Relatos de la Noche - Turno de Medianoche (y otras historias de horror)

Episode Date: January 6, 2026

En este episodio de Relatos de la Noche, la madrugada se convierte en el escenario donde algo empieza a fallar. Voces que no deberían escucharse, turnos nocturnos que se salen de control y presencias que aparecen justo cuando nadie más está mirando. Historias enviadas por personas que vivieron experiencias difíciles de explicar, ocurridas en casas antiguas, pasillos de hospital y habitaciones donde la soledad abre la puerta a algo más.  Apaga la luz y acompáñanos. Porque hay noches en las que el silencio no significa que todo esté en calma… solo que algo está esperando. — 📖 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/64600265  See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

The other Infirmerner was to see where that had been that really that's a coming from a

room, in a zone of the hospital where only had been with the eyes on the eyes, labrimas

of fear, and terror, labrimas for what he had to see. Very good nights,

community. We've the year with stories impactants with entices and manifestations for some difficult to create, for others, part, lamentable

of their experience of life. If you can be sceptic, still, felicities, I hope that you can't see that that not that obliga to believe to believe in something that you'd existia. That not the next protagonist, but someone will be, of Relatos,

of the Night. Hello, Relatos of the Noche and Community. My name is Gabriella. Gabriel, I'm 21 years and study medicine general. This relato not so atterrador as much of those that Uriel is usually to tell, but for me, that I lived in carnet propia,

was one of the experiences more perturbators of my life. I live in Monterrey with my papas, but my abuelitos live in the city of Mexico. Acheon time I've got to have to beaer there, because I'd realize

my service social and, and also to help us because both are people major. The house of my abuelos is quite an old

they're when they were castes it's a very peculiar a level complete is full of escalers

another is where you find the apartments and the kitchen in the part of

the apartment was the part of the part of the important for what I'm to tell

a continuation a day a day the same of the table to the table

there was all there was all I had no one nightsees until the 7.5 or 8 of the night. As I not wanted to distract me and forget the rope, I decided to get me there, waiting to terminate the lavator.

In that my abolitos me gritted from down to go to eat. I went with them and then I went to the soothea. Passed some minutes when I heard clearly that someone was called. Bella, back, for favor.

The voice soned like a susurro. But no I did much importance and I began again. When I asked my abelitans, but both I said that no me had been spoken. I was insisting because I was completely secure of having heard my abode, the same that they always use them with me.

My abolita then said something that still the day of today me he has been thinking. And if you're very to not to answer, never respondes, and you say, you know when you're saying that that way you give a permission to the spirits of your mind, to your

body. I tried not to think more in that and I went to do it up. This this was I put odyphonous to not to distract me. The lavator termed but as the secadour failed, I, I sawed the rope to tender in some cables that had in the sotea. While I'd callag the rope with the music puttta, I thought to hear the voice of my my abuelos, at the long. Well-a, well, the last one, it was not like a gritty of an

auxilio. I quit the odhiphon's the gulf and I was he corriending. When I entered to the abutational, both were dormitled,

tranquill, like if nothing had occurred. I paged the lights and I went to to convince me to comeencerns to

that all was in my head, that was suggested for what he said my my

abuelita or something. I put the audiphoners, and I'd admit it. I subed enough to the volume to the music. I continued colding the rope and when I almost I'd hear something different. This time, no came out of out of it.

It was a voice, a little of my a little bit more clear. The voice repeated one and other once every more strong, like if me was regaigning. At the final of every phrase I was a soltable a ricita, burlona, but aterrador.

Intented ignore her. I went to batheed, and then I went to bathe, and then I went to do not the worst. Me, I was there d'Ombia around the 8th of the night. Desperty the next, I had things to do out all the day, and I started. But never imagined how much. When I went to the court, my abuelitos me arraser so much that I didn't why.

I asked what was about and me said that no me found and I didn't know his

preoccupation until that I knew that were a Marches that were at the

three and a time. My abolitos, my papas, my tios and

my primos were completely preoccupated and I all parts,

asking to all the people for me and I had

disappeared I had no was in my No, not in the house, and, for supposed, that,

that also had out of the simply, simply, simply not exist I did not even, while I thought I'd

had been in any other. Until the day of today, I know what was what happened really, maybe it was

a failure in the reality that only I lived, but that voice, that voice me made

to feel a scalofry different to any other fear that you had you felt before or after this. Who Who was? Or, better said, what was?

