Relatos de la Noche - Los Espíritus del Metro Indios Verdes (y otras historias de terror)

Episode Date: November 14, 2025

Escuchen el episodio completo de 7 HISTORIAS DE CASAS EMBRUJADAS que grabamos en vivo en la Semana del Podcast de Amazon Music aquí: https://music.amazon.com.mx/podcasts/307779d1-f989-46b9-a3a9-f78388a79be6/episodes/d11ae1c9-423a-4200-b3e5-e9a9ff9ad567/relatos-de-la-noche-7-relatos-de-casas-embrujadas-en-ciudad-de-m%C3%A9xico?ref_=dmm_brd_pgr_mx_plc_osm_ig_exc_com_evr_RDLN_ En este episodio nos adentramos en algunos de los temores más profundos que esconde la vida cotidiana: los pasillos del metro, las casas aparentemente tranquilas y los caminos rurales que conocemos de memoria. Tres personas, desde rincones muy distintos del país, comparten experiencias que nunca pudieron explicar del todo… encuentros que parecían imposibles y que, sin embargo, dejaron una marca que todavía cargan consigo. Una psicóloga recibe una visita inesperada que parece seguirla más allá de la puerta de su casa. Una joven que viaja diario por Indios Verdes descubre que no todas las presencias del andén pertenecen a este mundo. Y desde Yucatán, un testigo narra lo que encontró en el monte una noche en la que la oscuridad cayó demasiado rápido. Son relatos distintos, pero todos hablan de eso que a veces se asoma desde la otra orilla. Eso que aparece cuando menos lo esperamos. Prepárate para un episodio que se queda contigo… incluso después de apagar la luz. — 📖 Ya puedes conseguir nuestro libro en librerías físicas y digitales. Búscalo en tu tienda favorita o sigue el enlace para México: https://www.amazon.com.mx/Relatos-noche-Uriel-Reyes/dp/6073836201/ España: https://www.amazon.es/Relatos-noche-Novela-Uriel-Reyes/dp/8410442205/ Chile: https://www.buscalibre.cl/libro-relatos-de-la-noche/9789568883270/p/64600265See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Let's go to ask you the opportunity to hear the we're in a zone

very rich in histories and in legends so I invite to get to get

to get to these stories of chas embruchas and

they're listening relato of the night or the community me

my name and I'm a few I'm a death of my Tia Clara. She was the

ultimate in living in the house of my abelos, and when she was the house was quite

completely and it was a building of a new thing around for a place it's embrough. Now,

full of herbs creasidas that only were in a corridor of the house.

No, I was not far the canals. I've had and to care

to care to keep there and I found out of and we're and we're we're

the things. I think that would only one or two nights.

All always was very in order so that I

thought to go to more more more night was

a and not because that not for the silence that

the type of that is that still in the other

so a person ageno. So, there were the grills, a perro lexan, and the

wind collandos for the rendijas of the windows of the window.

I was on the I was I'm I'm in the corridor around of the

house, passos and and many arrestrated and and

maybe not me they're to believe, but they're exactly

like the pastos of my Tera, with her a footer mal, when

I'd walk in the nights to revise that all of the thing. I thought that was my imagination, that was

suggestioned by going to a place for a lot of a year and nothing more, but the second night

was the same. Only that this time, the passos not were to give you all the

whole this night. This night, the pastos were a moment just afuer of

the window just to out of the window. I was trying to move I don't me atreve to not even to work that there was

someone I'm just I came with the cobiha to the naris listening how after a rato they were the third night I decided

not to doormire me well I want to think that I did I'm the truth is that in all

that's not I'm going to do you to do this but I just I'm sat down

in the hall, recordando, jugging with a lantern apagad in the man. The house crugia

like always, until that I heard this very clearly the chirrido

of the door tracerer abriending not was a great, no

was an animal, was the sound precise of the trava and

and the madder and the I was I was I turned to the light and I

had nothing the door was a never I'm I'm

every every and I'm and everything was intact I kept a good

I'm I'm to get to the time for the morning

I'm I'm I'm I'm to around the house. They were

gullas discalsas markers of the Lodo, like if someone had come had gone

to get to get rid and then never to the door of the house and there

were they disappeared as had been not I'd never to get to

another night in this night there, and even even I knew

that I'm really doubt that was that was manifesting, even if

it was a hear like she were really his phantasm

I'm I'm to get to get to get with the house I'm

I'm back to the city to the noise in the street and

maybe my story would more interesting but I

don't I try to get to get to

even I hope this little relato. Well, community,

to the next history we've titled the house and we

send him he's he said, and he said the next.

