TRANSPORTE A UNA SECTA A MI TAXI / HORROR EN SECTAS, PACTOS Y DE LA SANTA / L.C.E.

0:38 Or the crypt and the whole Community. This time I want to tell you an experience that happened to me when I was working as a taxi driver. It' s a very strange experience and it was to a large extent the one that impacted on me leaving this trade, since when working public transport in c or I use it through applications like uber or Diddy, you never know who you' ll bring passengers to, you don' t know if it can be a violent, aggressive person or even if it has committed crimes. And even if this happens in a minority of cases, there is always the possibility in the personal sphere. All of us who are engaged in this type of work know this and that' s why we simply don' t reserve to take this person to destiny. I, on the other hand, dislike that in the middle of the road. Tell me if we can go over to that side, first by x thing, especially if it' s a colony or place with high crime rates and more, and the people I bring passengers don' t look reliable. That night, to my misfortune, all this came together. I got a call from a client. Previously I worked in a taxi fleet where her phone was put in the newspaper so that I could have more customers. Then we were called to see who was available.

2:10 It was a coincidence that that night I was already returning to my house, as they were little past eleven o’ clock at night. In this way I made the decision to go for this passage. I said between me it was the last trip. I was going back to rest apart I was in the monetary sense, as it was a long journey, It was from end to end of the city, so I went to the meeting point. When I got to the point, I was struck by the fact that it was a very abandoned place, at least its surroundings. Apart from being a very dangerous area. It was decided here it looked kind of strange. I was going to leave immediately, but it took me by surprise to see that the pears were the ones waiting for the trip did not seem dangerous. They were two older men, about sixty- five to seventy years old. Both wore a dark raincoat and suit of the same color. They also had a hat in general. They were dressed in a very decent way for the area where they were. In their company they had a woman. She was a young woman. I estimate her not more than twenty- five years and, compared to the other two men, she was wearing a red dress. It was

3:40 a very beautiful dress, like for a gala or a very elegant dinner. Here' s a tip that left me not confused, but called me a lot. The attention was that these three people had left a church and if you ask because it seemed strange to me, it was that, as I told you before, in this place, everything was abandoned locals, houses, hotels and, therefore, that church was also in a deplorable state. The crystals were down and opaque. All windows without exception were broken. Some of these were covered with wooden boards. Some rotten broad features. The church noticed that it had not been used for some good years. I would dare say that for almost a decade, at that time the three people went up and took them to their destination. Another thing I found strange was the girl' s attitude. Although he walked on his own. His attitude seemed like that of a sleepwalker. Her eyes were sometimes closed for a long time, and even as she walked, she went on one side, and the two men held her by holding her arms on both sides. By paying more attention once on the way, I realized that his eyelids didn' t even coordinate.

5:15 This I saw through the rear- view mirror, as they had placed it in the middle of the back seats and they were going in every door. Besides, he was babbling, too. I never understood what I was trying to say, but it was like I wanted to talk. On the other hand, the other two men went in complete silence. At this point I started to be afraid, because, according to other colleagues' experiences, the best thing is to do nothing, just keep going your way. We have to be realistic. If you don' t have anything to defend yourself with, you have to lose it and if it' s something related to organized crime, it can even go worse, and not just you, but your family as well. I tried to concentrate on the road and accelerated to reach the destination as soon as possible. There was not a single noise along the way, except for the babbling that girl made. When I finally arrived at the destination, I was told to move on a few streets until I arrived in front of a church. I stopped in front of this church. It was located in a place also quite remote, but unlike the other, in this one it could be seen that if they had electricity, since the light could be appreciated from the outside, the aspect of this church seemed like that

6:46 of the Catholic religion. But I quickly knew this was not true. By paying attention to the drawings on the glass, the walls had symbols that I did not know at the time, then later, in time, I discovered what those drawings were. The case was that these people got off and I waited for my pay. One of them approached me through the window and told me that I was getting paid by the three of them went into the church and lasted about twenty minutes inside. I, obviously, was already despairing and even got out of my taxi and wanted to enter the church, as it seemed that they were never going to leave. I dared this, as the church at first caused me a certain repulse, I felt a certain chill as I approached the door of this one that was ajar there were more people there.