Much thanks, Uriel, if you decide publicar this relato. Good night, community. I want to share you a personal that lived in many years and that, until the day of today, still being one of the moments more, of really,

more atterradorers that I remember. My name is Elie. I'm a new friender, and this occurred in the year of 1991 in a hospital of the Occident of Salvador. Preferred not mention the department exact for precaution. They were around the 8th of the night when I finished one of my rounds and I went to the area of emergencies. In one of the vancassie, a woman accosted and me asked me to see if

needed something. It was an inciana very delgada, with the cabello large, completely blank. His arrugas indicated a year a lot of advanced, but there was something that really the attention. I used

a sandalias very altas stalunated a type of that not common in someone of a

time. He was a woman more young I asked to her they needed and me

said that they were they were a radiographia to be a old I'm

I'm I'm I'm I'm I'm I'm I'm I'm

not you they're not to pass various hours At the middle night,

I was in the time of turn to receive a call of the person and I'm a point of

a patient in the area of the area was just right to the sector of the

area where was the old both basiions were only

by a corridor the cubical had and the windows

and there two the other than the other person encargeted of the limpeas and I Neve to

the process we'll hear of a sound no it was like I had heard heard I've heard

it was a root utural profound very very very something something

something that's very much more that all we're quite that we're trying

to identify to identify to find one of the The other than the other woman was going to the

area of medicine, Senoras. Mined then, to one of the cubicles, while we were others terminated with the patient. Of course, we saw her get running,

and, completely, out of she. Another companion was after she was to see her and then after she went to equal, and then,

and then, just had been the person of the limpeze and I, we looked at without, and she intended to

go to see to her own, but I'm that we're that's but she had to

a little a minute full of curiosity. She had to come to the cubicle,

and almost of the end of getting the other and just

I was I, but I had to be. Camine to space

to that to the door was able was open. I detupe just there before getting.

Before to enter, the Anciana was sated in the camera, doblad completely over she myself. His torso

was inclined to be inclined to a form humanly impossible, with the becha at the

height of the feet. For any person, that would be almost but for

anian a very, simply not possible. She was with the barra metallic of the

camera. His brasos were arched and his eyes completely

blanks looking to front. But the poor community, Uriel, the

poor was her book. I know how call it other way.

It was a boca of a woman. It was simply a with a black,

grand, redondo, that occupied almost the part inferior of the rostro.

From there, that I provened that sonnid horrible. I was like congelated.

I couldn't enter. I felt like the tears without

to get without without even that had started to I'm

to ask, but my mind was completely in

blank. I I could record any oration. No, I could think in nothing. I don't

know how time I'm there, I'm just that I'm just that I'm remember I

said that my one's that one never you never have to give the back,

because they're to be to one. I don't know why I recorded that,

but the father our no, but that was sufficient. I began to to come back

to turn to without to see a back to the figure contorsionated that I'm emitting

that's really emitting when I got to get into the thing that's there's a minute to redios,

resating and I'm doing the way to I'm at you one of them had been done

to give to him he got he got a lot of us and he

was a question about he didn't explain he just I said

he was to be to be the old I did the

and I did the doctor went and he he and

he he said he he he had not he

never never he still even fastidied, we asked the hour. He said it was the midnight

between the Thursday and the Wednesday. Sulted a risa brief and he commented that's in a brom,

that we knew what they said in those people, that there were the buchas,

the stories of the stories of the people that the people of there count, in those the people

that the people of he said, he said obviously without to make to be to be to make it in serious, as to make the ridiculous of our

MEDYOL, the Anciano, result was the same that I had seen hours before in emergencies, the of the sandalias altas. Dyes more after I saw that they were to another hospital, and a time after I was to enter that had fallen. Never even to talk of this during the turn. It was something that we did notar. I passed a semester without to sleep,

I needed medication to conciliate the Swayne. Ayes after I asked for separate two of my companions if they'd recalling that night. Both they negated rotundaminted to talk about the time. Until, I just before I could have been a third person,

with the only with that I had attempted. She just said that, that what we've seen, that night was real, that my records were real, and yet. And, and even though, have been passed many years, what I still remember perfectly well, is

that horrible sound. Because no was it was anything to know anything that I had heard before, and that I hope to hear to hear.

