Relatos de la Noche - La Carretera de los Muertos -y otras historias de horror paranormal-

Episode Date: June 30, 2023

Apariciones extrañas en una carretera, ancianas que habitan su casa incluso después de la muerte, e incluso duendes podrás encontrar en el episodio de esta noche. ¿Te atreves a escuchar?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.

Very good nights, community. It's a good to be able to get to you with stories of terror, with relato of encounters with the paranormal, with the world of the mortals, with what inexplicable. Here are spaces for apparitions mysterious, for the series of legend, even for the dwinds,

for all that is so difficult to believe, until that we've lived. We're going to enjoy the stories that we have for you. I'm Uriel Reyes, and in this occasion from Colombia and you you,

you just apag the light and let you get to get you start in in Relatos of the night.

Hello, Community Relatus of the night. My name is Monica. I'm of origin Venezuel

but currently me I'm in Madrid, Spain. I'm a fiel on

because I've never ever any episode. The next story no me

soceded to me, but my my brother. She actually has 28 years, but when he occurred to

this, he had just 18. She me me and I do you let get to you know,

my my woman had 18 years when she was in a man who's one of a

man who's his family because my parents, evidently not they were not the

mother, in her moment of rebeldi she went to our house and went to to live

to maternal. That house is full of relato rare. From the normales

that in this time we're like we're mursiagos rolling for all the house, to explain,

as the sombras that see you see you or look at the the basitties.

My her man lived there a year, and the first months were greats

to the last of my abuelos, and even even even,

until one day for the morning, at the 5, while she was to get to the university, from the

house, he was quite a rissus, that all the whole of the case, because it was absurd that

there were that they were no, and he did not to get a after that days after,

she got only in house, she was around at the one of the night

when I was studying for an examin that I had had done, and I

She also RISAs Macabras that's a few years back. Salio his room and,

Jura, that there were three personita of the back, looking photos of the family,

of those typical that have the abuelas in their house. My her man

ran quickly to the room to to get to the door and not to go back to

the night. Dyes after after the success and the RIS constant

that they were day and night, my hermann decided to do not in the same room of my abelos, in a sofa, in the room,

on the piece, a lot of the room. I was in when something was so she was up to get us and agitada,

exactly at the three and a half of the madrugada. And is that he did know that on the

origin of the table of my abelos were the three same little figures

mirandol to domire. In this occasion she could look to look at them more.

Me, he said that these are of stature very bad, that not get to the 80 centimeters, with a

way way and sucia, and with the face of ancians. His reaction was to cover with the

sabanas to head to get to sleep, which took a lot of a lot, but it

a man, what was a woman, what he had happened, and this endis, and this

be a big thing, and this and a hoax on a few specific. He said that he chara water for every rinko, while he was saying a voice-alta the orations that he gave. My hermina did what he said the vizina for various days, until that these enticeds went and they left to molest her.

Tiempo, my sister, she's entered by this same becina, that these duendes had been of a house in house, including to her, before to get to my abelos, and so they had been having been ointing. in the people

is that when these duendes are the house in it's because they're in a woman to get in

a woman or a disaffortunated to get to get us to get to get. This story

he occurred to my man who someone who usually always always never had

never had an accident until this night. It occurred in the only

the only the only we've transitated since ever For so we know all the histories

that road are in the place. Every accident in this tram is catastrophic. The stories van from from a 15-year

in this tram to come by and transport public accidented with all the passengers with all the person who

would be a time of a long- is a road to there's a couple of there,

and one of one of one of another and no has more than the lines

no more baches than the topes or However, the quantity of accidents of that tram is superior to any other of this carreterra, the Yakipstla or Kuituco, in the state of Morelos. The Lugarens, the Lugarens, even the periodicals, even the publices, they nombron asy. The success that I want to narrate us occurred

at the madrugada. My Trio conducted, as always, at all velocity, for that tram, but of the pronged that something was not end up to bein'n't, like if I had the presentiment of that something was about to pass. Cassee to immediately per die a lot of a lot of the carmionette. Hearded the control

of his camionetta, a vehicle of car that only can't get two persons in the cabin and has the caja discovered in the part of the backer.