Hello, Community. Let's want to what we passed a couple of

when my wife and we decided do one of the

one of the pastos more the one of our business. We're

not we're Simply, we had soarred during years, and when we finally we had the opportunity,

we'd we've done. We've used in a department little in the Narvarte, of those that are more

in the photos internet. It was beautiful, yes, but you didn't cabians.

Yeah we had in the idea of a family and we had more space,

a place, a good, that could be able to that were really our after the

after mezes we've got we've got a casita inistakalco no was modern or much

less loggosa but it was something that we're that we know I could be

exactly that it was that was that oldia a

house that I'm I'm a house a particular patio

and a the time very beautiful. And I think for that we're we're

very much it's perfected for us the first women were felices

agotadores but felices we're we need we're we've we've

never had enough we've received our families and we're they're

all all all even but from there there

there details little but that were they started to call our attention.

The first time we're that in important how times we're the door of the

recamara always ame andre abirta not to par in par not completely

abirta only only interabirt like if someone would be to come

to come in the madugada like to see we're we're we

we're we're we're we or that the mark was chueco, as it was with casas old. My pair even

put a little secure for into those of those to avoid that's over but not it's not

it was not a night we'd we'd almost the same time, as a sound,

it was a minute, it was four of the morning. I'm the I'm sure perfect because

I'm going to see the reloog and there was the door, abirted other

once in that same angle exact of always. No we've not just we're

not more, the silence of the madrogada. It was inquietante

but we did not give the importance but then then the

olor an odor a madera that was only in

the madrogated not not was not the house

it was like trajera of some point specific and then disappear. We'll look it all the stufes, the installations electric, the movels we don't

we find anything. And then, the ventana. A ventana of the passillo that always we'd have with a secure before to doormir and that without,

it was to ammeneer abirta. No, made abirta, not was about rota, ammenecy abier as if someone had

dislokeated from from the endro. Of her even we've changed the security for one new thinking that

the anterior was done but it didn't do anything. At the we were nervousos

as many people with something with something has been no that's that risa

was apgando the sensation that started to grow

not of the movie. It was more being that incommodididid

silen that is still in your routine. Like if someone more

was there was there. But without most not much a

day talking with the people we not we not we every

every we were they were changing to they simply

they're saying, ah, yeah, the house of they're not

more. It's like those stories where they say that they're spantan or that nobody durer much time in that house. Simply evitabyevite to talk to her. Until that one

senior Lupita me was in voice a day, just outside of our class. Platicando the two when my partner not was never, like if something

that would say that was a thing. In that case there was an incendio my ho. As she had many years.

They've got to pay almost all, a time, but... There's a woman. Dissue a newrower. Dicen was in the recamara principal, the that was the patio. For that nobody from here wanted to buy her. For that's so it was so much to spend it. The lady.

The lady, but as a woman, but as who recalls, without adornos, with drama. And, after that, all took a matis different. Every night, when we heard the

Ligero click, or we'd seeing the door to open to exactly the same hour, we could we avoid to imagine that it was she'd be there, that something that wasa

there, repetiento the movements, reviving the same madrogated in the that he per die the life. No,

we never. No, there was sombras coming and apparitions spectrals. But the regularity, that was

the most perturbable. It was like if someone stilled a guion that we could see, a madrugat without a bit of why, my partner got to

the gulfe and me said, yeah, and yeah. Seconds after, the door was exactly

exactly like always. We're still we're in silence and moveern us. The olor a madera

that It was like a rafaga. The ventana of the passillo called with a clack at the brisked, and no, there was. Never thought we'd move

us, at least not of immediate. The house was our house was our own, and we'd we'd learn to live with that.

