Relatos de la Noche - Historias de Viajes Macabros

Episode Date: January 22, 2024

Un simple viaje puede terminar en algo macabro si el destino es el correcto. Quién sabe, quizás ya está determinado todo lo que tiene que pasar… que en tu próximo viaje, tal vez a un lugar cerca, tal vez en esa salida de fin de semana, te encuentres con algo que cambiará tu vida para siempre. Que te demostrará en un segundo la existencia de lo paranormal. Que te hará ser el siguiente protagonista de Relatos de la Noche.Compra mi libro aquí: https://www.gandhi.com.mx/relatos-de-la-nocheTambién 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.

A simple voyage can terminate as something macabro if the destiny is the correct. Who knows,

maybe it's that's determined all the thing to have been to a place, that's a little bit

a little maybe in that's a final, you know, you know, you'll that will

you can't a new life for a that that will that that will

be in a be the next protagonist of Relatos of the Night Welcome, Welcome, Listen, Hello,

Hello, to the community RDLN, I'm Salud, from Columbia. To be more specific,

from the North Dundar, this, this, I'd like to you, but prefereria

to be anonymat for reasons, reasons that I want to my

story. Quizas not is of terror or something so macabro

as so it I always share, but certainly is something that I perturba even after 9 years. It was in 2014, when I had 14 years. With my family, we did a voyage to a people that had visited years ago, a place, a little, a little,

free, rodea by vegetation, that said to feel that you you're in a quote. In fact, that occasion we visited for a motive, something, something, We went to visit a friend of my father that was very very infirm. We'd end up with him

in his house, yeah, he was a place enormous with many of many many situations that for some reason no explore I. I suppose that

I was in the age of to play, and in the first days in the call I did various friends with those that was the most of the time.

We'd have to the park to the people to go to the mountains in buska of the arboles of manos.

One of the Chicoes, Juan was the most retrained of the group.

Demecisio calliated, and with a form to look at me that had incomodaring

in occasions. A some I just was me kept being very fichamety and the

people. The most I said, not put in much attention to those comporta

and it but the third time of our stances in the

people, Juan invited to his house to to have to get a arducism I accepted. And what

what happened, what occurred, I know how to take it. If with surprise,

with terror, or fascination, you'll be the house of the house of just two quarters

of the park where me was with the house of the family of

my father. I I did permission and me they left go and when I was waiting. From the

house was a little really rich to Chicharone. The mom of Juan was very

good with me very atent and there in her house he was a man

a little different was a more unwrient and I'm really and was a

very very much and it there was there a room there was

that there there someone that was there was open. When we were prepared for

to eat, Juan entered there and he was with someone in a sillier of a room. A senior a young, a woman presented as a woman, she wasnton. The lady said, but the she was not responded. She was pacedmada.

His eyes were to put, yorosos in silence. I thought that, perhaps, not I thought, or not, I pene I'm thinking that I'd put me to eat

in silence and insisting in salutalut the woman and she didn't me keep it the

time I'm not I'm think it was incomod the presence of someone when

for fin we did a signal to Juan he he said a little he said

a little a little a little the same the woman with a question to me put here

a lot I can't I could have been with a voice suave, very very bigita. Me, he was to show the photos. Me, he was describing who were those that were that werecings there, her family,

her mother, his brothers, and hermas. Everything seemed normal until that we got to, a, a photo. The photo of a young identical to me.

I want to me I'm an not a chick like not as we're as we're as we're the person that was there was I

the ancian was showing me more photos and I was recognizing all the phases of my life from this baby

to the adolescence were they're they've seen even though even't even even't even

were very antivas no I could not be not used not any the words

to ask you to what was to Who was the chick of the photos? And I who thought that no she could put more, me said that that chick,

the young of the photographs, was her mother, and her mother, who knew when had just 15 years. One night, a torment, attacked with violence

to the people. They'd live in the afueras, very close of the cause of the river. The wind so plough with that the same force, that she left the

top of the casita where they'd and his brothers had to be able to get to befriend to some the house of some of the house. Between relampagued, torment, and chaos, all were running from the house.

All excepted that she young, who, who, for disgrace, had been trapped atabado of a biga of a madeira very pesada that had been caught from the techo.

For when the other brothers, they'd They made her found that she had a The sub-uped the river Colpoil the house levendosel

for complete. Curried all to to look at us to do you for hours, for days,

semanas. In her heart they had the that of some and some mother

had over-o that that that's that's when the policeies

they informed that had been found a carpado in

scombros, a various kilometers of there, between all the destruction that had left, the river. The cadaver was irreconnocible. He had passed by much violence, and yet were in discomposition, but the roba was to know that was her.

Her manita. The Anciana me said that she no put to see her mother. No, they left. The atado in that he's interro was completely sealed, for that nobody could see.

