Relatos de la Noche - La Señora en la Reja y otras historias macabras

Episode Date: August 5, 2025

En este episodio, viajamos desde caminos solitarios en Cuba hasta habitaciones con secretos ocultos en la Ciudad de México, pasando por leyendas vivas de El Salvador y encuentros inquietantes en calles silenciosas. Cuatro historias distintas, unidas por ese momento en el que lo cotidiano se quiebra y nos deja frente a algo que no podemos explicar… algo que se queda con nosotros mucho después de que termina la noche. ¿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.

It was the night. I heard that someone to talk a rea in the calle, a few days. Then they took on the reaed in the end of the next. Finally to talk on the mia. I was to look for to see who was there was a carlostook and deserta, to see if it was a strange woman that had been

said. On the night, community, thanks for being here, one-be-mast-and-lis to enter into the stories that us in via, people common,

persons like you, that one day to do you a day some way, they're that you

don't they're that's a lot, much times inquietante and aterrador

of the supernatural. Thank you for doing part of this project, for confi

in us to give us to give us and to make those people, because some day

we're not we're the majority of we're we're but

these stories are recorded for ever as a testimony of what we've of what we've seen

that in a little moment we've been here so it's moment to be able to go back the loose and enter in the next stories of relato

of the night hello community I'm of Cuba of a little bit of a little bit of Remedios in Villa Clara now I live here in Orlando

Florida and the really I'm much as before when I lived in the island or even even after in Miami always

there people with who to share stories like this. Here my my friends are very

good people are very good people, but not is the same they're not even

to sit and to hear something I'm I'm think it's part of the

encan Latino this what I was a little my mom was

a mother and they sent over a person to be a

good to I remember very well how I was felice in my bicycle, very emoconated because I had found

when I back to return to the long and the same it was a pinch

a yanta I was I was I'm pushing the bike but it was to gover no

to gover no that that was like a hurricane was then it was

so at the long almost 40 meters the the carita a

abandoned. And I saw also that a bird, grandissimo, he was coming to that's a coheating. In that moment I thought

in a same time. Maybe I could be to be able to the door but nobody he said.

I'm pugh and was abirta. The perro was out of out of looking me.

No grunia and I moved the collar, nothing. I'm going to keep to

a perrito. Only a a little riteito, in what the stormenta. He said, there was a catre of those old with the luna

undied and a costal rot on the piece. The perro was over the catre, so I was sent to the costal,

and I kept the box of paper where I'd have the medicine, not could

mohars for no reason. They were for my mom, they were very important

with the can'ts with the to have pedaled, me recosted, and I almost I kept dormied, arrored, because outside the jubia no parable. And, of course I heard something, a sound, like a groinied. Abri a little of the eyes and move me, for that not

you'd be able to get a count. And then I was only a grunyed, it was like a murmur, but what was a catre, not was a perro, was something that Camin'd two patas. Alto, tan alto with a man

great. The silhouette was the one person but the head, the head

still was the and the eyes andresrard I, I felt how me

I was I was his silhouette to turn to me and and without noise

out of the door to the light to the light the

I'm so much time after after that after a little. Me quitted the

camisor to involve the box of paper of the medicines. I got her the bicycle to push her and let me go to the road. In the way, it was that I wascuched. Something was

I was on the road between the arborles. No, I was, but I was not only because

it wascuchable, but because I could feel it, because I could see the the bicycle and I rode the more rapidly

that I could. I got to has agotado, but with the medicines intact. My mom me received with so much a legria that when I read the eyes I was all I forgot what had passed. It was until the day

that I went to look my bicycle, but now was still. Until today, tantos years after, I asked if that cause not me did nothing, because, because I was there

was there for something because I was my mother. Hello, I'm Nazaret, although all I'm name Nass. I live in the state of Mexico,

but currently I'm renting in the city of Mexico to be more more than the university. This occurred

for about approximately a month, and only I've shared with my mother,

my mom, with a curandera and a friend so that I'm in the desperation that's in

my days as a foreign and have been in general good, good, and

many and I'm another person very special with who I mean, I've got a relation to noviasco, Carlos.