It was a manasse, it was a presence, it was a routine. And with the time we'd just

to close the door of the recamara. of some it was a more to start us

to be able than simply just to just to just to just she was

a woman penando not so was only an energy trapped

in the repetition of the other the only that's that

that that never was never was really was

really and that every every same hour, something in her still

still in like if I'm trying to this time this time it's a different. Thank you

for listening my story. Community, this that you have to hear

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thank for the opportunity that we're to have been with

many of you and we we're we're that we

now. Now, now, we'll pass the episode of this night. It's a good to be able to

be with you this night, and I'm really I'm hope to find you, and if that is the

case, that's that you get a little in the stories. Recurred

that the terror is a good pretext to escape, even even for

a moment of the problems of the out of we're we're we're

different between the day of today, so I think there a little for all, and I'm sure that this will be one of those episodes that will be able to finish.

Maybe, do you know, do they're in their dreams. Apaguen't the light and let's take it. Yeah, it's a relato of the night. Hello, I'm Paula. No, I do scribes this type of things, but a few months in a pass to something that I still not able to understand. I'm psychologist, and I confess that I've heard about it. the night, but only to relax me.

Never has been credent of the paranormal, but this experience, no I'd know to explain to other way. All right. All right. All right.

A kid, a child, called Kain. His parents had been led to therapy because had problems to socialize. It was reserved,

calliado, and a sometimes I'd be to live in their own world. But every bit he cost more.

Every time was more serious. The few people that had had been had been during the first

time about. He sat down and he he had a question, me respondia with a

word or two but we went to we went to talk about her school his companions,

his and even his parents said that in house was being being

to get to get to get us to get to get to a

time. He said did this something that I came very very without imagine what would be

after. No I'm going I'm going to he said he asked if I'm a lot of

no, contested, only no I'm not I don't know because I'm used because I'm used to

we're going to we're the next week we're going to do some exercises for that could get to

get more and rending more in school I remember that I was happy despidying

with a smile and I'm sure that was the first that was the first I'm

I'm really really that I'm that night I'm to get a back to

get a good day that we had been that we're we're

he'd and he was a while he was I'm he took

a long I'm I'm I'm the through the time you

took the timbre there out, in the reja of the garden.

Then I heard and my spouse to say, I'm good good news.

There was a pause. Yes, good nights. She, he was

to say it, like if was to say, I was not I thought, and

I'm worried, and I keep backh and I when I asked

when I was, a man, she said, I'm said, she,

she, she, I I had a vestida rarrow, almost like if were a Katrina. With a vestido rogo and a sombrero rojo also, as

were a fiesta of disfaces. I asked if he had said if he wanted to or if he he left some a recad.

And me he said that no, that only he was just got a moment, and then

then it was I don't do any of importance. I think only me I'm reed, because,

my My husband me He said and he said, a second a scene that we had had been to

we've got to get to the thing. Exactly one a second after I saw,

back to come to get a different, he's sent to me with the

arms encogied. I asked, how I've had seen, if

had been maybe more, and he said, she no me she noj

much, he said, he said to me he said, I'm I'd refer to her mom, but no. The

"'The lady, she said. The signora, that live in the Paredes, is she enohad. He said that he was he'd be able to

talk to the nights, that he waspertable to ask her to get to get to the patio. According

she, she metia for a grita in the the page, and a bit of the

time when were the when they were the mother about that she thought that maybe had

seen a a film or is using her imagination. The she said that I've seen that's a story,

