Relatos de la Noche - Experiencias de HORROR de taxistas y conductores de aplicación

Episode Date: December 20, 2024

En el episodio de hoy exploraremos un tema que es de los favoritos de nuestra comunidad: las historias de aquellos que pasan sus días y noches al volante, recorriendo calles oscuras que a menudo ocultan los miedos más profundos. Historias de taxistas y conductores, muchos de los cuales sabemos que nos escuchan mientras trabajan. Este episodio va dedicado a ustedes, con un abrazo, deseando que lleguen sanos y salvos a casa… y que no se conviertan en los próximos protagonistas de Relatos de la Noche. ¿Te atreves a escuchar?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.

Dear Community, Relatos of the Noche, today we're going to talk to again, a theme that I see that they and that me particularly me appassioner because I know because I know that a great quantity in this community not is heard as much as

as the day. So, capitulos like the today in which we we're going to tell stories that have as a protagonist or as a element principal to a

conductor of taxi or of services of application. We're entrap to a world of possibilities of stories that really me entoussiasma. So, no we're going to retracer

more. The first story of this night, it's moment to get to get to put much attention to the way and to confere of

any vision extrana. Well, we're not we're just you or maybe so. The

second protagonist of the relato of the night. Good nights to allows.

Good night. So, I'm a young of 20 years originator of Dolores, Idaho, Guantuato,

the same place where occurred the experience that I'll I'm going to I'm a lot of

a person very me mottos I'm like the stories of terror and this type of

things. Since I've got a fan, and this is my experience. I'm

doveled me enough, I see in my house or in the day.

The days I usually I'm one with our friends to talk to whatever

to take a little something. Normally we we're at those of two or three at the

madrugated and every everyone see to your house. I've been a colony

a little of the city. Caminando easily are 20 minutes. Sin

however, I prefer to return in taxi because in my colony there is much

delinquency and they're to get to the one. In one

of those madugas not of money. The little bit that had I had got to get rid of

food. Because a friend said he was going to get a little but he was his carterer.

So, I had to invite him and at final, no I had more remedy than

I'm coming to think it to be a normal, or at least that I think you,

a year a year had been heard the yant to the yron the yron

accompanied of a lot of laddidos and ojids of perros. Addmas,

to get to my house, I'd have to come in a lot of a little bit of a little quite quite

really very nervous. A past of that I tried to keep that I was

I was very atemorized. I was alert to every the noise that was

in this moment for me a alivio every that had been

a car lombrando with the the light of the

time of the After this, I'd be to recurrent a boulevard. Although it was well-illuminated, me'd have much to pass by there, so I decided

to come to a side of the banquetta. It's well-sabiding that, when you're going to appear people with abackas to assaultart.

So, as I was going to be more alerta. While I could hear I could hear the laddritos

of the perros, what so that my heart thatiered more rapidly. but when I felt a grand panico was when I

heard the laddress the auditors, no they were to know- like those cats are the people who

