Relatos de la Noche - La Secta de los Cerdos (relatos paranormales para dormir)

Episode Date: September 16, 2025

En este episodio de Relatos de la Noche nos adentraremos en tres historias que, aunque distintas entre sí, comparten la misma sombra de lo inexplicable. Desde una vieja casa de provincia, donde una tía amorosa guardaba un secreto que paranormal sus sobrinas solo entendieron demasiado tarde. Seguiremos con el testimonio de un joven que, tras acompañar a su mejor amigo a un pueblo en la sierra, terminó presenciando una criatura, un ritual imposible. Y cerraremos con un sueño inquietante que parece traer un mensaje desde el más allá, recordándonos que el dolor de los vivos también alcanza a los muertos. Tres relatos donde la fe, la familia y el miedo se entrelazan. Tres voces que nos recuerdan que lo paranormal no siempre se manifiesta con golpes en la puerta, sino con aquello que se queda grabado para siempre en la memoria. ¿Te atreves a escuchar? — 📖 Ya puedes conseguir nuestro libro en librerías físicas y digitales. Búscalo en tu tienda favorita o sigue el enlace: https://www.amazon.com.mx/Relatos-noche-Uriel-Reyes/dp/6073836201/ 🎧 Disponible también en audiolibro. 🖤 Gracias por ser parte de esta comunidad.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

A A middle of that Calley of the area had something was a

CERdo It was the night and I did fear for that

so he he threw a a a little to

just to start that that that was he

he was put in two patas but not

in two patas like a CERdo like a animal

I had a Pyrna's of a man, flakas, palidas, terminable in pewsuinas, negras, brilliresses as if they were mojada. His brasus were humans,

too. No. He was a moment of the foot, la dee-laed the head as a strange, and he started in my direction. Very good-nuches to my

dear community. Thank you for to let us get to you with a new episode. I hope to stay the more humor to hear stories of phantasmas, histories of encounters with what paranormal, but this episode is especially

for those people that not are of the good humor, for those and those that are going that are going to that are stills, something,

some, some distes, or some disanimated for all those who are in a crucied in a moment difficult. That this episode is a

Abraiser for and a form of reaffirm that not are soles that are part of this family

that we're together and that all be all right. For the people that is going

difficult is the episode of this night. That not for a brazo

will be aterrador so so you still still to get to

find content that not to be to decepticism of the paranormal. Because,

because you're starting. Because you're listening. Relatos of the night in five,

four, three, two. Me called Diana and I'm a reality from the night.

This is very rare. Various I've tried to write some of the stories of

my family to share those but never I can't. Something I

had not to But, I always I've excluded the worst of the worst of

the first the what was to be maybe the most inexplicable in the

history of my family. If at the final not you don't build

an explanation in your question on the question to the question

completely equal I'm welcome to my story when I was

a little my Tia Susanita Tia of my her was a woman a very catholic, very

great, very devoted, of those persons that no faulted at a misa, and that all the world in the barrio knew it because always always had the other. If someone needed food, she was invited to the mesa. If someone needed

money, even if not had much, she had a way to prester. And, over all, he had a very great for the animals, in special for the paracaritos. So, his house was full of hauolas

with canaries and periquities and some enshras that had rescued out. When I or one of

my primas we'd to be to be the same, something, something

something that's not, you guys, the only that they're to do is respect

a Cecilia. We're we're not we're talking to what we're we're we're

we're that was about of some of of the abes. Oh, this was the theory

that we liked about more, that was that was that was that he because

a little that was a that was that and as you know, and as

you know, you know, what was what was the most we're not a chance.