The Buella, Contantombed with Lachrymas in the eyes and he

soon changed his form to hear me. He said was to be

never that I was that I had had been to back

the I was the time and he made pardon for

having me was too I'm was too I'm I'm

I existed before, in a life pasted? Had I had been in that place where

I always was a bad you know, a brom macabra how could see that photos,

evidently me's, but of that's much, I was I needed to get to

need to I, I was I'm and the sonriending while I saw,

it was very difficult to do not the next the next the next I thought, I don't

I want to go to get to work that's only I'm going to get to

my house, I'm to know, I'm to know that I had been

that had been that that you had had died. The day

that we were in the park with the much I'm I

I'm I'm I'm with a little from from we're

we're we're we're never happened. The violence, terminus

to isolate that the people from the people of the people of many of who were in

the university, I'm found out of one of those children of the

people who even me was I'm he told how men

armed were policies civil they were to get to the

children. Juan and her were of the first in the

people and of the people and they knew he

a Sometimes I think I'm going to I'm going to Maybe the Sheena But what is So, I see Is that

Tumba of her Manna The tomb in That's I'm I'm I'm a A session of

Stories of Terror It's been in the night in You've lived your own experience in the

that you pass for something without without an explanation For an

Mucco Mucco that's will be with you to me and my prima, who has said that I can't tell it, but that she prefer to maintain in the anonymato. I started to hear this program,

ago, when an amiga me recommended. And I think that me has passed as much, that after to hear such as stories, I'm acquiring confidence to, for fin, to share the mine, without the same temor of before to send me jugged, of that they crean, I'm a local.

I'm of an isla Spanish called Tenerife, a place of the world of the way is a pain to know every single

when I was 10 years my parents my father with various families with us we used to

see us and with who did make a journey to make a one of a zone

rural that I know a boscoo and totally solitary

solitary I for that I'm not I'm not I'm not very emotional

I like the bosque, I have a lot of the obscurity, and if something had in those nights, it was a security more intense than the way that's appreciate in

any city. Sin however, my father's me animated. Also, I'd be a prim, and his amissaries had

my age with who I had very well. And, well, when we had to be to the place where we'd

get back all the years, that the bush was was precious. At the When we had arrived, we had come back to the most assistants that had

come down to the cars, and they were getting to the cabana. Between them were my tios, so I went to work with my prima. We'd encantable to do things together. While the adults charlapal and dismonted, the children decided to hook at the escondies. The place was to prestable for it. Also, we could explore a little of the surroundings. But, perhaps because it wascurecure.

No, I could avoid that when I was a little away from the cabana, something, something we

was observed in the bosque. When us coerceo, we got to play the Fegos we were

there, the adults convivian with some the mess of the commasas then we

then we've found a one of the friends, us know, we're we're going to we're

that we're that we're that we're not, in the place to be television, we'd talk about stories of fantasmas. A me

was the most of the ideas. The bush, the obscurity. As I said, me provoked a fear. Also, there were children very little

and no creed that they'd that's heard of them. But, so I just to go to to go to

to want to. Gabriel started us a story that no did a person to do

a bit of and allude and we went to the children telling stories.

My Prima told a legend about a woman that didn't

know no way and we're to get to get us to see really we're

to get to something that that that would that that

the other the stories were making more more

more and that when it was my turn

my my Tio he was a back he

he And is that, it was that was the land that had been in those who according the

people of the people of many of the supernatural always was present, always

and it was very close. Talve he was able to talk to because it was

a but that was a very, we us us

so we're really, I remember he's we didn't

we we're much a good when we'd have been for the Bosque and even we've been

playing, bromneying with what we'd do you to get a minute, to do you to get to

get to get to that's we're just we're we're just that we're

simply we just we're we're and we we're doing other

things after that after the night we're to get

the all the people we're eight we're eight for

but there were some some the way to be the other after the after the after a while.

After a adult were to order to turn to we're doing to get to the course to go to

gore the buske. I'm that we're we're just the most little bit of

the stories that's had been told a rata a little I'm to know I'm

to hear even the ronquido of some to give me to give me the only that

was I was a little. I felt a solace. I wanted to hear a little, but, I didn't even I tried to be

to the wind. But it was it was more so much then and I did

quite that definitely it was a sound real that was subient of intensity sonable

sonable like if someone was like someone was the one I'm

ignore it, and and so it was going to it was a call you. But before that

could be to get me dormied, he was this this time I was it was

a little a window a counter and it was direct to

the door so so that not that was that was

that I was not I tried to move I

I had had been but at the same time I was

that the Something rasco the ventana for various minutes, like if they'd like me attention, like if they'd that mirroar, that me levantara to see. My instincto me said that no, that me could be quiet, or for fined he'll bellowed.

