Relatos de la Noche - Mi Hermana me Ofreció a una Secta (y otras historias de horror paranormal)

Episode Date: September 9, 2025

En este episodio nos adentramos en algunos de los relatos más inquietantes que nos han compartido en los últimos meses: recuerdos olvidados que regresan de golpe en formas macabras, vínculos familiares que esconden secretos paranormales, y errores juveniles que abren puertas que jamás debieron tocarse. Son historias intensas, difíciles de asimilar, pero que nos recuerdan lo cerca que puede estar lo imposible. Prepárense, porque lo que escucharán esta noche quedará grabado en su 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.

I think that that I heard because a past of the distance, I looked to see me and he

he was to go back to my direction. You know, I saw that did exactly what the

same that's the smile a tear, but with dintes black, that thing

was a thing was directly to the window with the same gesture that you're

a story. Very good No, No, No. Nights, community. I'm very much for to be here, to new account, in this space, where we're prepared as always, some of the stories more impactant that we've come yeted. This is one of those episodes

fervoirs that, perhaps, a difference of the anterior, for example, contain stories very difficult to create. Experiences that probably for some, perhaps impossible, but record that we're so skeptical as our experiences propies not so let's let's do you know, so they'll

have never been a new-sacrogyzscheau, because that always can't continue so, that can't continue with this so-saludable septicism. That stories like that we're going to hear a continuation, always they're going to be different,

almost impossible. But if no, if in some moment they've got their own experience, you know, here we're going to hear them, we're going to bea-grasers

if in some moment they're in a moment, they're in protagonists of relato of the night. We're going

in 5, 4, 3, 2. My name Jorge, hello. I would have believed never that

one of your stories were to talk me this form at one

I've got many anecdotas to talkers, but the The lady, that was a shirt of a woman,

of the real, I was in my time when I've seen when I'm five or six years,

and I think that perhaps for that I thought I was I was in a night of those

in the room in the house. Yes, in the ventana. It was a reja

that was a flotante to be out of the house, where I had a covichas and a

almoada, and I used to to be there some nights. One of those madrugas I saw something

that's rare that you're with the same same society and with the skin floja

like if not were a proper. Yeah I've been almost instinctive me

and I got to see to see a thing that going passing

in front of my house I made incorporated to be

that was my I think that that thing I'm I think because a

past of the distance I went to see to my direction and he I'm going to the venter to

the window but the curiosity infantil me made to look a little picture a

little to looker it that could I'm sure, I think I did exactly what the same

that's the a smile Tierna, but with dintes black. That thing

was directly to the window where I was with the same gesture that's in your

story. I don't see in that place. I've moved. That's this city

honestly, is a public rural, but tranquil. The strange

is that just was coming to where I'm going to hear your

history when I can almost I never the moment that

that that that that I don't remember, I was my mind. The

the I'm to sit in a moment to repone just to that and you

you put it you're in my head in the most rarro of all is that I am I'm

but I'm that I'm exactly the same that I see, what I'm a point to

is something confuso, even for me. I don't I can't understand and even the time has passed.

I still still result difficult process it. Let's I'm please that this story

remain in the anonymat. The numbers, places, and details are not are precise, and for

my security I prefer to maintain it. One once that know the story,

they'll understand for the first, I've to be to be my

her man, Sophia, my gemela. We're identical, so that menudo

we're we're confunding our friends, to our masters, and even

our own our own mother once. We're always we're very unied

until we're a preparatory. Sophia, with her character extrovertido never

was always surrounded of people, pretendient and attentions. I, in

the other was the opposite, timid, timid, He was caught and brilliapes as one of the alunas more than popular.

I was more well invisible. Object of burles and of constant bullying. With the time the relation between us commensor to

re-graparge. Tal-veve's, the grita more profound was the day that I sawed my diary,

my diario secret, that's where I confessed my my insecurities and about,

my enomoramoramient for a child of the school, one popular.

