Relatos de la Noche - La extraña misa de la que nadie volvió (y otros relatos de terror)

Episode Date: January 21, 2022

En una extraña iglesia de madera a las afueras de la ciudad, la gente comienza a reunirse hasta abarrator el lugar. Pero luego hay una misa privada, sólo para la gente de más fe, y la extraña iglesia cierra sus puertas... ¿te atreves a explorar qué fue lo que ocurrió en este macabro lugar? Síguenos en https://linktr.ee/relatosdelanoche   Prueba la promoción de Scribd para la comunidad RDLN a la que podrás accedor por sólo 19 pesos por dos meses: https://prueba.scribd.com/NOCHE/ Publicidad: [e-mail] Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information. 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 No, community. It's a pleasure that's a pleasure that stories of rios strange,

of the success without that's all when they're in the night. Recurred it, no,

it's certainly our brain, it's a bad at a pastada, so if we're not

on the lighted and they're not to a silhouette that seems to observe

from the rinko the more of the room, you're only a question, a less that

this silhouette or that's light and see there. But of that we'll be we'll be about this.

For now, it's moment to pass to the the next the next. It was late when

I was that night. And is that night they were to do hours extra, and as

other occasions they're they're to be to me with the people, I

couldn't me. When When I came in my work of my work to work to work

to the car to be a car to my time, I'm very strange to not to find

to get to that's that's that's that's not that I'm not I'm going to

think that it's the hour. I'm not I'm not used to be so much,

but well, I'm certainly, I'm only a time to take the

the last of the night, I'm I would my destiny approximately 50 minutes after. At a bar not a single arm around, and the chauffeur

was ranco to in the corralon of the route. That my station was the ultimate of that corridor. I commenced to camenar the traming that was to get to my house, about 13 or 14 quadras. It was then when I began to see that strange sensation

that we have when someone us observe, when it is necessary to be it. when simply we know that someone is there in repeated

times I'd and I'm going to see a person to see a nobody, a nobody

but but of there was a look to see a something, a sombra I don't

know what it was a one of a a poste and used me to get into me to go ahead

to be a prusurr the pass but I was but I was quite

so far what he made to prove that not it was to be my imagination glubed

I saw and I'm a car a carous to the airasca of the arrasca of the airasca of the

wind so began so much I was to start my my eyes Iperur

the pass as much I was possible the only that was to get to

my house that that the same I'm not

I'm just just the soil to the soil

to be there I, there I could I heard to that I was going to how sonned those paths,

like they were a cabo but clearly they were only two patas they were more rapid and every

more much more than more than me. I was I was just without one

one one once. I got to my house and I was over the door to me with all

the keys, with all the like a sombra was reflected through the video of my

door. Something I'd in two patas behind of her I

saw the pussuans reflected by the door one and I know what I'm

what or who me did you that night but I'm not

I'm the community RDLN I'm I've been so much

I've been a certain reason I'm I'm I'm a Facebook.

I'm going to I'm going to do you know it's a same. It's many months that I'm

to start. Really not me really not really was really when it was I'm a

one of those times, I said, well, let's see that it's that it's the form in

that's not that I'm think it's in people to be a little to feel a I was a sympathy. Recurred that in my infancy I've

some of those socesos'pok-creas that simply kept as a memory confusa, like if me said me myself that really that no passed. I just want to share one, that, now that I'm rizza the I'm a real. I'm originally of Tlascala, Tlascala.

Actualment I have 25 years and I've seen in Halapa, Veracruz. When I had eight or nine years, we'd move to house to a one where actionment, where my papa, for his work, could acquire a house in where actually live in my mom and my brothers. Recurrected

that when we came, the people were received very amablely. In particular, one that lived at the house, Don Sergio. He was a man very very good, amable, respectful, and

solidary. He was also for some time with water, because no had realized a installation. Organized with other the other vicine or reunions in where obsequia things to the other, in celebrations like in the day of the

child, the day of the mothers, and posadas. I remember one that my father had to go to get to the house for some time, and the Lord always

was still the pendent, maybe as kind of of us. All past the time, Don't Serge

infirm, honestly, I don't remember what infirmat but a cause of her, but a cause of

her vision and part of the own to the I was then outside of his house, sat on a bank with his baston, and listening music of chachach,

chas, dancers and of that type. When I went to go and I always was and I

always was good good. Sirio, he said a very to get to hear to

hearth goodas daughter sheita respondia a a bit sometimes not

we had to get us and we're Amablement, clear, and when I'd love to hear about to listen to

respond to. Before to give, I'd offer to give a disculp to any that's or that's

or that's or that's that's more rudd, but not that's a so I'm talking with all the

respect of the world. I'm just want to this experience that I'm continue.

So, so they passed many days after that a friend of the infancy was to

to look at my house to go to go to go out of her oldita that I was just right to my house. That day we had a Don Sergius sat down at the bank at his door, with the eyes and the hands in his baston. The only rare is that the door was a door was closed her music as always. "'Goods, Don Sergio. We'll salud us, but no responded.

"'Goods, sir, Sirius. Good time, Don Sergio. Repetimms more further, but it was she that I'm sure that I'm talking about.