that's the year ago about a friend that was a man that's me that's a little

a tap a a big imaginary. When I asked to me she was

her her her she said that was a woman of a shirt

and he he said he could do you I did you did it that I

did you that not necessary and is that as you imagine when he said

how he said, I'd do a scalbo free of just imagine

it. I don't see if was a coincidence, but in that moment

I kept without I'm that the time that I'm

in the thing that's a woman, I'm not a minute, but a Sometimes me I say

that I'm that that's more beautiful, and then he's

she's not a question, that she that's that's I'm back to

that's I'm to change to but I cost it to

continue the session. Two months after the two

years, they're they're that they're having had been problems economic

and that they were they're more and not knew

more of to do. A sometimes I think in him, in how

just when he started when he was going to all, all it was all the whole,

I don't know if the woman of red stuff was a coincidence, or if there was

a very rare there, but I kept the the my mind, for more real that

I know that is, and more absurd that it's and every I

hear that I hear the they talk to the I hope that's any other I'm not she. I'm called Isla.

I'm a San Pedro Shalostok in Nekatepec and I'm afician in the center of the city of Mexico. I've been doing the same recurried all the days. I'll go to my house when all is too is too in the cumbia to Indios Verdes and, and then the metro. Between the same my life is that. The rio of the traffic, the loror of gasoline,

agraza, the filetern to get to get to the transport, the multitude that seems to start all the same time. Who we we're just we know that

the metro is another city, one that starts to move before the morning, there's people that's just

justiomando on the other, with the head recarged in the minute of the phone's puttons. I'm just

music or some podcast to make more a wayager the time that's that morning

was like all the at the less, it was also. It was a frio. A frio, a rarer, sec, like if it was more a time

at that hours one one feels that the air of down to the river and it's to get to the

gusos, no, they can't that I think that I'm a good, and the hand to the

end of the end end, and I'm waiting the convoy. The place was there was

a man mom. There was people that just had been able to move the arms, but I always I'm attention to some people, for not to feel that only we're just a mass. A my side, a senior

with a canasto of tamales, I think. She was abriending pass or pittling permission. Detrace of me, a group of youngs,

I'd talk about meoddard. Enfronted, a man tried to learn a periodical of the afternoon, of those with the courted,

all normal. But I saw some more. a various meters of me. I don't know I'd say to how I did because with

a lot of one doesn't know that but of my eyes saw that was a figure

that was a woman very high to be a me immobile medial I know

more a meter 90 that's it's impossible to not not to know

it the the the cabo he had a back a

back a I thought to be completely lacy and and a obscure, and used a vestige very long, of those that that are almost not see, like those who use the people

or of other time. And the more rare is that no was she moved. While all they were little passes or were to open to

open to space, she was firm like a statue, like if all they were they were they'd they'd

they'd get her and they'd put down to they're they're not real At the first I thought that maybe she felt a

mal or that was distracted, but then I noticed something that made me fear. The people seemed to pass her too nearer, rosandola, and she no reactionable, no movement, no intent for equilibrium, nothing. I kept seeing it, trying to

understand if it was a person or if I was being bad for the light or for the I was a little bit the head in my direction. Apeness one centimetres, like to put his o'iddo to me, sufficient for that I

had been seen that me had heard. But to me, for what? They'd say, if all was full of people, but I

felt that had had done a presence, or that I had noted, I know. It was a sensation rarisima,

but I sent me connected with me. Like when when you observe from you can't see how you

know how you know it I'm a feel like the face the in the face it with a

mind that I'm to look at the car and I'm thinking that was looking something that I'm

in my box. In that moment he's heard the rumy of the

tunnel the people began to get to more to get to push

to move to move to a one I'm I'm

I'm to advance to when the sensation, regress, that

that's a sensation of that someone was in the woman, the sent you're

the side of my left, I'm and now there's the same

woman, but in the other extreme of the end, now just front of me.