A a little, we're that was a lady the thing is that never

passed of there. Never we've never seen nothing rare. Until

that occasion in that only we don't know we're in we're in we're all primas

primas we're in we're but that time for some we took to a

two and not so it for that for sent us more more

more confidence or because at less we also

not more curiosity but that night all came

my my tian no the same "'Nies, "'you know

"'I'm going to "'dure "'recurreden, "'respecting a Cecilia. "'But we're "'withers, "'we used to know "'mast we asked,

"'we asked, "'who was, "'that she was, "'that's about "'anyke "'or of "'one of his "'pah-all-a "'of-all-a-all-a-all-

"'to-all-a-all-old "'and-a-sususan-a-old "'-susan-susan-a-susan-a-old "'and-susan-sand-sand-a-mistant. He, he was the she-a-diless and the girl she was serious, with a look at a minute that never he had seen. And us said,

No, end up saying, no, end up saying, no more respecten, and We're not to calm us, what we did we did not to doorms to not to beckon to investigate. When they were the 10th, we're stills dispirters, listening every little noise of the house. Of course we'll hear us out of our room. Passes lent, as if someone would comeer out of the floor of the wall of the madera. My my tia

dormed in the second floor and we're in the seconded to it was a she was we're not

we're going to be able to be a little but we did a fear. Even

so the curiosity put more. We we're we're we're we're

seeing there's there was there there But then, it was too above, almost

pegged to the techo. And I would have jured that me I was imagining but then he moved.

The silhoueta came to the walled like a tree and then it was going to the obscurity of

the passio like if it's slasasas in that moment the two gritos so notor in the

carganta we met We were going to the door and we're the door and

we're we're in we're in silence and we're we're we're we're

we're not the same no had been an illusion the two

we've we've seen was a woman a woman coming as

a rae for the pardes we we're we're impossible and

in that Yvonne me agar the arm and me said Vajito

that was and then we were listening to new. They were passes, but this this time they were in the tachio.

That was coming on the other those passes were quite on the long of the passio

and the poor community was that they were that they were the people,

grittable like if they were like they're like they're in the haulas

like they were mistrating we were we're we're

we're Yolando, without to start to get, but we're we're not

we're in the time, but the thing I'm that I'm that the Tia Susanita she

went to before, before, to do the things, but that morning not she

was a voice but it was a question, when we came to we're

we're, we've been a scene terrible. Various hauls were

abirted and there were some some some of the little

were in the world, and they were like if something was used a little

the she had and the she said we we've said,

we we've we've respected to Cecilia and we're

we're we're we've done in the court but she

no we're we We asked to the papas Diffon that were for us And then, after that, never more We've got to get us in her house The Tia Susanita She made, after that.

Dejoed to receive visits and just had been sent her. Dicent her, they said that Mouroultia, in silence. The house was abandoned, desocupated since years in pleadslegals. The only that someone

was to rescue were the and the little of the little bit of them and out of that house should be now, abitated for complete or Cecilia.

Say what what is. What do you think you, my dear community, that is Cecilia? I'd

would be much to know what are your hypothesis about. I like the stories that are

simply of phantasmas or maybe so, but they're they're in cabs swelts,

they're much to think. I invite to to leave us a comment or to share us

opinions of this and the other stories of this capituling in their social. Also,

we'd also like they're how they're listening with more stories. Me

I'm Ivan and I'm Tamasatlan. No suel I'm telling these things because a

person to do do you to hear all over with words that I just want to say what I and how I lived,

without going to convince to anybody. This was so after some years when I had 17. A one a friend, Arturo,

he was his mom to get a moment. It were days rare of to accompany

him without very well to say, the only that I was to be to be in automatic,

resolving tromits and us He despisedied to various friends, but specifically to me, that not we'd just Arthur. Me said that if I could

go with him to a little bit of Durango where they'd his abelos, not more a end of the time, for that he

changed the air. He said that he had a little, that needed to see other things,

to be far to the places where all he was, where he'd the world of his

mother in all parts. So, so us to leave in a camionette a a weeknest for the afternoon.