A day, we canceled a class, and we decided to go to pass the rato in a quarter of a room of a hotel. The afternoon was true and even we decided to take a-a-nau, but

it was in that moment when all came to so, of a sudden nothing more. Of a sudden, Carlos, he said, Nas, I've got to

a sombre in the space of the He is a person Atey and very sceptica, while I am I quite sensitive to the energies, presences, and other situations difficult to explain. My family is very holistic. My parents have abilities to contact with beings that not in this plan terranal,

like animas, archangels, and even familyaries fallacisied. Decid I not to give the importance to what he said, Carlos, although both no sent us incommodos. We started to recoges our things to go to go ahead.

While we talked about to calm the attention, of a repent Carlos he kept in

silence, with an expression of his rostro, and he said, the truth,

but I don't know if you say to tell to but I think that there's

in the colchon and immediately I'm immediately retire the sabanas. What we found

we were aterrador. Not were only manchitis of the same the colchon

was covered of her It was a seca, of a tonne dark, and the colchon also had

various punaladas, like if someone had used a piece of the major

concentration of the area was just in the area where they were on the

area had tried to do try it simply they had been covered with

sabhanes to and I'm not I'm that I'm not

that's one where we've is known as a point rogo in the city. The night

is full of people of people of sexual with hotels in various cases. Every

area is by padrotes who controls the place in the security that perhaps I decided

to take a photo of the kitchen, of the colchon of the endorno

here was where the things were even more extragues I'm

I'm after taking the photo that I had my cellular in the and I was going to vomit. Carlos me followed to help him

but what was after was just we made very bad confunded we decided we're just the

place as the place as a time but when I waske my cellular not was

where he had left it I was that someone he had taken he was

he could clearly clearly to have been put in the place before to go to the

Carlos, and I tried to hear me. But in that instant, they began to hearse, roodos, We took the sattas, we used in the sesto of the vassure, but the cellar not appeared. Then I decided to look at the back of the colchon. At a little bit of saffana, that was a half a little to get to the floor, there was my cellar. But how it was to that this place? No could explain it.

The most inquietante was that, in when we found, we found, that all the noise sassoed to golap. It was like, as if, all that ruyed that was made to be there. and into with us others, it would be very very long, and only he was a

quiet with a lot of the room. I would explain because we think we're so much we're going,

but we're going to, although at the beginning to denucer what occurred, I knew what was to be

a risked. This place is controlled by the mafia and in Mexico, especially in these zones,

the authorities not do you do anything, denunciate, only put in a and my security. Days

after I began to feel my own physically. I had nausea constant and a pressure in the pechoate in the

piece that I difficult to breathe. I was I was said to talk to the

was the night. It was the night and while he narrable the

occurred the I was I can hear that the the light

came to start to be to be the

the light. The point the call was and when I tried to mark her new,

immediately sonable as it had been called, like if not could be

the time. Passed five minutes in those that we could

communicate us. Finally she started in her house. She

had the same abilities, for say that my papas and

maybe that we we got we got we when

I to tell her. He said something that I asked more. Lamentably,

yes, there, there's a man. Very probably a person, a child,

that's a woman, she pego, is to you know, you're to do something.

Three days after I received a call of my father, with a notice

devastating for me. A family very good had had fallen to be a

someone that was like a second mother for me, someone who always was when my

parents not could care me. That news was I destroyed. I had to

travel three hours to me and I had a friend an

man to me company was I'm emotionally rota and

and a past to all I'm to last you while I'm

I'm I'm confessed that since I a day I sentia that I had to be

a lot of the back to be that I'm in the head of a repelable

a sensation constant and perturvador also I'm the colchon

very very very very he said a really someone

someone was that really someone that even he even

he has even he doesn't that I'm I was just I don't

I was I was I'm a clean I'm a put a way to a work

a practice traditional Mexican but evidentently no functioned my

my her then I knew the she knew that she was a great

a master in these things she I'm I tell

the I the call just he was cutto and when I was trying to make a phone

it was not to have no to serve simply not was not said this this time

passed 15 minutes before she could ever to give the time when I

had had been to try to when I did it I was I'm

heard I'm I'm said that had been being unrollable

and that she was very very I was a very infirm. Me asked if I had feltied so I'm

felt like I'm feeling that I'm really a bad, even to be that she when she understood the gravity of