someone want to get to get to despair of despairation of fear

I I'm trying trying to ignore the noise and repitient things

in the case in the when I'm at to be to be the place from the

sonnying the sonnids. I don't why, but stupidamente bolted. And there that was

that thing, something, something that any in my worst pesidels had I had been

imagine. It was a spectrum of woman, or at a little that

was a minute, I'm at the middle, had the cabo and marauderninged, he gave up

the cintura. Levered a tunica that had been been a black

in a moment, but was a percudied, so much manchated of the

loo, that was very difficult to know it. Arrastrava to the the

door. This woman was encorvable and put his enormous hands

around to the car to to look at the

the ventana espion the people while dorms. Sented my

my my feet of blacked. I was completely paralyzed. The cargant was to

me serr and I kept in the box secret. I tried but I trepese

with a lot of grava making noise. And it was when it

was the experience more aterrador that I have lived because when

I did that thing turned I his disproportioned

to a grotesque with a mandibula that he had to the

back to and the eyes completely negros when he was looking

me mirro he he changed he changed so

so to try to he noticed, and I noticed

I know I know a more spelusant his his coos he came

and his hands to the So, then it started to turn around and then moving to

me, but no, camin' more well seemed to levita. I know how, but

saw that forces to some place, and I ran and I went to

that I was never in my life, while I was a

I was a a susur in my the sound of

something of I did I I Giro the Cabe

And it Croped That thing I'm going to His Brasas agitans

in the soil, the language and his eyes clavated in me

Soren the eyes with all my forces and I continued

I caught until I heard I saw I'm a

taxi that was a put to a time and it

started to grot grots of grosseries. Since however, when I'm

in the state that's he was in the question he was going to he was he said,

he invited to get to the taxi. I offered a cigar to calm me.

When I got to recuperer the alient and I put articular words,

he I've said what I heard with attention and for my surprise

me he said in one of many he had seen

something he had seen She offered to to get me to and not I could

be more more more than I'm from the night. I never again back back

back to never I'm sure to have money sufficient for the taxi but

I've not I've never to see that thing every every

that I go to that I'm I'm I'm the same sensation

that that someone I'm going to I'm night, I intend to distract me by the cellar, or conversing with the taxist, for not bolted.

But, a lot, in the rabble of the eye, a bit seems to be a little, to that thing, sombreeding me, as hoping that it's looking directly again. Hello, Uriel,

we're Perla and Miriam, fanatic of this relato in the night, and since I'm much. We're going to the community, a relato that, not us succeeded to

us, but a man. He is taxista in Rio Verde, San Luis Potom. and practically the zone middle of the state. It has the turn of the night to the 7 of the

morning and has many many of different communities pertinent to Rio Verde. In one occasion I had

had brought a big community a media hour of the cabcera municipal. I'd

a four muchaches and a manchach a man a boyle. Yeah when they had to

back to the community for the madugada like at the morning,

he was passing for the pastor in the first curve. There, we said that he

a traveso a man. He said he was a man. He said, he said he was,

that he he was he was he took to front with the mere coffre. Mentiona

that the goalpe was duro, that even the man, that even the man,

the car at the The young people who were to be surprised to cry and to cry. He immediately detoured the taxi he was over to

go to get to to revisit the sir and to help him he said he did not anything. The poor

revised the taxi and this no had any any no help any signal any of what had to

pass. When the the muchachas that were to getal they were they

had He, he had put it so. They'd be said that they'd be able to soon, because the person that supposedly had Aropelied, was the same sir that had been dead before meces there, in that same curve. They were sure that it, because they'd recognize. No, had no doubt of who was it was to try. Our friend, still his way until to get at restura, and in the guardaghanado,

he traversed a sir. He preferred ignore her and is that the young are still still

and they're trying and they left in the house and he went to

and then again in the same a curva where supposedly had

atropegated to the man he he was not

not not risk this but when he he

he he he he he did he taxi

taxi for security, but in a securred, but in a second he susurrava to the o'id. A voice, a woman, he said,

Why, you know you? He looked for the retrovisor, and in the asiento a second

he said, he said, he responded, for security and for the hour, I can't get to

where I go? I'll look to the retrovisor. The sir, still there, but

without a single word, with the head aghachated, occulting the rostro,

he brought the vista right. Why don't you did you, he? He'll

to revisar for the other visor, and this this this for much

incredible that is just one of the many of the experiences that

had passed in the the time that thanks

for read us, Uriel. Thanks for us, community. Agreecerium to share this story,

yeah, that he, our friend, is a fiel of yent of the night. Hello,

the relato of the night. I'm love your content, and I'm quite a

frequency. I'm a conductor of Uber in Aguas Calientes. I've a penas

three months in this so, so really is a little time. Usually the night

of the the end of the same of the few times with the times with the time to get to work.