I thought that what waser that was there had been tired and had marched out, or even that was, that was only my fear, my suggestion for the stories that we contours. Yes, surely that was my head

me mixed a sign with the reality that I saw that I was around that's that's

and the most the most to demonstrate to be to make tomming tomming

to make to make to confirm that no there no I'm I put

to be my prims in the camera surprised of the I'm

surprised that you still too too too too you

Ascenty, and the gulfed all the fear I'm going. No, I was imagining,

my prima also I've heard of I'm sure it was a

rama but she she was she was there no no a

one one one one one that would make

a one I said I'm to see I'm

to be a that she to be. We got to the window and we saw the

only the or that's we're going to we're going a little augue a big of a

little bit of a bay that was about the terrain of the cabna I took a moment

to be to know to find a form it was a a sonrisa in the

obscuridad a one of some eyes and those Conformly my eyes were adaptathing to the obscurity,

I putt of her a figure aghached in the piece, but in a while not he saw that we saw the foot to do you, I think

that never I've seen, and I'll feel more more fear than that in that moment. We could

recognize very to be in his form but, no, it was a person to be

a person to be a corner to a corner to the the room. We didn't know what

to do. If we'd start to all of us causing a panic or to get us to be able

to be able to be to be able to get to get to get to get to get to

there. Also I had seen that they had been a room of the door

certainly not I had secure. Salir was too dangerous if that thing

decided to enter to and I saw my my prime and the I did know

that I trembled too. My Prima started and I

raised with her in the corner we're we're the only

form to protect us that that that that

would that we not we noticed that something

that was that we did we we did

I was a silhouette a with form like

of a man but the only that was to see was his smile and the

eyes more abjured, like if were just being at a point to get to start the window.

My prima came to reza to know in voice in voice that thing that thing

and I could be that I could be apart the mind that. No, I'm didn't, I'd

I'd be able to rest every more Firted, yorrento, Pidiento, Pidiento, Pidiento, to not let that that was in the window, serried. His voice

was heard distortionated, as if it was human, but as were the risa of the I don't understand,

I don't me desmaged, how I didn't get out of there, no, I know how time,

it was, maybe some seconds, that for me for me were ten minutes after that

that thing was was. My Prima and I we were just to the swaned almost

when we when we were we're talking to my papas, to my tios, to the

adults but nobody no, they were you, they said that that was going to be telling

stories of fear before before to be my my prima and we don't put into

that court, we're we're with our rest of the end of

the time. When we've talked about I remember a little different than I. She never

looked to be well to the creature, and when she was circled, no put to open the eyes. No, record that that's a smile that, very lamentablely, I see. You're felicitous

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which is the that we should we should be able to pass. But we're we're going to We'll have a story more this night. For the community, my

name is Noemi-Gonzales. I'm in a rancho, perhaps, a little-conocid for the majority of you, San Christoval the Cerrito. My brother

is a central of abastos, and his patron always he makes to get to cargionettes of mercancania to Michigan,

or some other parts of our state. This that I going to tell, as well, he was

in one of those the time. And is that, you'll, the 2 of December we festeages the birthday to one of my

sobrients, and after a rata we'll end up talking stories of phantasmas. My brother us told this, and I said

that me wrote to me to write to this is your relato. This is a one of those times that

they were to make sure the time, and I'm to feel like I'm sentier to get to

madrugated. Sentie like me kept dormied several times, so I put attention to to look where to get to

get a kachimba. Of those little constructions of the carton that put in the road that

there's where the trailers can eat to eat a coffee well to get a

cargated to be abirted I think I'm I'm I'm I'm

put it's Stacionados, to the Lejos, I believed the silhouettes of two Cammions, surely with the chofferces in Nacchimba or,

or I'm in I'm staccioned, and I'm and I'm only a man very flaca limping the messes

of the polvo. No, I presteed much attention, only I just I asked a bar to a man that's in

responder me and the good times me do you. I sent in a mess looking to after

the re-o-o- not that the woman still I was all the carmonella came in silence and he put to the kachimba. It was like that

arroba-chicos. Nobody's he was nobody out of the I thought. I thought that was

someone who was just was there and made a bad presentiment I was I was

thinking that was well I was still to be well I'm I'm

was the front of me his car had had a aspect, almost

cadaverical, extremely delgated. His eyes were very black, chuped, so much

his skin. That's me made out of the carriending, you know, not were the

two trailers that I saw it and the carlena that I was a carmionetta that

was a no one the noise of the motor. It was like never had been

there. Sub I I was fast to my camion and I ranke. I not pared to get to get. When I got to get to the person who was carrying the camion, and what he responded, me left with the the

skin of gallina. What is, cabro? How you met you that's the cichimba that? Yes, I said that I've been can't have been to take me a coffee, to keep a little the dream that I had. He said,

no, it can't be. That's the place has arrared more of five years. After a balacera where they setchers to the poor that were there. Since then, the place was closed. No, I could hear. Where did it then the coffee that had taken? Me kept thinking.

De Reyes to house, I mirro the place. Let's hear that it was closed. Me freened for being. The doors even had even candied a place, abandoned. Simply abandoned for years. Now, always that

they're to be a time of and I talk to pass for there

I can not even I can I'm not even to be to be to be

abirto