Relatos de la Noche - El ángel sonriente del cementerio (y otros encuentros de ultratumba)

Episode Date: October 21, 2022

Un extraño ángel que te sonríe en un cementerio, las piernas abandonadas de una bruja, y un encuentro con un extraño ente en el metro de la Ciudad de México... ¿te atreves a escuchar este episodio no apto para niños? Sigue este #OctubredeRelatos     Síguenos en instagram: https://www.instagram.com/RDLNoficial/ Comparte tu relato en: [e-mail] Publicidad: [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.

Community is October, is a Temporate of Terror, and we see, although we do every year, and people that only consume things of fear in feces like this. No, they seem rare? But, if you, you, that us hear you,

you're here, for curiosity, for the curiosity of this time of Bruchas, Cuddle. The curiosity, Matto, the Gato, and there's people that enter here, and

you can't go. Bienniz, Well, you're You're listening Relatos of the night They're They're going to

The Cementaries Is that I mean I'm saying, I'm I'm just They're in a form Or other But as Asultus

Really, They're Mied? A me, too, To a form rational But if the

people If the people If you could be To hear To even today All right

When I'm a child But I'm A man No, someone susceptible to imagine things or to have confusion in the memory. No, I'm talking of when I had 14 years.

When he was my Tata. My abo-fellioed a repent because he was a torpedoed a burracho when he, like every morning, to ameceer, salo to comeinar. We're a lot of a form tremendous, brutal. He was a man very sano and

we always thought that I was to be to ever. It was so hard that we've got much to the cemetery that first year. In reality, muchissimo, a few times

to three or four times a week. And is that the cemetery not was far to the house.

I got to go to also too, to talk to him when I was back to the secondary.

He was the only figure paterna that I took in my life. So,

the tomb of my Tata, two fillas front to him, there,

an angel of a time real over a tomb very elegant but very big a with the number

in the name of the name the time because I'm was the tomb of someone

and it's much because the other not they were that the angel was battal that's

a way really realista with much detail even the plagues of the robes they were

sculpted in a form supermating quite more a piece artistic

that that's figures generics that they're in the I always had

called the attention the gesture that I had that's a very very happy no I'm not

nothing but in this place in this context I'm mackabro

and that was the way in that was put it I was looking just

to the tomb of my abelor that was that he were

to be that we're to when he when I always I was

always I'm a moment to appreciate the beauty and the realism

of that angel. And, maybe that's influe you also influed to that I'm in the art, although I just

paint, and it's that it does that I'm very well, but I'm intent. All that year in those visits

that's constant, I've learned to remember the names that were around the tomb of my abuel, of my tata.

It's was a cemetery, the place that the place after my case and my house.

I remember a occasion in the that I had a discussion quite with my

mom. When that was my reaction always was to go to refuged with my abelior. He was he always

had a good good advice for me. So, like a reflection of my work, I did

the same. Although he not was with us this time I was to the cemetery. In those

days, it was it wascurecy very pretty, so that time that time

not were at six when practically it had done the night. The

sky was never. I thought I'm to go back before to that the

jubble, but, but there was, sent out of the tomb of the abuel.

Esperando that I calmer, as always he was in life, and I'm a good

a good to be a magicically would be a little that I did that me,

well, not tararear, but when you just you've been a car with the back

but I did and I did not did not only that only the time, only the

angel sonriented that as always, it was to be to beulars to me. I got to

the lusers to the enderos. No, I've been seen by and they're to start. I'd

send me to my abuel rapidly and he was to the door to a man, he was

a man who was to come to the time, until I said, I'm, I'm, I'm,

I'm that I'm a little that's someone that's had been there to be there

to be He said that he had I was justed. That he had that would have that never would be there.

I mean it he said very very serious, like when when you say they're really important but not

I don't ask. And the time went we've learned to live with my Tata. The visits

did you were some every one of a month. Well, my mother one of

one of the other we're all sometimes we were the more than was a same, I'm

not we'll go back to go to be together to that's the cemetery

after 10 years after when my mother after we

after we we're we're to get to we're to be a time and we

we're we're to come to walk to the way when I

again that the angel but the expression was totally

different serious severe severe looking to the front, but not to the tomb of my abuel, but not to be to the top of the sky. Detoved to all.