A little after She She made She made a relation with him Not was

Noviase What I did you It was That was What I felt like If you

had I'd I'm deliberately I'm Let's I'm That you

That's And that Sofrey And that Sophia It's In real I'm

the changes most inquietant. Sophie, started to relationship with people who people who were still not in the

university, agenus to our school. It was a rar to be to them to inventing excuses

for mom. Travages in equipment, salied to the excuse that my mother

not questionable because when I was mother a little day, and that that would

that difficult that was that was that was that was I also never said, I had a lot of my gemela and to the t'all was another more. Also, I suppose that, maybe, only was to go to the fiesta with them, that in her

rebel-day had had had been amistades of more age. In the school, it was being a little bit more, but in the house, it was more distant and hermetic. One afternoon, the other than a house of a friend, I heard my mother, discussing calurately with Sophia. I I saw the

escaleras and what I saw in the in the piece there was

a table a white belles black sal sparsida a

book was like like other objects and I

don't I were things that mom had found

that she was she was she she was

a the element. Yes, so he said, mirroreding with desprecrow. Never you will be

to understand. I'm the element. And after that he said that he said, and with

a voice extrana, more grave than the usual, I'm I'm,

I'm the element, but she is the that I attack here. If she not

existed, all was different. A disconcertated reaction the only way

that he put, He gave a cachetada and he gritted that was castigated. For much time, I questioned why my mother no said nothing more. Why not he asked a Sophia what was referring to? And only was it limited to prohibit them to leave with friends, he tooked all the permissos

and he ordered that, from that day, I'd want to be in case immediately after the school. Lejos to make a situation. That just so was to perforer her. The attitude of Sophia is even more inquietant, every more reserved, more distant.

Me mirabah with Desden. She'd me with a burl or with a sarcasm that erie, like if I had made a little to provoke her. In the school, meantime, Sophia, I'd runiennosed with that people major and unrecognosable. A-becile in the classes

to go to them, and regressa just at the hour of the the out of the saleida. As if I knew her should be very good-sidooza in case of that mom had to look her. So,

so it transcured what was the preparatory. Sophia was alexand more and

more, not only of me, but also of my mother. The

few times that I did sarcastically and I used to be very grosera. The

major part of time simply me ignored. When it was

the moment to electing university us announced to

the family, he said, you're for his account, that no I'd share it with ushers, and that they had accepted. He gave my mom a card official, firmed, sealed by the institution, and with that,

a month after, parted to her case. Mentiria, if said that no me dole her partied, because, although, a sometimes, it seemed to bea being as well what always had been, my reflexe, my my mitad, a part

of my own, a part of my my own. No, I don't comprehend how it could result to be done simple to borrow me of his life, to try me as if it were the peste. I, in case, I came to our city and I'm a university public to study a veterinarian.

Always me had fascinated the animals, and when I saw that me had accepted, I felt immensely happy. It was a dream of infancy, one that had one that, I've ever had been parted with Sophia,

but that now, converted in reality, me pesable like a record Triste. After that Sophia went, the contact

with her practically disappeared. A sometimes called my mom and I

had to her and I said to the my mom and murmurable words that I don't I'd understand that just

I'd ask you the same year because at least that was I'm that I'm not I'm that I'm more than a species of spectator

I'd always when she was up and she was up and she'd see to me with the eyes totally in black

it was an image terrible that always me caused much fear that me made to start to

with the time my dreams with sophia were very recurrentous. She always was the same. She, in

middle of the clear, ruggeded of symbols in the earth with a little dark,

incated, murmuring words in a language that I didn't know. In the time,

and not me I don't me question, how, that not that I was not that

she was seeing what she had in other part. It was like a vent

invisible me would be to be a more even, like if she

me obligar to presential it. It was something like a desoblament that she had to be to be

obligated. So, and so were some months more while that I had been

for the pesadillas the university and some other things like the

recent ruptura with a emotional and physically I felt very

very very very very gotated after when I was

I had constantly deprimed, and the recentes hechons no help

for a not. And here community, is where me commenced was the

badger the day of the accident I I'm well

I'm quite very I had had started of

the university I had and the avenue was

I remember I heard listening a very very

very when when there when there was a interference

in the music a voice that The first was tenue, but that then was evident, very evident. A voice distortioned, at the

appearance masculine, that said my name between the song. For a reason, the air started to falter me, and, of the avenue, I saw her, I saw it in the banquetta, observing me directly

while I passed. It was a second, a moment. I could have her well because I passed a rapid with the auto, but it was her. I would have recognized in any other. I advanced nervous, thinking that perhaps had been a trap of my mind.

When, de-reepent, more ahead, there's another way, paraded in the banquetta. Only being, I again, the other, I was again, but this time decided

to turn it to reverse the auto. That was my error. In my anxiety, for regressar and to prove that it was she was not a vision, not me figue

that the frened just in the cruise of an avenue. I don't know that I'm the sound of the claxon of a camoneta that me chocked. And in that instant, all black. Silence. My sootos zumbing. No, I remember much more for a lot more for a lot of time.