I don't know that town. I don't know if you see if you see in the map with

the number the because so the little is. Some of many cases desperdigated

and you get into the sierra and a middle seco. In the Camino Arturo

he was in his his abuelos were good people but that he almost

he was he said he said he was giving disculps, without

to have to do you, and I only wanted to be him, accompany him. We're

when he was notheasing there was a house in the house, and it was of

the walled and the color that was a little was

we're very they're very they're very very very well

that the oldia a canela and a humo of leon and

I understood that we're doing arras with leech. The abuel had the pale curtied, hands of camp, of those that are very dula at saludarton

amable, and eyes vivaces. Noted that they were a little at me, a person to that I've

had advised. No, I'm treated not, and nothing. I'm that surprise incomododod,

that, that, that, you're, a, you're, that, that's

flotting in the environment without that nobody it's we can't we're very-sendom

fricissue frivolitos, cheese fresh, tortillas etches a man. Uff

was the castle. The casita rechinable with the viento. Afura no

there was more than a music of many I liked in the little that was

not a way described it was like the whole the to get the sun.

He saw a light a little like a place, but then he was disappeared.

The abel asked if we'd want to we're a time, he'd

be a time to do you did that for education. Arturo said that he

preferred nothing, that was he was he was like we'd just to

say something, but he was the words, we're we're

we're been the father of Arturo of the young, with two camas individual. He took his cellar and he said that he needed a Cerewsia, that not going to to be able to be able to to sleep so.

He said that I doubt that there was where to buy and less that hour. And me contested that if something existed, still in that people, was the

that the that after after after then they're more than when is open than they're all there.

The all, but more car. And no he's not he's he's

he's like the same as the secretes not the people, we're

we're going to get to their after the lot of the not I don't

hear and I'm but it didn't make you correct to talk to

the door to so that just we just we put into some

we we're more a a breach. The lunar us across at a rata

between the news. The street was more a briefer, the luna not at a rathos

between the nubes. Arturo took the delanter. It's kilometer and maximum,

eh? He said, and he advanced with that prisa of who want to get to

the house, and the other houses more. There were a lunar but the nubes and the sombre of the arborle,

to comey the way to our paths and some animal very a lo-lejo I was going to talk about

chisnes of the school, but Arturo would be unre'd and it and we

had to a lot of the time of the first I first I thought that was a

poor, there, at the middle of the city of the town,

but not sent me as sit in the animals. It was accommodated rarrow. It was like we'd be it.

Like if us were waiting. We don't get through and I got an arthur to a marano

and yeah, he said, backito. And then he threw a peter, not to do, but

the the same, for that was to start to the animal. That

thing was he went and to and to get up, and he was in two patas,

but not in two patas like a CERdo. I know that this is what makes that the

people see that my story, or me he may exaggerate. No me

it's a I did what I did. I had the man, flacas palidas

but they were in pesuinas, needas, virilosas like if were mojated,

no they were in the hands. The brasos were like the cedar, with the cord, with the coat pegged to the body, and the bigot, the pecho is the person. And the head, the head was the of a bird, too much for his

cucko, but not was a mask. No, it was something that would have been. A CERD, with that ocico-humed, baveant, that was he moved, looking a an odor and those eyes negros that they were not we'd have to

see a no he's a moment of the feet laugh the head as strange and he still

coming in direction to the people to the houses long and

no no no no no he simply he

was in the he was so he he didn't

we don't we got there we a respiration contained. I quise to say to

Arturo that we'd regressarms, that it was a lucre to continue. My mind I was

did, but not I saw it. In that a man he peter and I got to

the susto. I was the abuel of Arturo. I don't know how we've

got to we've got to he had a cobija on his camisetta. His

eyes not had reproche, they're a Much a prisa. Yeah, it's a time.