For a second I think that I thought that I'm that was another

person, but no. It's the same altitude, the Only that now me mirabed directly and

I was onryia, a smile a little, contained, that was making more grand conformed me mirabah. Then he went to the man, and then he saluted, a man very delgated,

palid, casi whesuda. I don't know what I said. No, I was sure. And even so, for reflex,

I'd give me the salute. I don't know because I did. I suppose, I thought that if she'd respondia, I'd have to

do it, I'd be able to see a I'm in I'm in a lot. That's

a smile more more happy than I saw that I saw that there was there was

there like it not in the rest of the place. The light

black horrible of the station rebutable in the the person,

but not in it was like it was like if was like if someone

had had had gone the saturation of the image,

I was in black and black and while she began to move the hand to move the man to

my right, to the end of the end of the end. It was making to

sound a carcajada a muda. I I saw the direction of the

man and I saw the I just I heard I was I'm heard the

sound like the body with the metal the rechinar of the

frenos the echo of the tunnel someone had had caught to the

way's, or they had been haven't been haven't no I'm know the I'm super

in this moment. The multitude started, make sure to make a conductor to the motor to

make sure, a man who had done to help to help the car I can see

how the convoy, and the light of the light and the air is to the air to learn of

the rannable there, and above, gritted to the door. I had the body completely torsied,

and the sanded to the soil of the views. Some were to help. Others

only were paralyzed. And I all that all the view to the woman of the

belo, but I don't be there. I don't remember well, I'm

I'm in getting with the hands and the hands held more free

than never. I've revised what money I'd I was trai. For

Surted me to look a taxi, and when I I went to I went to the way in a whole of the

carver only made for the retrovisor and said me be able a that's

that I said, I said, and I said, but I had got to

to tell what I had seen, I was all the day in the time

I'm just I'm in the woman, not in the other,

in the woman of the velo, in how I had mired, in the carcathada in the moment exact in that he signaled to the

horizon just before that someone came to get here. No, I wanted to tell to nobody. Who would

believe? All me to say that had been the impression or that my mind mixed the

things with the but the day when I went to I'm back

back that's free in the air, and I did I did it

to be out of out of the other, without, to the and then. Between the multitude

for a second, me seemed to see her a, alt, immobile,

with that little over the face, so much transparent to see her

a look, and I, I was a open, and when we had been,

not been, or maybe never was a little, a little that this woman not

was saludant. That was maybe advertiedn't of a or waiting to

I'm a more to the end of that I tried to talk to get to get to

the normal I'm quite, I'm nothing all the day but only

I just want to get to get to and I saw you I'm coming to

something before to go ahead to get to work and that's

never coincidens and when I I go normally and she went. Me surprised to see her

and the luncher to a lunche to a long I'm I'm sure I'm asked,

I've had gone. I know why, but I felt the necessity

to to tell to the day earlier. He did I see that

that woman in the multitude until how I saw

I said, and saying just before that someone

to be incagear to the Fias. My papa he was in silence all the time. No, he said, he asked, if I was sure.

Only me heard, only me when I was he said, he said, that no me arthur,

that that's up that you can't explain, but that that's not saying that not reales,

as what we can't be, to come, I think, I thought, that I was to calmarm me,

but then me He told to something, something that he had seen a much time. It was in 2007, he said,

also in Indies Verdes. He set out of his work near the central historical, and he had to gore

to get to get to the last he was tired and he could get to get to the

wagon. When he went to the time, it was a night, the

station was practically was a and it was a pured because had to

to get to get a convict, and then more tardy, but just when he went to three people parked at the border, a

young, a young and a police, the three were looking to the tunnel. He also also was

detoved with curiosity because I don't think that they were being, he asked, what was he the man,

the man, he said that a loka, a woman very rarer vestida as as before, she

had vented to the way but that no it was a normal, but he

despacito, like floating. He said that he and the lady and they were

to get on the rieles and that after the dark to the

tunnel. My papa no he thought that was a a

problem or that had seen bad or that the police

also was a nervous. He said that he'd be a arcares to to revisit, that if were a person

and have been the person, or the gritty to when he said, you know, that they said for radio,

a radio that was that was a current that was my father. My papa was a moment

there with and no he was no, I don't hear nothing, so I'm just a

question, I'm thought, but the curiosity not he got to the

cancancey, so he said good-noches and she went to the road, and he started to go back to the end-in-contrary, the one of the

was made-of-a- and there was a woman paraded to the wall, in the limit of the end-dent, quiet,

vying-o. He said that he he went to the man saludan-lund-o, and that he would

that was that was a that were all those, me said, like a calaver. He went to

and looked at back. He went to the house finally and went to tell us to my mom.