the issue. I'm going to be clearness. There's a soul in the in pen. It's a

woman, probably someone who was going with much violence. You were in this

place, where she she was to consume your Mewarta. No Bustcate to do you.

Sorrow just is desperated in an obscurity that we can't understand. I'm

I'm of fear of fear of and I know how to manage something so I'm

my mom who has a experience in this type of situations she she was

she was a ritual to a little to prepare all the

I did you a a velator, a glass of water, a plant, incinso, and something that me made to feel to protect. I was going to work. My mother

me assured what could have to do, that only should be a calm. I began to meditate, respirating profoundly. De-prone, I fell in a species of a dream profound. Sentie how something

something that was pared to my back, like if something was abandoning my body. into that a woman sent out of me

I intended I tried to and she I'm heard I'm still no know you know you know you

know you I'm going to you know your but this not your your body

this no is your place from from my heart I'm I think

you I'm never I never I never I never but of some way

that was a woman that was she called Teresa and that was preoccupated for her descendencia. Descendence, that word

was grabbed in my mind. While my mother had worked at hercangels to help her and help her all finally

came to his end. When I was I was in peace, the cansancio, the nauseas

and the fear finally they had had been to get to my clothes, I felt a

a little bit of a breath of a good. Like if someone was aggrisying, from me. Since then, I feel that something changed into me.

A much of the places to go, I'm going, I heard saying susrots, sentientia that before

not not was a final good, one, no, no, or simply a final.

It was a casuality or destiny to be in that court, in that colchon.

The I don't know the criteria of who I've heard in this story. Thank you for for your community, for be of those people who get to

this point of the episode and that they're in form almost instinctive, those stories that many others preferer to

avoid. We're here we're just because they're just because, because of some way, we're going

that we're we're going to we've been the story of Nass and that's the quarter where he

found something. Or, something to find her and no he's not he's

imagine you imagine with what things not so they're not so how many

stories not they don't know they're always important to be

prepared one never never in a moment a place

can make a bus a car a carad of a car

of hotel or a office a a house in rent

that we're a even a site in the street in the street for the we've only

we've been to go to pass. And so, and don't know, something, something,

something's that you have been similar, in some place, or that even,

that's that's that's about, and you know, you can invite them

to my relato at my email. com, we'll learn with attention

and maybe form part of the the next recopylation.

For now, let's That's still, that There's more Histories This night Hello, My name is Jennifer I'm from

Santa Ana, in El Salvador And this I'm going to I'm going to tell you In 2015 We've been

I've been I'm a That was in Soin' In a place Bolivar A few hours of my

house, The suja was a house Sencilla In mid of a Terrano very

beautiful Atrase there's the space where they were tortillas and not very very long passed a

quabada. Of those with the people a little little lavable that I'm that I remember

well that did a much much cold. To take water we we had to cross

the quebrada because at the other side there was a water but in the house

no kept no a got and we got and we know as much

we're we're we're in a way to we're just that we were doing

too until that's it's done it's a time, when we're

not we're not going to do you know, but then I'm my friend,

a reaganning for the disobedience to be to get a lesson,

he said, he would be to try the water, but that

we'd go to all we're the night the qubrade was

super without if interna no could see not

to your own own own own. We got them and so we're going to

get to the same. My prism had a canterer grandes and we're we're

to get to get to get to get to them, and it was then we we're

then we're doing a lot of a post, there was a woman vestida

with a black, with the head over covering the car,

no didn't present us attention. But my prima, the most chiquita,

commenced to come to her. He said she's about the Cecilia, a woman

mud of the people that we know to know we to know to do you. Chechie.