My friend and I just said, poor, Don Sergio, now she doesn't hear anything. And,

and even more more strong, even, we said, Goodsardes, Don't Sergio. Decidimus not preoccupied

not preoccupied because of his state we'd that sometimes not able to hear and we

went to to play. I don't I remember very well if it was the day the day

or the days when we're much a lot of outside. They started to get

cars and there's heard of much people. As I said, he lived

to us so we did not that all from the

house my mom came to see and she got to ask

to ask to get to a person to be a said, he said,

he was surprised, he impacted. He asked, he said he said he

he's he said, because a day before he had seen he had been

in the person, and the person he said, the person he was a time

he was that he did a scofferious he he said he was he was

my friend and I'm even my mom and some more more than

was They were to salute, although that is so, to nobody he responded. When they beled her body, I I waserted toot to be it. Really was he, and it was exactly like that the last day that I was, Sereno, lo cremary, and we went to his novenario.

Between resos, my brother-minor and a hige of a a becina, ambas of two and three years, they were to beailar and to to re-to the

side of the un-as this called much the attention of a nietta of Don Sergio.

He asked with who were you were in who they were and the people were to signale

to the photographia of Don Sergio as saying that they were going they were

saying that they were that they were all right and that the nita I don't know what really

that day. Maybe he was to be despidier of some way, of those that we've been quite

many days for that he had to feel ascalofrious while past the house, and is that

I felt that he seemed that he was there. Ohalal that I'm just that's

all right to be here thank you thank you to keep listening we're

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stories that we have we we're we're we're we're

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to come with the night. Every that I pass for that

all the city not can avoid the to look to look at the colonies that are the colonies that are behind. The lights of their are the streets.

They're not going and alitized for the government municipal. The politicians go in campaign and arraiser to the people

and comein for the streets of the load and they'll make sure that all but always

he can't win who the things still still. The streets of terracery are still

still being being as insured as always as the colonies are always

But, what most me to get the attention, about when I pass very of the night, is that the church that was that was a different

a good one that was that was the world and the that was a story strange,

terrible. I know this story without that that was that was a time after I was

I was I was I was But it was that when they found a penas two or three persons they were to serve nocturns, almost for pure curiosity.

But the pastor, the leader of that community, was very charismatic. Recurried at the street nearer, and the people. If he was the businesses,

each that could had to give food to the families more necessitated that, as a greaticement to the help constant,

they were to and in some moment the services were done. Three A week, three a month,

all the services, all the misas, and she's counted that then even there were cars of recent models to be seen as

those cases and the people were the people were the little the little iglesia and that's it

I got to ever I at one once, from that from that I'm I'm

I'm I'm that could be able to that I'm being to be able to a

people, but it was a some fiesta of the place of the people of that community was committed every more and they've given

plants and flowers and they'd all the terrain that was around that was around the area, they were in the property and they were to get them to

dores. I doubt that even the first space where was the construction of the matter had been occupied in form legal.

Nothing was very legal in that zone. The story tells that there was a service very particular in that the pastor

he said an an announcement, a petition. The people so stowed, there were who people in the moment. And they

were then only with the people with more faith, and with the people more humilded, and with

some of the rich who were from those people, they were to get to remoliner

in the entry. No, are in services intimus, to the doors

in the many music, more than the cantos that now all the fieless are they said to be made from

from the time. Dissan that in one of those nights, in the last service of the month,

the people entered as nothing, opened the doors. Some men were putiering the carrows

of the carers and the territory. Aplastarone the flowers and the plantas.

Those metier and rodea that construction. Then, they were and the canticos and the

Then, they closed the doors and apaguered the lights, because the windows were securecied and nobody, nobody around in that street, saw what was going to. The prunezsche was silence. The people of the streets

arcans, no view any movement. Nobody was out of the church. Passed the night. Passed the days and the vehicles were to bellowed to get back into, and one or other man-vivient

entered and so robes and lights and the time passed. Some of the Recinas were for the two families Poveres that not had been brought

to their service and them were the people were they never called. They called two, three,

four times more but nobody's present it like any that was a person, the person who were made

to get a decisioned to comeying the more. Forcied the door and they were they prepared and

they were the naroops when it was a lot putrefacto and imagine the horror that

could expect us there but they they were nothing, when they opened the

door, the only that they were they're not that the people are like if the

people simply had been cuted and they had had put out

and they had a little the room on the

the pantalern the camis facades in them they

just a woman, an adult and of three children. Roa very humble, very and very, and a very and as well-dressed. Accommodated without the care of the other. The roba of the mother seemed to cover the little, with the arms extended as if it was protectia. No, there was a single carterer, a single document, or a signal of the roba black that always had the pastor.

The roba black that always used, many they were assuusted to the church because, although they were they were

that scene that's they were they were a lot of they were to be more to get

to make the caros they were they were they were they were they were they were

and then they were getting to the serco and the plants and the flora are

getting back to the the earth calient and the spina's that they

grew to know the recobrand the The church still as well, in Pye, and, and, since I see this story,

I can't just to see to see that boulevard that road to the city, and it's soma the colonies more povres. If you do this content, no dudes in subscribe for that you

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