While he attempted to control his vehicle, in those instances of terror, he said that he could be much a person

on the carterer. He said that they were while his camionetta volkva. They were men,

women and children who simply they were in immobiles his point

to give was to get to get some people were in so he and able

to keep controlling his carionette and he heard and

he all of first he was he he was he

he was he were allas allas people and men and

the the sorrow, deseration. Of some he was completely defined as as well,

but he was doing bolterettes and I heard the crystals to run

the fierrows retorser with every impact against the pavement only he could

rest and ask you to give to his moment, that was he had

to live for his children that were even even even

he with his feurro and the one to one

a the Camionetta, for fin, he was to rodar. Dejoed to to hear the gritty. DeNove, he was alone in that carreterer rural, without illumination, in complete obscurity,

totally solo. Bajoed the carmionetta, I sure that was gravely erred, and that when the adrenaline was to beware,

sentier the pain, he was turdied, temland of fear. As Pudu, he recosted, recarkandos

in the chanta of his carmioneta and he closed no know how time he was

when he was a voice a voice that he said a friend

him amy hey my man my my man

my he was he he said he he was

very he he he could he he he

he he was he was he was he was

he was he and he saw the he knew he was a bit of it. He was a manette. His camionetta was still a carmone was intact, never had choked with an armory. All right, but the crystal was still had been impacted. I was sure that had

had been an accident catastrophic. I was sure that had been had been at the border of the murder, and for so had been to be the spirits that now have been in the carretta

gave up to the air, he said the crystal to be able to that it was that not could be that's a

that's a little suspir. But, no, there was evidence of nothing more

than a jantta and his posterior derap to the malice until the day of

today of not know what he was so it salvo in that last instant. If he

smoyed for the sust of the yanta, which is improbable because it's

a man a man very very that he was a man who hector's

a lot of the we we have we we have that the

moment of the the car and he got the control he

went for a moment in a world in a plan

parallel where are the spirit in this car

carreter. The situation, the fear that you broke the belo that divide the both plans, and those

spirits could see how one more, someone would be in that time, reviving the moment of

his own their own murders, for that they were so they're probably they're

also before their final, as my my t' he was to feel that was

to be not the not so many people who have seen phantasmas in this tramo, and now every that we pass us over there, we feel much what happened who who have died in this place. With a little oration, we need that these almas leave in that carretera and be able to live in the moment of their murders.

Also we need for that nobody more more more, there. There are places with such energy malignant that impede the spirits to to advance to the light, places that are still alimenting of all the of all the

of the lives of the disgrace of suffering an accident there. Much thanks,

community. Much thanks, Uriel. I've many families, yeah that

we're very very sensible to these things. I think should because,

I said, my abolita was a brother. Then I'll tell her

about her and about a tian of thanks of your

attention to this story. Hello, Kennell. My name is Brian Moreno and I'm from Columbia. I've been 32 years. Me has loved many of their narrations and have made made traumatized to little and I'd like to tell it. All right. Everything was said in Timbio, a little

little town of 15 minutes of Papayan, capital of the Department of Calca in Colombia. I had 12 years and was to visit where a Tia. I'd have a group of friends with who I I'd like to go out in bicycle and to make competences around the sector where we'd live we'd. Suceda that in one of the

houses of the sector where we'd live Franklin, a friend of a while that always that we'd reunied front of her house, he'd raven'd gona'd by the window. One afternoon,

a time at 6, as always, we'd runn't all the people, less Franklin, that not was to get to her house.

