerged in

the horror, until my husband took to the door. I had not had

noted my usenia in the camera for much time.

Abri, and I braced unrolled without saying, and how to tell you,

the experience real that I had been to be to be I'm

made to be a house. Ernest went to and it turned all the lights, and discovered with a sumpro

that's wreaths of pieces calcos, full of the water, jenas of the lodo that were and were in the passi'es from the patio.

Recurried us every rinkon without any any reason, even we got to the room of the children, who were

living placidably in the whole of this chaos. It was the patio the last we revised we

revisable, and effectively was the only part and, and, at the other and it was my responsibility.

No, there was nothing to think he was a manned thinking in some indigente and looking

where to pass the night. We got to the fire in the frio calabed in the wessus but I

had so much that accompanied my spouse to his spas in all the moment, revising detail to

detail, every rinkon and us a little a lantern It was there that I noticed I was a little in the grota

And he I said that I'm going to The Luz To get her Again, we've discovered With a sombre

With horror That the Angel Yeah, I'm Ane I'm a gritty When my eyes

Contemplary The Lackio It was It was It was It was It I'm

Maybe think that a Ladron would have to Geth

a stot of Yes or something That M Mors GED

With those ideas. More even when I record the words of of that the man after the door. I was confused

and aterrata with all this so I'm trying to be so I did I'm we're not in the

house, that we're that we're all right and that we're all right. Aburated we're

we're getting when strangelyly the light of all overparder and the and the bombies

were to nothing, Dechance, only the patio kept on prended, co-lanned, collando a little of the

window of the kitchen. The lantern titilaba as being affected by bad the batteries,

and for more that he was he was he was he was not the instant.

In that instant, I didn't know was the same, I was the time and I began

to tremble saying what was over being, I said, Asseurabomous the door at the door When the voice,

the voice unnotes from the salon, a few meters of the kitchen. I was there out. Scondida in the penumbra. The silhouetta us asked, dechandons petrified at an instant.

It was the sombre of a person extremely high, almost to talk about the teche with her head. To his cost of the left, it was to have a baccule gross, that I note,

a past of the obscurity, that it was that it was a true of a reverse. The image us consumed

and not us could be to give to give to give us our bodies and our eyes didn't

and our view as a hypnotized for that silhoueta. Then that's I could

could be to hear that something that something that was an alas. He took three passes and he detoured.

Sentie how heired his head to us but clearly it was to me. Sentie

and I recognized that that way to be his eyes. He was continued his

his pathion of the pastio to get us to hear his past

to end of someone know who someone who know that?

Who was that thing? Exclam Ernest with a and almost castawning

his dents. We knew we'd have to do that happened to that's espelunate encounter and

passed minutes after that we're we're we're doing, we're making, we're getting the chisks of the

people who were confused and we're asking, and we'd be made in the house and he could be able to do whatever he went to

nothing unusual. Salvo, those pizadas of the load that was the only

that was the more than that was in the other the police

said that the person was that they were not there was there a patruia

and then they were our declarations and we're we're we're

we're we're we're we're things and characteristics of the person

that we saw in the person that in someone Alton

Delgado and carrying a enormous palo was the only that we're

in a moment I'm I'm not confused and as I'm not hilly

words so you don't to get to no until the

morning I'm he's he's he's on this in my mind still

soundando the voice of that's every said I'm there was I'm

The encounter with that. But it was the explanation more logical within this this locura. Ernesto also knew. No, I could have said something only of my mind, but

because it was my fault that that angel had been seen us had been I always. I always believed in them, but not

in this way. I never imagined to have this level of horror and of perturbation when it was a little something like that this thing was to

be the possibility of that were an entity malignant, nothing more. The person in it woulder even more. For the morning

after that night and then the children went to goren the school, I'd with Ernesto front to front

at at the after after to have our coffee, in silence. We'd we'd

for a long rato trying to evad the conversation inevitable. My arguments only

have left clear as the night, in the which I got to

the time, I'm my experience with this thing when I

was in the room. I don't another explanation. It was that the angel

in the gruta of the causeante of this. He also,

he was the eyes, they were not not uncoriting for much

that I was a thing, we had to desacerns of that thing as

We costed, but we came to We used to Tollons to keep it And then to destroy The gruta We're exonerous We're percinable He was able to be

Afto'clock and It was a Bavorous to be So this This time I put Wants to To cut it to And a new

horror It was When to start That the bacculo A cruz Volteada Emergia of the Tierra of the

Tierra All the part Interrata It was a cross With a Christ Stroped over He's His head

Sulted inmediate That horrenda Forer Soyosey me I put to Rezae Summied in Emotions

Trist Andesolador But Also Of terror Who rio If you Had strived

To be this What ral Was it was It was I'm able To give Ernest Meteo

Aller of the glassura and we went rapidly to the church. I think it was the most logical to do you

to get a scalofient object. The parroco us attended and she heard of ourombo

our horrible experience. He kept with that the own of the church with a

ceremony religious to guarantee that not to make to make sure more to any

any family. We're promised that for the time would be to be

a place to the same, the The which, for sure, was destroyed that same day by Ernesto, enterrando very lex of our house, his restos. With the meses, I still perturbed. I think that I'll ever superarer something.

Tumpocke, I don't know really if I took an encounter with an angel or if it was something more. But I understood clearly his message. If it was an angel really, distam much what we believe about them, more than a miracle divine or an experience celestial

is something aterrador and scalofriant or maybe maybe not all those angels come in the skyline