I remember a night in that I'm going to the center of the city, when I accepted a

year that I was at the city to a community called to Jesus Maria. But the voyage was

a value of being working to be the hour. It was the two of the morning. The passenger

was a young very amable and not I took problem during the trajectory. Sin embargo

conform we're we're a lot of a colony in the river very alighted to the

city when I did I tried to get to get to get

other to not transit only for that one it was when I

set another I even more to a carter that

connected to a with serros at both sides and only the lights of my car

eliminate the trajectory. The frio was brutal. The wind was quite and even the windows

were in the frontas could hear it and be it was on the front of

while it was a a little and was being silhouettes that

were on the the carretera no I didn't

people not not I'm robes, only colors, only forms that came

were in the night. I thought that were rancheros or people accustomed to the obscurity to the

places. I came finally to the colony where I should to get to my

second passenger. The chico me very because, said,

nobody was there was around the two and a madruly the madrogated. He

responded in a that not exaggerate, that was that's almost

in the nothing to that I'm not the other than I'm not to get a recogel

I've seen seen silhouettes to the road to the carreterer that

had been have been rather rather and before to end up and

he interrupted people that that I'm surprised but

he me he said that he said that other

the conductors he mentioned the same, that there were people coming on that

carreterra, but that that was impossible. Me gave a little but I kept a little more to the

city. When I did it, he said that me said, he said that he

was the he was he was a little second, the third in that zone.

The destination was in the city principal, so I decided accept it.

It was a caro, but the GPS me did a

terracery that never had seen before. I passed first for a coto campestre, full of coaches carous, like

Audi and BMWs, and that made a little of confidence. So, however, the GPS me led to a road to the

cot, aligand me of the lights, and addentranom in a cender a stretch roaded of mesquite.

The wind had that the arboles, to becions, were like in a little in a movie of terror.

I advanced to get the point indicated. A salon illuminated with a casetta. I suppose that my

passenger would be a person who someone who would be a turn but something not I

quadrava. The only the lights were the salon. All the other was

was the front my lights and the carveras of my

coche. Passed the two minutes of the application and nobody

said you was rare. Because when when I'd a ask

that time and at that hour, I'll go to get to get to

they're to be a passenger but no they didn't get to

so that I'm in what I thought I'm there was there

there was and I had the sense that someone was

to get a I'm I'm by the retrovisors and

I saw the the same the before in the carreterra,

but now more closer. I could have used that I'm trying to open the

doors. I tried to call the passenger, but the contestator deser was a number

different, saying that not could answer. I'm more. I've been there

for six minutes, and the silhouettes still in rodeando the coach.

Finally, decided to look to the salon for last time. It was then

when something meled the same, and the sun at a storm of of a

tree, I'm a figure completely immobile, agachated, like if me was observing,

I felt his his mind in me, like if thought that I could be

her, but I did, but I did. The first the figure that was

he had discovered, and he He started to go to gore to gore to

I'm in panic I'm in I'm sure I'm in looking like the sombre seeing as

under the arbores apache the application and I decided to go to my

house I was I'm I'm my sientes temblaban I know what

I but I think I I'm I'm I'm I'm that you

knew the night I'm there's there and things that were I'd never to be

I'm sure I'm sure you can't you can't share you know what is the only that has

been the community community thank you for to get to be all the person

that we're listening to people especially to who are and especially to you're

very important that we see in on the radio social. There are many details and notices that are

to lose if not so so in the you're on the you're on the

Facebook, ex-instagram TikTok there we're going to find and the

next story is something is a one because it's of the

same person we're we're not the change the

evolution of being a conductor that was in

this I'm trying to to someone to have been this type of experiences

that has a little more working to the ballant. We thank you

to Raul for the confidence and we continue we we're a story

more this night hello to the community that is

the third and more recent occasion in that

I have lived something I know don't know

How much I desire that's the last. Me called Raul, and to give a little of context, I'm a conductor of application, since I've been a few years. Sin embargo, I hope, I don't doer much more in this work. I'm going to finish the career,