7:48 The songs that these people made did not know them, in fact, they did not even make them in a language that I understood enough to say that they were not in Spain. I waited by the side of my taxi and was even about to leave when they left that church again. These men were now in the company of another girl. This was a girl, she was younger than the other girl. This one would be, like, 15 years old. He was wearing a white dress. Likewise very elegant. It looked like a gala dress. Without giving me time to ask him about my paycheck. I got thrown back in the taxi this girl and one man in the back seats and another in the co- pilot' s seat and once inside I got paid it was a lot of money. It was four times as much as I was supposed to charge them. To them puzzled I told them that this was a lot of money, to which one of them replied that I had to return them to the other church from which I had brought them. I started having a bad feeling. To be honest, I didn ' t want to transport these men anymore. They caused me some kind of terror in a matter of seconds. We were discussing this man and I had no idea the night was about to get dramatically worse. I was refusing to

9:24 take them and the other guy was insisting on me when the girl who came in the back started screaming, started to wallow in a very gloomy way and could even hear that with every sudden movement he made, he was heard how his bones, arms, legs and even his neck were thundering and terrified watching that scene until the man who came with her tried to calm her down. He hugged her tightly so that she wouldn' t move, for it was leagues that were getting hurt. The other man who was in the co- pilot' s seat quickly moved into the back seat and once there asked me to please take them back to the other church. Seeing what I was living, the girl chose to take them, but all the way I was regretting over and over again I didn' t know how to react to all this.

10:31 These two men were trying to immobilize the girl. As she screamed and moved in the seat, the men covered her mouth and began chanting prayers that I did not understand. The girl seemed not to improve, so in my powerlessness to say something, I began to pray. It was also more than obvious that this girl was experiencing an exorcism. I thought at least something was going to help. I am Catholic so I began to make my prayers quickly. The girl started screaming louder and out of nowhere there started to be a lot of steam inside the taxi, so much so that I was surprised that in a record time my glasses were tarnished. Suddenly I felt a hand holding my shoulder. When you turn around. One of these men was staring at me. He told me in a serious tone to shut up that I was not helping anything and that I would not pray all the way back, but that very bad things would happen to me. I was very confused, so he stopped me for a moment at that moment. They told me to take her legs, as they had to calm her down. Almost forced. I did it shaking. I held the young lady' s legs that by her age had a lot of strength. One of these men pulled a small wooden

12:03 box out of his raincoat, from which he pulled a wheel, which I think was a host, but of a strange color. So far I' m confused if this one was red or dark. The case was that she was forcibly put in the girl' s mouth and once she swallowed herself, that strange host calmed down completely. I thought I was unconscious or something, but I wasn' t completely wrong. That girl was awake, but now in total calm, she looked at the three of us without saying a word.

12:50 She didn' t even seem confused or disoriented. One of these men gave me the signal to keep driving. He calmly told me that we could go on, that we would no longer have delays. I was very puzzled. I kept driving and looking through the rearview to tell the truth, this girl worried me. She was just quiet. This helped me to pay more attention to what these men said. I heard they were about to celebrate a Eucharist. I' m not sure if it was for this girl, but they talked a lot about her, alluding to a woman as the main protagonist of this celebration. I continued my journey until I arrived at the church, which was initially abandoned. When we arrived, he measured the surprise that now this church, although in the same deplorable conditions, there were people within it lighted up with earlier. When we arrived and the girl came down, they told me that I could go they closed the door of the church and the songs they had suddenly stopped when these three people entered in the company of that girl. I went my way, with my heart almost coming out of my

14:22 chest. He had practically witnessed an exorcism. I got home and couldn' t sleep. I sat in the kitchen while drinking a glass of water without making too much noise. I was looking out into nowhere, thinking about those two girls, until my wife came into the kitchen and she saw me very scared. He asked me if I was feeling well, I looked very pale and with a look of absolute horror. I didn' t know how to explain it to her, but I just told her that there was transportation to a possessed girl. She calmed me down and put me in the bedroom.