Chechie! The woman turned to see her. Levanted the arms as

to get to her. I said to my prime. Look, I think Ceci

want to see if she changed for complete. We just wrote to go to our house, that we're to get us

we're not to not. I was I'm to go to the car to turn to

the house but in a moment I'm to look to my my

wife and the woman the woman had discovered the face

the I don't how explain it not not not

a not a very very extra a a

long a definitively not was a man I'd goreting the more rapid that

I'm my prime came to my prima when we came to my

abuel without saying nothing and it did it and it brought us

with the feet with and we put us to get us together a lot of

a lot of a man out of they were in the house as

around the the house rascooing the paredes. No see if it was a gestion, but a me

I made the impression that he'd just before the windows. Like if to be able to get us tommas.

At the day the next my prima mannce with fiefbre. No, he was up to

get us in various days. My Tio was to be the can't to get us

but he went saying that he was he was he was I've found.

I'm I'm a boalita in voice Vajita, that she

was all all of cabellos, of cabellos many longed. Tepo

after my parents said that we've done we had been put up to the

doubt, because the legend that I know about that the is that is to be

to get us to get us to the barrancos and this was very distinct for the

why it's the people for the he's to give to my

primita my My mother now live there. She came with us. And, although they've passed the years, I don't have to go to her house-it. No, to see how it. Hello, community.

I'm very well. It's a good to be able to write you. Since last a month, I've separated my pair of my parents. Now I live alone, in a barrio very very close to my work, in a key, a little bit more than a little, or at least that's what I always I say,

to not think too much in the darkura that's put on the night's. I'll say, that when it's gonna say that when it's gonna be nobody, and the alley can't deserate, like if to all the allude to be astrars to be.

No, there's alumbra, and to be sincere, if, me'd be to be too, to be paranormal, but for the poor people that there, that's just there

that's quite a few people in the the side of the squint of who know what and you know

and you know a thing that's a lot something to notice to another night

in a moment after the once I heard to hear to

the long someone to talk at the red at

the first one one then another and another

like someone were talking after a sometimes passable. Other

to get more time in one. No, I did much importance, but I went up and I'm didn't know

they're not, but they didn't even live in there. Then I asked the lady to the lady

to know to understand my question, until that one the back the

back the back to the question. And is the bigita the rejas. No,

you're that's the local and pass to to the rejas of the the

street. But who is? I asked. She's encugued to be no,

nobody never never to talk with anybody. Evit them to see when she

out of and that you should be you too too. No you do you don't you

know, I'm going to goys to go back to talk so that you're to talker

the first the first that I was for casualid me, I went to

to take to take a while in the night and, and at the window, I lancel to see, a man very delgated, encorbated, with a brago

and the cabal and gray, coming very, very, and then the timbre of the house to the other

back to the person, not per a person, just to talk like if that that was to talk too, my reja,

like if knew that had been that was, always, the night, always with that soft,

a penas perceptible, like if not had a force. I never I never, but every every time that I felt that was

a moment a moment there was a pagon in the Colonia. The the way was completely

oscouras, or even, more more of the first when I was when I was a first

of a rea to some cases more than the other more close and another this time this time my heart started to hear

very hard and finally to go to my reja and I made immobile the the obscurity

me and with much careful me I'm I'm a

two meters to the road to the way so so

so so I'm she she right right right

Her Rostro is visible. The light tenue of the light of the

light and he was in maraud. No he said no he's not

a extrano just I don't see me going to believe

but only he said to my name he he's but

with a clarity that me loh for I I'm I

did the door and not so I I was just in the sillon,

and I was just said his voice more back, more back, almost pegged to the madera,

like if had been the reja and had at the door, at least that she,

he, I don't remember in that moment I did to hear of I, I don't

remember if I took my reja or another more that there another more that I'm

just I'm looking to the night without the enter. Since that night, I've I've

heard to hear the redas in a car. But for some reason, that's

not a that's not me tranquillies.