Cae in coma? Yes, community. I was in coma for more than a month. But no for no. No. I don't feel. Recurrected. I remember that I was trapped in a place where the time no existia.

where there somebs that were around and where that same voice masculine

I repeated my name I'm in the time that I'm seeing

having visions when I had my gemela precede rituals

and using chas with bells and cantical I

always was in the center immobile like my my

proper body had been sent I was I'm

I'm paying and I life's in scapara a little to

a little a new a little a small to a lady, with a vestido of the

reds, resando to figures that no were saints, a figures that were

that were to form and form while I felt that I had that I was

that I'm like I'm like that I'm and

there under those omras between all the visions

that I could I was to hear her. You're the price. Then I saw that the medicals had had been

had been to my mom desperated and she said and other people and other other than

I offered a response although never were a woman strictly religious in this

time he was a fair to the capilla of the hospital he

was over there and and and I was asking to

God because I'm to give that I Confes he said not only for me,

but also for Sophia, that never was present to see me to accompany her, to support, to her supplicas. That abandoner too was decarrava, one of herescent,

and the other agonizing. In one of those visits when something something something strange occurred, the capilla kept in silence absolute, a silence no incomododod,

but a tranquilisadour. My mother he'd Heard in the last line when he said he was

not not difficult and difficultos lent us he felt like someone that was always had

been ever had been in that was a little a

woman disconocid of the most common but with a mind

a big a voice a voice very a voice a your

isn't a woman very very very very he

he he has there there there there but

not for much time my mother should have been

so he was a sure she to explain

he he he said that that that that

that I'm that I had to put attention to

be a little a little the dark, re-enno with herbs caches, a little rogo, and something that

was like a polvo-de-wessor. He indicated to put it above my amuad and to wait. This night, the disconocida came to the hospital

without that didtubier. Entro as if it were a part of my family. Cereau the door of my

bedation with secure and displeglo, what for whatever would have been aeregia, but that

my mother her presencio with much expectativa and with faith. Encended three veils in the corners. I drew a circle of salt and senice around my camera and puttow a quenco on the soil, to whom he puttas of sandre,

of her own ownrower words that my mom no record, because she resched in silence sustaining a rosario. Although, I trembled, although it was strange for her, something,

something, something he said that that ritual not was not a only form to save me

I thought in my I felt something I changed my misadiers as a

as a wind inviible and violent barriara that me was

a man that was to be to be a good and it's aubes of the

heart over in the pecho like if my heart recordara the that I'm

a a sophia of the right to see his eyes disorbitated

the voice in a great a friday extended his

hands as desperate to me but the substance

of that was a little a little a

last that my gemela was there was a

ravi in the rous a not was human. I sent a tyrone violent in my

stomach. Like if a cord invisible so rompired into me. My body

was over the same time, a force carid that no provenia me,

me and I had to up me to get to get what I

remember, a little last time, a larid that was a hogo. And just

in that moment, the I felt a lot, frio, the peso, the the peso real.

I don't know how time passed, but I know that a rato after that that's a ritual,

I've been the medical. The medical they were a miracle, but then my mom

me told all of someone had wanted to give me to a and even

I was I don't think I didn't I'm not even I thought

that I was my my other the middle. Passed on the years when we knew we know

we knew nothing to her. His calls had ceased after a

time. His messages had disappeared and my mother

and my mother, and decided to go to her and

she opened, an door horrible and the immediate

into the the house to the room to

find so for to encounter with his major bestadilla.

Sophia I'm in the soil without with the rostro palid and an expression

that my mom describes as a don't know the position of

the body with the arms extended and with the hands

very much was very very were very the things and the

same on the mess and in the soil. Bellas. Much of bellas black and rojas consumed as almost disappear.

Figures talled in madera. Figures with eyes vacuous. Others with forms

distortionated. Libros abirtos and shritos eligible. Amuletos colgando of the muebles

between those cadenas and little fragments of the whole the environment

was a very pesado. according the authorities was a suicide no all year no all year

signos of violence external, nor evidence of other person there between his

pertenances found out of and that added you more a situation sofia never

went to the university as he said between his papers

his epitacor extra are all their pertinence a culto the rituals

the the promises that had made and the most desolator that I had been offered as part of a pacto every line confirm about what my pesadillas had insinued during months

the accident my coma all had been part of a plan part of something that was written that day I I was pretty

that I was a realor absolute that no we had discovered who was of what was I was Sophia not only

my reflego my gemela was someone that had had had been

his own his family to the forces that not could

not find and I thank I thank you I'm

that the same that that is that that

back to that even even even I can feel

the the day of the day of the entire It was

much frio a despite that was a time the

day of the year of the time of the time to the real

the fact that we're that we're we're I still

I had many I still I didn't and the

days after after after we're while my mom during my coma. My mother's alegrow to see her. I wanted to know her.