I said that they were to lookiard to be. That came to the angel, the car. That had been changed, but all those were observed and me asked them for why. I said that I was onrying. Me said that he was recordable that was always had been her car. I said that no

That I didn't I didn't even I'm going to But they said They never had Had been the Cable in alto Mirandase the

skylo-le-lejano Me gave a scalo Because I Looker with attention Because me I detoughed Observable Many times

Because in some occasion I did I'm trying That's not An error of my memory For more

that all the others them all remember different A few A few me made

A message You said that you you remember you, I said. Also, I'd count to a photo.

A photo that someone took there, with all the family reunied at the tomb of the

and the back of us. It was that the angel with all the clarity.

Although not it was not even the face, it was not that not was

not that was totally clear that his was in alt not

not to not not not you know the confusion

that provoking in me how terrible that was to give me that there a error in my memory,

in my my cerebral, in my records, the how I questioned all. I'd

go to every every week to visit the but also to keep looking to

that that time that's that you that's to be to be to be

to be to be to be a local. I'm even I'm looking to the mind

in him just a centimeters. Could I would I would juror that

it was to make a moment would move to what you you're you're

you're you're a voice when I was he was

that he was that he had that he he he

he he never he never a great rask

he said that there was that had a Huy, rar is the less.

That angel is a-suegely. We've seen coming down for all the panteon. When me to take to me in the night, I'll end my car. In the door of the panteon, but by the side of the street. No, me did time to answer to. He continued comingando.

Observeed again that the angel. Me aserke. All right. All right. My car, front of the suey, and I was trying to be. I'm justantament. I'm sure that when

when I'm ever I'll get and be sure soonriending. What I'm going to to come to a new one end with a ente,

with a phantasma that has mentioned in some other episode of the relatoes of the night it's called the

appearance for more to five years I've done classes in a school at the final

were in reforming four hundred dozen but before that for years the school was in the

corner of the new the Rofa in the Colourn's of the city of

Mexico in the front of the palma I've I've been in a apartment

sub avenue Chupupotepec I'm not to make more to get a

minute and I enjoyed much to the reform

could be a place a place on the

road in the area of the popular area of night I'm

where only was a station that I was separated from house. A Wednesday of October, like this, I decided to have reformed and traverse the area of the

area. I was so can't say to say in the same thing I was in the same place. We started to us were

the hours. And it were almost the two, we were a good idea to take the metro.

We were to the station of insurgents. Yeah, we went to directions contrary. He had to get to the station Valderas, direction Bantitlan,

and I to Seville, direction observatory. So we we're desponding to enter and every one went to his side of the enden. He was front of me, when we saw that hegitou the arm, and me gritted that he'd be given to talk with the Koreanita. I mean, although

I knew to know what I was surely some legend of the place, I thought, but when it was all the people that was was waiting the metro in that direction. I did count of the solitaire that was the motor in my direction tarded more than 10 minutes in pass.

For sure, a pair of people more came to be able to and I didn't see as as long as much as before before. For fin, passed the train and I was but he was back

for five minutes. I was backer. I was still always thought that if I had comeinado I'd be able to be able to but in a while

he went to the tunnel he'd up. I looked to be around Only had two persons More in the wagon With me A chick in the extreme Opposed

And a guy in the extreme Opposed They were just They were What I felt about I thought about I thought And I

Prened the lampra of my Cellular When I I did I was the expression The chico

That was I was Aterrado And clavable His mind In my Direction To be

To be To be To be To be the door. When I turned to see a girl in the dark of the tunnel, but, pegged to the window. She was very palida, but not even a facetion. And no I wanted to look her with a lampara, that we'd have to enter.