and after the experiences that I've been managing the night, the last time I want to continue on the madrugada. This passed the night of the 2nd November of 2004. I've been set to manage to have to approach the work that there because the people that

out of the fiestas. Yeah was next to to finish my turn. One or two more

and it would be a lot. So, it was like four and the morning when it appeared a

new voyage. I had to recogged a two women Mahatma Gandhi with the

Colo Lopez Portillo also also known as the

baranka the the time normal without so that

the The chikas me asked that did a other additional to to make a one of them

first. Although not I'm do it, I'm not because it was a colony a little

a little a lot of a little a little a little a little bit a precise.

I'm this details, I did know that that maybe the series of circumstances,

demuras and casualties that were that were to be to be

to see what experimented after something that night. After the first

chica, retombed the route to get a second to your destiny. But for my bad luck occurred a contrapo.

I topped with a rinia very strong in the call. I was risked to pass by there,

so I would be authorization to the chica to desfew again. For those know

in the avenue Belistaria Dominges and I went to the third an

in direction to the avenue of the maestros. All all. The voyage was

to be in silence and I concentrated in the way, looking at the front, until

that I heard I not it not is certain, I repeated my passager

with a voice with a voice with a question. Diggum that you

did me he's too what he's the what you what he? I asked I asked

I'm I'm not a little I'm responded with the bus intercortated

tartamudeing sirtap sheor she saw what happened what he insisted finally

after of a silence she she was she she was she

she was probably and visibly was there was a man in the

camelon A man Styrn't a man Styrid Like piviered Moviened The Rite But what

What did he He'd have Dara? He asked Yeah I'm quite Inquietto So

She continued Temblando He He, he no He not had a Cabeza

The Muchachach no He had Cabe In that A Mphorio

me Rocrororo All I I could I can I Trette of

the moments the other years, but I don't see nothing. Is it sure? I asked, with a nude in the garganta. I did emphasis

in that perhaps had been an illusion, or if some some of a arbor, maybe he had been his head and

she was but she me responded. No, no, because to his feet was his

casco his head was to his feet. The sensation of a

terror indescriptive, me embatted. I had to pass a centimetre of something that I ignored by complete, but the chick was aterrata. And, how no? She had seen all of front, pegged to the ventana during all the whole the way.

We got us to the final and I left, not without to hear her to hear me that he had been a good, that no I was hallucinando, or noca, that she had been seen,

that there was something that was a camellion and I'm doing help. I don't want to mean to I'm a fear.

The terror of my passenger was genuine, but for my mal suer was to go

to the same and this a solas. I had to take that this avenue again

so I had to back to go to go to there. But there no

there had any any any person to the person to the only

five minutes after someone had seen he had seen and now no there was nothing

no motorcyclet or cars, nothing just the obscurity of the night

I'm I'm in my house a little rato I and I know

my mom my mom me said my my he there

was a other a I'm I'm back I'm

look and it was it was in the next the notice. I did

count of something that that was to be more. In 2021,

a young motorcyclist was in that same point at great velocity.

The accident was violent and fatal. The worst, or the poor is that

man was that was a little little of the impact. Sentit

like if me calier a water when it when it I was there. The photos of the note were shown exactly the

same place where we had passed. Just there was he, asking help, I still still without able to believe it. I don't see, but the sensation of fear I have been very present. Countas times

we'll pass together in phantasm without them, distraughts or concentrated in other thing. I'm glad to have been seen. Maybe, to have done, the impression me had made shock or to lose the control.

To look at the evidently panic of my passenger, it should have been a scene really spantosa. This was due in the madrugated of the 2nd November. Maybe that poor young not is in peace. Tal-beau-be just a little bit of light and his spirit asks help the only way that can, to be,

mostrando mostrando who pass on the place of the tragic

accident after after after I said for him I

said that could find the light and that for finally

be to be vagar for that camel for