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stories this night. Very good nights, community. Ace time I've thought in mandar this

relato, but particularly Finally, all of the first of one of his episodes in Spotify titled, Not You Scuces Relatos of the Night. When I was I decided to tell this story. If I can't call it so. I'm not sure if it's the adequate, because I've had had some problems or obstacles at trying to

write to write to this, but here we're going. I'm originator of Puebla Capital and I've heard from years. My name is Barbara, but I said, B. My papa discovered the channel and I saw to reproduce your stories to sleep when I live with him. After that my parents' separated, I began, I did hear a time the relato

because my mom no one was I saw. Because I have a brother little, and, as you know, they say, that I'll hear portals, and that are the most indefensos

or those that are in danger. Now, more than never I know that what we're we're we're we're talking

is, it has been consequences. Now I want to talk to what I myself provoked, for so

to say it. I've have yet to believe that is my and just for that I want to this relato serve as

a precaution for those things that we're doing that can attract something, what that not is

this plan. All all the first months of the pandemic. It was one of

my bad moments and I think not only my many of many of

the many of the I was a new year of secondary. But, however, had been a keyed in a profound depression. Me was a passed in a room.

I never I was to go to get out, but in those moments the encearrow me affected in a form terrible. For that was that this started in a manner innocent. I even would say that, like a way a toned to

survive, to pass the time. Since that I've had had difficulty to have been a few And in pandemic, it was even worse for the isolation. Me aliged of the few people that had

acercated to me. So, so I began to do something. I creed a friend, a person with who to talk to him and tell her how me felt like,

like if I was there with me. First was a commentary to the air, like a drama. Then I began to talk and to more with

with him, with what I imagine about. A man of a medium-edad That's a gooden I was called, that always I'd I'd

I'd return to back to my invitation when I'd just tohugarmes just to able to him,

to say, to tell you I was what I'd know-or, what I put me a little

when I got a I put a a man a man very particular that came to get to

my head like if someone me would have said a A man that I'm not going to repeat here. And there, community,

occurred something. Since the first time that I was in voice alto, that I'm so. It started with a commentary that I made sure. When I asked in the house, extranaud, if I

had someone in the room, or if was in video-jamada or something, I said that no. I mean, I asked me, but I interrupted.

No, it was about me, about it. to that you had accustomed to have been

done that's they've heard they're constantly no the

thing was that this this person someone me was

responding they they heard that that that that

that that after then things things started to

happen there there was a past a something

something that never never had manifested The door of my invitation was always constantly. The things changed to look at the

place. They started to say that that someone had been there when I was but, at revisar, no, nobody. The worst was when I said that no they were he,

and I said his name. And I go that was the poor because they were to referriss to him as to him. At the time, we started to see like a sombra,

something that was always present near me. Although only I could have the re-o-o-o- in the reflexes or the desperat in the darker of the night, but

always, always there. For a moment simply tried to convivir with this sombra as if it was a simple manifestation

of my idea initial. I still talking with her almost and I'm saying it is sonar

a tonto but standing in a bad moment of your life, with depression, any connection was a

amigable, positive. That was until the pandemic disminuio and little to again to redunded my

activities. My life certainly began to to make to learn and I began to

get to him, but then he began to manifest with a certain agressivity

I'm I had to be to amnese with some rascuons, and there was a way that I felt that someone me pushed in the regadera, but no had nobody else in the house. I'm pushed when I had the eyes asrared as if they'd have wanted to make it to make it. My mom said to be in various occasions a sombra, a

sombra that'd from my camera to sconders to be behind the mess. In one occasion, while I was talking with my nobio of that thence by messages, and, and I was to go to black.

And there, in the refleke, I could see a little after me, something like asomandos

almost pegged to the the same I kept vending it, and I kept to

see that after my view, but this this time he did, I'm

there, even when I claved the looked the mirated, and of it was

simply it's It was the first time that he kept there, ascepting to be observed. This story, community, not terminate there. No, it's been there. They've been past five years

since that presence has been with me. A-beces, very, very close. A-beauce, but always there. Yes, I know that was my fault, that I was the same I was in a moment of debility, in one of the the worst of my

life. I'm not I'm not quite I'm read to I'm I'm

I've got to get with this thing this thing that even others

have seen but only to the name for so I'm

not going to tell it but you know at

the fact that more that more has to be

that thanks to thank you God's not I'm I'm so I'm a little.

At least that I have my favor. Thanks for your attention to my story. And never, never, they can't even those doors open. No, know who will enter.

My name is Veta and some days, while I was reennava my moñeco of a year-beho, I was listening to those stories. Of the immediate, I recorded this experience

that we told my papa when we were very impractant for me and I I hope that they'd like. This story me

my father. His name was Ramon, and the actions succeeded in a town of the

department of Rizaralda in Colombia. My father always had a story to tell

a he was a man too a big of a person, a past that

was a father, he had yeah the old a long a lot of

many and many of his years. When he was a 16 falsified

a second document that said that was a major of the age, for going to combatier the Korea of the North between 1950 and 1953. There began his adventure of life, digned to have written a book. Never was a man carignoso, but had noblesse in his heart. A fact of being very

very strict with my brother and with me, I amma to share time with us others the days of the time. We sawedowns the movies alquilated in VHS of some Tienda of Barrio. Jugged us in a mess or we'd like to hear of his stories.