Diffo'n't. Without that we asked him. Tiening the sort of that's hard. Turo opened the

book to ask what that was that. The abuelo with the head and he made

to see to come, and we called, we're in silence. I wanted

to talk, but the old was he made with a person and there was a

spalda recta that I said not say that it's there when

we're we're a murmur that you know that's there

were in voices clear much much like resando in

voice a voice not it was a other other

other other other other other a repetitive anxious

a a rath a rath we don't keep repeat.

Then the sound was mixed with gritos, but not of fear. Gritos of a fiesta,

of regocibo, like when the people grita a goal. Yeah, he said the abuel

without bolted. I wanted to sound all that was the alboroto

and only saw a redplandor an after a house,

alto as a fogata great. The abuelo me hallowed from the sweater

to be to be a little him to he's he much he's

a big to get to the house the the house

not was I was had had two and the never

he said no that don't talk without, and I was

a little, with an margito that no knew of the he was, I'm a sorbos

rapid, without the old, the abuel he was to the door to the door to the

door, I'm doing, not what we're we're not really, I'm

I'm rechargated in the cabcerer, mirro, a rite the tach, or go, to go

to the rumour of the voices mixed with the and then, nothing, nothing,

the first of the first the light the sun down the car, with a punsada

in the cienes. I'm the reloge of the cellar, and

the day. Arturo also was with a good,

but without we don't weboes with chorizo. The

abel sonreed a little and the old, the old

was more calliated than the night earlier. I quise to take the theme, to ask what

we're the we're the we're doing. Who did that that's the people was to

something? But, but no me came. I'm with the tortilla

in the hand and a lot of questions ator in the garganta.

Arturo was still with the eyes put on the there.

There a moment in that the The abuelo us mirro to the two and he He was a little bit to the labos. No, it was a... No, I did not.

It was more than, a lot, a... A-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-were-on, no-awran-as-poret. The Saturday, the sabbuellied with normality. We went with the

abel-crow, recere-nac-nac-nac-nac-n-l the abel at-n-lis-n-a-lars-n-a-lap-lars, and to guard fichol in a votes. passed a man and a

man in a carmoneyette a few and he went without back to be back to be the few

houses that I had seen in serrated or in silence a rathos I'd

hear much like as a time but could have been

whatever other other other other or the noise

that in the mind when he doesn't make we

not we not not the patio nobody proposed

nothing We sat down to to hear the radio A station of that's that took Norteas VIIIieges

I'm from there's from I see Durango but of the and me

made so so very long very very so I imagined

in a town of the town of where was the

station full of people to get to the time

to get much nostalgia to when I had

a My abuela, no new tea, but I don't me I took. Not for disconfiance, but because, I know, I sent that if me dormia so, I'd be to start more confused. And even as I did not, I was like a peter.

The dominolema took the papa of Arturo with the same camonetta with the one shew-o-traked but I was tranquil. Agraded those abuelos, and to me gave the thanks for

to accompany to his son, No, a plastic serious, and nothing. Cargames a caja with things

that the mother he made to be and then we're and we're desponding

and we remember well, I'm aubber very, like if I'd

say to say me something without the that the

old made two palmad in the spal and cutas

c c c said, he he looked to

the The Camino of Regress was silencio. Arturo He was still all the time, and, and, I looked, and, even I did he let's hear of little and, although I did not. Yeah in Masatlan, no we'll have to be about the theme.

No, I knew if he was record about as condidas, like I, or if he in a cajong, for not to open it, never. We're still being, we're being very amigues, but the life was hailed to other preoccupations.

of his abuel who I knew a little after the abel was a woman and that

the abel was to live with one of the children and that

never never back to that the people and

I know no persecution no a no a

of a and I saw I see a

thing a creature a a a demonio and

I had a people to call it as if it were what they were what they were to be it so other's been seen if others have been seen if it's a certain time

some time, a certain time for them and I asked about all because the abuelo said yeah, it's a time, and that we're

a good for that what's what's when not time, that not had passed. A few when I remember

me get too the flavor of the tea of the and not with a fear, but with that mix of a great-of-a-

and a kind of if we're not even they're not in I know that they're

in the name you put on the sierra, I'm going inventing explanations. What I

can say with all clarity is that that that that luna-n- that luna- in a

car-n- blboososos of a town to the the sierra and the we saw a We've seen a

That was a half-serdo and a half-hundred, something that was up to two-pathas. We've seen where

ardued a fire. It was to see in the obscurity, but dirigientoce to a

place, where many voices were I'm so I'm a question.