But as always, the that she's awoled for the window, was her vows, to give-sue traditional, for the noise that we

we did we didn't let us we'd be able to sleep. Without to present attention, we're going

we're at the eight when we were in a car, and we were to get in a woman,

we said, we had regained more than the normal, to what he responded to more aggressive

saying, the my abuel, not they're to be able to be unobrown we asked,

we're asked, we're asking, and he, we said, and he responded that her abuel had been a madrugat

that they were going to the hospital that's going to be in the city of Papayan

immediately we're perplexed because we we've seen that we had been seen that

that she that was that time she had he had that she was impossible

that she was there was a that was she had died that was we're

we're we're we're that we're to get to the where I live

I'm going to my friends with who I'm in contact with that's been some of the abel to

reposal in the window, and looking to the kids, looking to who's to be able to pass out of

there. Yeah, nobody will be to that community that we see this

Saturday, we're going to the festival Iberoamerican of podcast Aluido

by here in Bogota, Colombia for so also we also we also

we've including some stories ambiented in this bellissimau and for the intention is

getting us many, much much more. Recurten visit our site web RDLNofficial com and

to our social, also RDLN official in all parts. The Mias for if want,

although not they're always of terror, are Upolch in all the platforms, of each for there

will be showing a little of this year. And now it's moment

to continue. with more relato of the night. Hello, I'm from the city of Barranquilla, Colombia, but I live in Bogotah, and I'm

part of the community since before, but just today I was listening a chapter of things that on carteras, and I

remember something that I occurred a few years. A fine of a man, I was in a cabana

in the play. I was of a chico with a back of Barankilla. No,

we were to do because his tios also were in the And no there's

space sufficient for everyone. So we we're going to a

house type two or three of the madrugated we're we're

because he had been having had never we usually

to get to that there many there there there

other but that the other he asked that

we we we to go and this much

didn't think he said that said that that

years, I've heard many stories. I've grown to listen to them. The most most famous is the Noviya of Puyter, whoever has grown up in the area, it's the story of a woman dressedy of a noviour, that is in front of the carros very tard in the night and cause accidents. And I think this is something normal that's sequenced, on the

road, or lexas. I've done to go into the podcast, but I, the really, never had been to live something. Maybe because in general in my life, no I'll go to noche for those rumbos. But that day, we're not even to think in those quotes popular.

The carro took the route that I've got to make a day, but in that moment I percate of that it was extremely obscure and solo. No, there were houses, illumination public,

nor a sole lampara, nor a gasolineer. I was very distraged talking with this mchatcho and a time when the conductor

had some a little not we're doing, divertied, when the two are you get on

in silence. I, I, I, I'm not looking looking to because that

so it doesn't look at the window, the conductor with the view

in the carable was the question I said, and you see that,

I'm companion, that was completely palid. The truth, I was confused, until he said he said that he said, that too, that even us had seen. Me said that were two persons or Ceres,

very delgated, one, with roba like the films of Chaplin, even with the sombrero, all of black, and trage. The other, what they were a woman, he'd have a manta

black that he'd a cover from the head to the feet. They'd say that not had car or for the

one of two I can't to distinguish it. And this not have been quite

not much not much not much, if not had been the three of the morning,

if we had been we're not they're they're they're but

when we're back we're not there's there no there

there there the comment of the conductor that

also was that was that he's that never

that hour, although for there he the manned the navigator, that he

it was that we're the first that we're the first that we're we're in the

time, we're we're to get into the and I had a minute,

I'm that I'm a minute, because the really I felt

observed, I'm even, I had yet this is the ultimate was just a suggestion than other thing. Suggestion for the susto that we've got to pass. I'm curious to look at the day next, but I don't find anything. Anylittle of something similar.

Nothing that is like to what they've seen. So I don't know what was. The truth, I think in the paranormal. Not is the first thing that me pass and I think that's probably will be the ultimate. I have many stories

to tell. So, I'm despid because I think I'm going to my anecdotes to the

community, to the community Relatos of the night. Abrass.