No, I knew what to do, but I'd find out of something. She was just a parted at the door, of that door of the metro in the the middle, is that she was she was floating. She was floating. She was floating. Oh,

so on the said, floated to the other door. The chick that was in the other extreme

of the wagon was to us to be not even to the chick that was that had felt that

had seen that someone had to be a hushed in the light. Thanks

to the train was in march and gave to the the light, "'Nongone of

"'pued "'any of us "'to get to the "'saint of the "'train. "'Supongo "'that we had "'in' all

"'that one of the "'psies "'saacu' to "'if we "'and we said, "'that we had "'that had "'Al-out of the train

"'in the tunnel, "'and that the "'Chicca had "'said the "'Yes, "'in'allie, "'and said, "'that,

"'that had been "'the last year "'that had been "'sueue "'that we've "'to have been "'sue "'that "'to other people,

it was rasgaba the rope when the train was in the time. Noted in our

faces, we know that we're saying, and we had heard of the legend.

We said that that she was a little bit of a daughter of a restaurant and that

was a man who had been not much, and he planned it all to all to

go to he. It's he was to be to where they had been

accord, under the meters insurgents, but he never came to. He said a time, he did a count of that he would decide to launchers to front of the train that

passed, the last train of the day in direction observatory. We said that it had been occurred, but that police, guards, and even personnel of maintenance in that line, have seen, or have heard at least those lamentos that come from the tunnel

when it's the last train of the night. Thank you for here and if you live in in the city and you

take the line one of the metro. Take much good. No expect

to the last train. See us our reds. In all parts

we are like RDLN official. A me you you know that in

Instagram no you can be to be to the photos that

I'm always just the things that I'm I'm so I do

other projects. But now, before to continue with this October of of relato, let me say that if there are kids listening with you, it's hour to enviars to do not. The next

narration is apt to them is the story of an abuel of the community, the story that's a story that is a new a narrative. A story that will

impact to the most sensible. So, we'll give us a second to start of this episode if you decide not

to start, saltart, this story. To be so we we'll just hear us in the next very

very pronto with new relato if we're we'll see to the tunnel you're

you're you're listening this story me and my mom she was when she

was a young she said that the man was a man very young

and very beautiful the most beautiful the his patron

was very very very envidated but not not for the

money but but the beauty of the she nor they're not that she's not

that she went to live in the people they were they were rich because never they've ever

tried all the all the muchachos and the men who were they were

but she was the father to her his abel said my mom that the

she was very very that never she never she never she was

she was she was a lot never to never to get to any to

to do not even He was He said He said he He started to He started to He became a He became

very delgado and Macraado One day the She gave the She was She was very content and They just

They were Aftain a Fiesta But when Nose the baby The She didn't

He was Couser Cairgo to him Not he Mamentar or Cuyard That was

he was He was with her, it was like if no thought it, like if this had been or atontado. One night that the patron not was, the new she was over and y'ore,

but the lady no quidna, after a rata the creature she felled. At the day the next when the patron, the she said that the

baby had been a night. Dice my mom that all of all of course did you know, but the she didn't ask

and they asked and they said a little to the morning. That same day, they were the depulted, but she didn't let me permit her child to her father, because, according she didn't want to cause more the horror. The sirsufrived much and it was to be looking loco of the suffering. And one night, decided to

go to the court of her husband, to that she always serrava with a key for the inside, but this time was open. The sir entered. Quinted my mom to enter there. It was like to enter in the the same infirno. Apestable, apodrid, and had many

vellas and a casuel of barro great. When the sir, the first the first you

was, was the robita of his baby, chemada into the casuela. When

he was the same, he could see, he could be a corpecett calcined,

the of a baby, the the of your baby. The

The sir, began to pegged with grits, gritos of much of the horror, of courage, of rabia. And between that dolor, could see that above of an altar were, they were, a little bit of the and then he was married with a bruise,

and that this, of some form, had sacrificed to her baby. In vengeance, he bented the piernas to the fire, and an olor horrible began to come to

get to there, a color that did it all the house, and was so great his courage, that incendio that caused

for complete. Apenas could not were your ex-a-vuela and the other employees,

and as they were in-law while they were while that was in a little to be able to where,

she had the stucing the of the woman, of the woman, the

while the man, he grittable, and the maldecy for what he had done,

after that the patron of my mom, perdio all his money, and he

got to his And that story, my j, this story me la my mom, because there was a bigot that lived in the street, that always that we had been we found out of all and that me me aterrava.

But my mom always had been he had called, he'd regalable a tachito for a comeer. And me said that I didn't have to have a good, because he was a man very good, but that

had suffered a much at toparse with a brawra.