If my my story is been so in the case that I've been to a ferrar me a detail,

if I were reshavaling. For that I prefer I preferrower to goreate, how I'm it's all it's all

that's in it's in here, as well, a testimony of what I did I even when

I don't know I can't tell her. And ohhala that's that nobody

he took to hear those grits of the night, celebrating

something that not good, celebrating the triumph of something that not should be never. Recurred that if even not is subscribed

and you get to this point, it should be part of this community and subscribe to this space

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so-you-all-aw-law-law-community. My name is Itzia. You listen from the pandemic. In that epoch I was starting my first coach and one day I'd without my subscription of music and between the parades

of semaphorus and the traffic for the jubia me found with a video in Elz included stories of mascots with and I'm a kind of a differentment of strange. And I suppose that that sentiment of angustia

controllable and passager that was transmitted with your form of relatar, me atrapo. And also to my noviour, to pass that same video. Since then we've started to hear you. Today, we've lived together in all what we do not. I always I doubted in mandate my relato because I don't

consider that terror I think I don't I think in see any any experience

paranormal that of fear more than we have seen that we have

heard that we talk in the really we're really not we're but every

I'm sometimes I'm that's seem me made feel that

had cabida for the my my missabuela live in San Juan

to be in San Juan to New York she and has two

years the most little of the man was

my time my father because he was this so

a worker in his 20s and with a a little of only four years. A the days my Tatarabuela also fellacy. All of the absence of her nieto. In fin, all this situation was very

very strong for my vis-abuela, who'd passable days and during the partida of her son. And although passed those years, she had not could pass the page

every year. Every verano, I was with my Tios and primos in the people, and it was was a very, for say a little,

how she lived in the vacations since that my tio, who was the principal company of

my miss abuel in this time. She had all the days all the we'd

we'd the sound of his yantto or even his perrito vyinging as alerted

us. Passed so many years. I think I had like I had like

my Tio Toonio. In my my sono, I was was still He was a and I

was her house. I'd startable lights and the car and that

light me illuminable that that that that was to

start to make to just a way a like a carter

in middle of the another other coche passed

and I was my my tony without without a

little satid in a piece aghachada and yorando with

all her wrap with all the lot of the he went to he went to my abelita

that he would be that you for favor he'd to be to be that's

that for the love of God he'd he were and he he'd say to

he'd do you're because he I'm I'm sure to start and

I'm very very I was just saddened for that image. I think that even gritted because my mom corrieu to my recamara and I told my

dream. As I was to start her and I had all so fresh. He described to her the camisa, the

pantalone, the boots that my my auntie had been all completely socio. And I

remember how she only she'd be enchinando the skinned the because then they then they

said then the the roba that described was the same with the same with the same with the same thing they're not I could have said, because no have a reason for that

the five years me cargare to see a my tio in an ataute. I've been understood that my mom spoke of my dream with a person that said to have certain dones, certain sensibility. She said that our defunctus sufferin our suffering and that no less than to restaner in peace.

Recurrected that we prending us belladouras and allent us to my vis-a-wool to bea-sertser. to present her my my dream. But I'm that the

only that she was only the past of the time. My my my

life, no. The time, not more. The resignation. Aprenner

to live with those absencies. O'Hale I'll hear my relato for there. And if

not, yeah have been related so so you feel very little.

So, so thank this space Uriel and for this sense of community,

so calid, that is in this place. Saludos, and that have very good nights, community.