She made her pass, inevitably. The theme of Sophia came in the conversation. The lady, the Brouca, Brouca Buena, or I don't know how to call her, me mirro fissioned, and with a voice firm, me said, Your sister, Sophia, was the that I had entrugart as a friend. Everything was planed. The ritual, the symbols, the accident,

all were to seal the pact. But something impeded that the Pago is to be able. The deeded-in-a-acto no tolerated retrasos, and excuses. For that she paid in your place. Sophia, she not is alive because the entity the reclaimed. You survived because your vincoled with the life and your force, blocker on the sacrifice. No, was the ritual that I did. That's just

simply helped to you could you but that that was that was always in you

from you since community a sometimes I'm a few a few a

a few she's a very very close it's as she

she was more present not not not not

never but when it I'm I'm a when, when I see a front of a spejo,

I think a parable in my eyes that I'm I'm in my eyes. I'm not through the

in the time. In the nights silencius when I go to the eyes,

I'm I'm back, I'm murmuring words or orations that I

don't think, with the punions against the hand. And for a instant

I'm that there is a distance between us, that we We are we sometimes a

olor of herbs chemad in my room or I hear of a soundable saying my name. Like all the

gemelos, my hermany and we're we're still, we're we're all for ever

I'm I'll ever and that me aterra. Thank you for having yet this point

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story more this night. Good nights, Goodnuches, Community. I'm that you

want to be going to do the loco, or think that I'm the I'm not even inventing. But,

of the same way I'll go to tell, in special for that other young to commit in the error that

I've got to live in Halisco. My number is Andres, and when I was

a little young, was a very septic. I don't think in nothing paranormal,

nor in phantasas or in apparitions, and much less in that the game of

the Uiha were a way of a way to communicate with the friends, my biggest

Amos of my same Ed were very creetientes in all this and they were telling stories.

They said that we need to investigate places and that some day we'd we'd

have been a new we're we're in the investigators of the paranormal

most famous of Mexico. I, as always in all, I was

I'd know the feel the but in my interior I'm was trying to In fin, one

a night Juan went to we're a lot of we're something that was a

table of the whiffa. Confieso that I felt a scalofrio but I did not

more importance to the I had mentioned, I don't think in that.

Juan insisted in that we're in a place where there

had spiritus. In that that moment no not he He also said that he said that would say that woulder say we're

only going to get heraldasurer's. In Halisco, specifically in Guadalajara, there's a market where they're all related to the occultism, adoration in the Santa Mewart, lecture, lecture of cards, etc. What a better place to get one of those veredores, no? Sure, we'd have to buy them in any other tient, but we'd want to be something more

to the paranormal, according to our thinking. At the day next, very time. Marcus and I we went to a

much to get to buy this market and we're there a first thing

of the first thing of the story. At the moment to enter a

young a little when we came to her and we did

a money me said no play with those

things not don't they don't they can they can

be repenting the the scalof the I saw

the the The only thought was, "'Behaja-loca. I did the "'Welter to get to "'Markas. We bought the velouras, "'and, at the

"'seller, and, at "'you know, we had a "'webunned, we asked, "'and we went to "'and we went to "'inmediateau "'You're gonna' "'At you?

"'At Pantheon of "'Mesquitain? "'In serious, "'Stas, loco?' "'And he rapidly with a voice burlona, me contested. A-puck you know,

that you don't think you know that you do not to go to do you? Well, well,

let's, let's be different to play in a panteon if in reality the paranormal

no exists. We're to that a pantheon, a place that day impone respect,

but of night, the night is another world. The parades, altas, coverters

enredaderas, the sculptures of angels and virgins, with the rosters with the time,

all the all of the atmosphere and melancholy. Cabe to be to make that the panteon

was open to the and we were round and the stumbas, leading

names, and feches graated in the lapidas. It was like in the

time, imagining the people that were people that were under the ground.