At the day next in the station of the metro he said a lot of talking about

that someone had launched the day's the night earlier, just front to the

last train. My Papa thought that had had taken the

last, but then then was another more and he was

he had the bols, in the young, in the woman of the other and then, in those man of the calaver. She was

avented or she had something to be. He said that if for him had not had ever

to take that line, that he gave me to the first, especially when he went to later,

but that one's a custom and that that's me to happen to be a man.

Cabe to know the history of the woman sonriented of the metro, but this

not she not coincide with the description or the station where it's another thing this is another this is a spectro that's that the station Indios Verdes

There's no here community and a salute to all the people that use the metro in special the station

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good, goodnors Muriel I'd like to tell you you tell you

you just I'm I'm I'm just my name I'm I'm I'm

from you Yucatán of a city of Tisimin known like the city of the

Relyes A few years in my Pueblo, it was in my fire a point of to get a point of to get to

that time that time, as a time we're going to go to my rancho, my friends, Julianne and

Matthews always to get to get to the university to get and I'm at the

time when we're on the rancho we've we've a rifle and a

lamp a lamp a year the air oil a tear mojada but

there a lot agri, like of animal Muerto. At the get we got the animals to the coral,

we gave water and we're going to the area of the abejas. The sunbid was a devil, apagated,

as if even the insects think that something that was very much, and before

to give us the sea, it was a mancha gray in form. In Yucetan

no it's true that time but that night it seemed to fall

to come the a good. Appresuramous the regressorism. Julianne had the two animals that

we castes to come in chachalaka. Mateo cargabbaugh a sub and the rifle. Caminamus

rapid but something we was inquietable. The silence. No, we could hearis,

rannas, viento. In some way we just just we just we just used

our own two kilometers to the people is the busurero. Just when we were getting

We saw Two Hormras Negras Immovili Bago the arbor Grand

that marked the Entrata No They were in Not were Not even Morrow

You know Mewan We're gonna We're gonna We're gonna We're gonna So we're We're gonna

And And when we pass something about about, we're saying. Good night. There was a long moment of silence until a voice ronka, contested. Noches. And a second voice identical, repeated.

Noches. Sono like an echo, but rarro, like a mal-echo. No, they moved in for nothing. No, it was to respirate, they were two statues that only they were there. I tried to

to romper the attention. Well, I've seen this time, no? Another the voice Ronca responded Yes. And the other

repeated, with the same intonation. Yes, it was the skin as a feo,

and then the voice Ronca said, I still I remember with scalofrios. If want,

passen to take a tolito salado. And the other, And the other, And the other little bit more A dolly-salado

Salado. Julianne, in a bromom, said that but Matteo and I did not do you, and then the

first of the figures spoke to again, here, is our casita. And the

other repeated a word for a word. No, we were we've got we've got

the aliento, and and soon to the light of a lot demolorous of a

was a bicycle. It was a man that was carrying leon. Sinavis, he was to get to get her in Maya, insults,

maldicing, grittando with ravia like if he wanted to us. The two figures

started to bring to but not as people, but not if their bodies not were horses,

salted retorcied to gettersed to get to the the vassurero. The

old was he cameo and us he was not they don't people, not they're

that they're at luches. but not the good that they that they're not that they're that they're

there's just that they're that they've we've done not we've not we've got not we're going to

go back to work for some we're not and and while he said he's

he's put up the sub the trap that had had left that

but he had been a way a way a window in the earth

like if something it had We're castraining. We're going to the Lord,

agredicits, and I'm listening to his stories, but just when you get to the entry of the

town very dark, the light of her bicycle perpadeo, it was and of we just got

to get to where it. Only the the oil that was that was the air.

That night the grilles were on the can't come to I'm back to

the to the day-to-sertrecer and when I pass for the basurero of the noche, Ivito to look to that. Thanks for reading my story. A salute from Yucatan.

A salute from Yucatan.