He was sat down the sofa of the cell and we two we sat down on the piece, mirrored on the picture, completely immersed in his relato. Some of times we'd tell us experience of

a war. Others, histories that, today, being adult, I think they're pure fantasy. But when we're We were all we all we all right. My favorites

always were the paranormal, the ones that I had without any alient and provocated so much a lot of many of the night, confies I'm mojed the camera for not to be able to go to the ban. One night, a Bispair of New, as a customary, we sat down to my papa. I asked for we never seen a new new

a new year old, a tradition very ancient in Colombia. Consistent to be a little of acerine or Ropa Veeha, representing the year that it's all her experiences negative just before the midiannuch of the 31 of December it's re-reliena with polvora, she paced by the people and finally

it's a kemah to purificing the past to give a good suerte and new opportunities. My papa responded with a rotundo and sec, never. That response us confunded much.

No, we'd have any motive for not to do it. When he was our Rostro of discontento We said that Since his infancy Never had ever

Hecreated He never had To tell us Why? He had He had a nine When I was On the Tiender

To buy Mechas For the Velas that illumined The night Of the night

In this time Electricity was a Luco that only only had some hours

the day It was A little Where all all of all of They had Don Genaro

that Arrull the sombreros, that the Sr. Jaqueline, that had to bea apas in the corner of the only park, the

church, more concurred to the bar of Don Peter a Saturday for the night. In all the

public there a little telephone. Ubicated in the Tienda of Don Fausto, a man of

a white, bigote poblado and sombrero Paisa traditional. Travahed

without a little my father no record having seen this Tienda CERra

except the day in that Don Fausto knew all the habitants of the people, not for chismoso, but because he was the only line telephonic in kilometers to the redonda, so biga that to communicate the people, had to be able to be very very. The people was tranquil, always, always, until one day, it was... Lola.

Lola was a woman delgada, of some thirty-five years, always vestia of a negro, with a bell-oscuro, covering her head. I was in the carmion that was once for a time, he had been a little, observant all, with some eyes that negros and profound

that just he was felt a lo blanco, he had a new curiosity at the same time. Cas he not was there was the people, salvo the

domingos in the church, no, I'd always caminable on the soil. The morning came in the school.

My father had Don Fausto to get to the house of Lola. The I was a little as always, but Don Fauston no responded. Camennav, Lento, without expression,

as if no knew the way of the regress. From that moment, Don Fausto, he no again to be the same as well. His husband was in a form inexplicable.

He was up to a peso rapidly and turned hospitalized in the city. The medicos no encountering the cause. The 16th of

December, began to appear the mukeco of a new old in the people. Sin embargo,

one of them called the attention. I was sat down in a bank of

the park central, without dwee no no no no

that it was that was a man the sombrero

the bigote let the look even all all

they said that his mune was that he

did he thought that he went to the

park and he he he With her, with his own, it was her his own was hiso, and he was over the the older municipal.

But in the morning, the next, the moñeco, he was to appear in the same bank, intact. Curious, Don Faust, he was this time to his tienta. But at the amaneer, the moñeco was sat down to his door. He had moved alone.

No, it was just where he left. That was very clear. That night decided to Camarro And at And at And all Ackle

A little He was He said He said He had Restos Like de sapo To clean

To clean That he And it A frasco A frasco that contained Aira A photographia

of her Sposa Caves and a paper with a text that

after they were He was He said It was Abe-Mari assumed that it was a

tauter, a miracle of the immediate occurred to to call to the hospital. It was at the

11.25 of the night and a doctor and she informed that her wife

had fallen 10 minutes after perhaps if if had

had been that before her after the husband was a that was

what was what finally it was that nobody said

really my My father remembered that every year appeared a mukechicke similar with the rostro of a person of the people and that always, days after, that person

or someone or someone very very nearer, or a lot more later, they'd have a Lola in her house. He'd

a few years but no olia nothing. It said that there were frascos with saps, serpents,

bellas and rogas for all the house, what confirmed that there was practicable and

And a part of his death, no appeared those extraeos and etalled muti-degos of the year old. Never more. My father never,

he never wanted to do one.