De-pronto we know that the sun commenced to be occulted and that the employees of the panteon were to

start. We're we're in those mausoleos grandes for that the guardia of security

not us saw it. We're we're just more than a half hour only listening

the echo of our own own the sound of the city that were

from from until that came the night. So, it

only he was a light the was covered of musgo and lichens, and the cross

of the earth oxidated is inclined to a point to get. There he, Juan ensued the

ballators, creating a circle of light parpadeante around the aroma cera quasel

with the water humida, a flores marchitas, with the color of Panteon,

weocam the table over the tomb, with a time, with the flowers

that were the adornable, we know we did you that we took the one of the other

three, sentient the frio of the metal in our dead, and he

indicated simply to say I'm I'm I'm I'm well,

but I'm I'm I'm said a question. There there

in this place with we can we want to say something,

the first no that never I'm and even

I even we're just we're just here. I said that this

no exists. But I asked, there is there there's here that's

there there that's someone who remember? Recurred that I said that

I was that I remember you did the initial of this relato that

that was that was I was I'm saying for the

because after that question that There was a response, but no he came to the table. A voice that was

that was sure, he was out of the tomb. In that moment the three we got up to goltraps and the table of the soil,

without importar, and we started scourgible to get overed to the first barred at the door from the

door, treasasasas and esquivando cruces. To get to the barda, we'd to scale more easy.

We found and we rinked the three with the adrenaline atop but it was like some us hauled to down, like if a force invisible not us would never be able to a piece very

a feeling a feeling that something that something that was a point to docenting to we're just we're back

I'm back I'm trying I'm feeling the asphalt free behind my hands when I detrace

back was with a respiration agitated and the eyes full of terror

and for ultimately he's he I'm back on me when

when he said to me he said he he was that he

we we're we're we're we we're we're on

the banquette inconsient he was he's psalid he

had the eyes as like if he How I trembled my hands when we

called to our parents? We said that we're we're going in the ambulance. The ambulance came to

the sirenas yor'n' that night. The hospital civil was very close to that panteon.

With the heart in the garganta we've seen how put a Juan in a camilla.

We asked what had passed. We said we're simply that we were just we're

just that's we We didn't want to tell what we had heard and much less what we were doing. We thought that for us we were going to

make in problems. If they were really what we're doing there, it would have been even more. Juan felled with the

head. This goal he provoked a period of memory temporal. No, he was nothing of the

succeeded. And to us also also not we had made the culp so that

for nothing us they were to have them and it was a time and even it was

to be to get to be a little we're we're we're

we're soceded so I'm she I'm a sound

in the house in the house was I'm was I

thought I had had had had happened that

I'm right I went to the room I

very clearly a one a a little, a little. A little, a

little that was very real, no, he had a fact that his his hair

he covered the car, a past that had put a capisone. Even

so my first impression was that was the real, until that I put a

attention, until that I that I that had something really that,

and I just that his her only her and it seemed

to be like if it was a down of the water I

kept I'm I'm I'm because simply see it

provoked terror when I recuperer the mobility and I

heard I was getting in a risa I hurried despor

to my court when when I started to calm me

to relax a little son my cell was

Marcos was very nervous he He said that I've heard something in the house

me he said in the obscuridad he saw something with a clearity

me described a little a little first and

then burlando he he described like the same

the same the same that I had to hear to hear to

hear of to hear to hear or to hear things. First,

it was with Marcos and with me. Then, also with my mom, that saw, the little

after she appeared to my woman. Geree a point in that was that were

that were things that were in solas, the lights that were and they

were fos, that were that we had to come what we had been

that we had done that we've done that was something

was His mom commented that something had been with the Panteon. Something that not was of this world,

yeah, something that was a little and much much less good. I know how he did,

but finally my mom contacted to a medium, who said that we had been

we have been we have you've you've to be you're to be you

you're you're you're an part of this pass to this

plan, intest that are permanently at those she. She affirmed that a

spirit maligno us had had enlaced with us and our families.

We gave amuletos and then we said to a father that if could

go to go to go after years after after

after the visit of the medium and the bendition of the sacerdote

the activity disminu to almost and disappear. But we don't know if it was

thanks to them to the amuletos or simply that we're to get used to live with that's

that's just that's we're not we're just that's just that was more that's

that we're we're going that was going to the house but

he never not he never was never ever until the

the only sure is that our The lives never They've ever They've ever

To be As far As of the night From that started to It's a time

With the Ganes of something really paranormal No know when We can

We can We're We're We're To get to the Panteon That's

we've We've been to We're If we my experience serves as example For the

other Not Commet the Other We're We're We're

We're We're I've been fulfilled with to tell her. I've heard all the nights. Since

much I've heard many and many times that I've had been attributed to the imagination.

I like in the stories paranormal, but it's different one that has

been more more more more than as a little

in a movie to a terrible. Good nights community

and again many much thanks for to hear me.