15:05 I managed to sleep that night, despite having strong nightmares. The next day with a little more calm, I told my wife everything. When I finished telling her, she looked at me very seriously and told me that she also had to tell me something, but please don' t upset me. It happens that that same night, when I arrived, she had not realized that I had arrived, but someone woke her up. They touched his leg. She says it was something very cold, as if it were ice to the degree she felt it burn her. He immediately rose from a startle and in a corner of the bed was a being who was not a man, but looked like an animal with a humanoid form part of his partner. He was stretched like a dog' s, but his eyes and forehead looked like a human' s, this thing without even moving his snout or his lips.

16:11 She told her to come down and see me that her husband had arrived. She explains that while this thing was talking, her body got stiff and totally iced. Couldn' t move. This barely lasted a few seconds, as he almost immediately closed his eyes and then opened them. That thing was gone at the time. She simply thought it was a simple nightmare, but when she looked down she saw the light on, but the next morning she couldn ' t help but see her leg. The place where this circus had touched it was a burn in the form of two fingers. Apparently, that being was going with such a temperature that just touching it the cold of this one burned it between the two of us we tried to calm down. I asked so much that nothing that had happened in my cab would hit me, my wife or my family. Upon entering my taxi and inspecting it, I realized that the wooden box of these men had stayed in the back. It was a bit heavy, so, surely, inside it were more hostess than the ones they had given to that girl. I took that box and with a

17:42 terrible fear and even a handkerchief so I wouldn' t touch the wood of it I drove away and threw that box away. I didn' t want to know more about it and I made sure of it. I dialed the taxi base and told them that for no reason would they put me back at that client' s disposal. I was cold when they told me on the other side of the call that they had never made contact with that client I never knew how they got my number. After a few days, I made the decision to go back to that church. They were all the same and I dare say that they were even more deteriorated with the same symbol drawn on one of the glass. So I made the decision to find out which religion they belonged to. The next thing I discovered caused me even more fear, because I belonged to a Satanist church and what they were carrying out that night was nothing else, but a sort of blasphemous ritual that could be called a Eucharist, but obviously, instead of praising God. They were praising the devil and the main ones were those girls. I never knew it was theirs and

19:14 I am surprised to know that there are such organizations, even more now, where I live I would never have thought of it. I' m pretty sure that at least I was part of that ritual, because what woke my wife up was something that broke loose, something that that little girl most likely had inside her, something that she was accompanying me all night. It all started in my house almost a decade ago, although my family was not always very wealthy, we had the essentials and even a little more my parents both worked almost all day, so my brother and I were alone. Much of this when we got to school, the two of us were and to date very different. My brother has always had these airs of greatness that must be emphasized not that they are bad, but that they go from being bad when they become practically an obsession. He always told me that when he finished his

20:45 studies and had a lot of money, he would buy a huge house, a car and so on. He told me this when we were in high school. But before we graduated, we had a very precarious science situation. Speaking monetaryly in the family. My father had an accident on his way home from work transportation, an accident that took the company a long time to start paying him, almost not wanting to take responsibility. But after a few months they started paying him 100%. During these months, the situation in my house was getting worse every day. We talked about ten months almost a year.

21:32 My mother was still working, but her salary was not enough to attend to the things my father occupied. Our education and aside the pantry, so when we graduated from high school, we could not continue studying at our next level, which was high school or high school, we lost almost a year. We both had to work as packers for a while. Although this did not bother me, unlike my brother, it did bother him a lot every day. He was lying down talking badly about everything and how his friends had continued to study. As I told you, this happened within ten months until the situation improved. During the months of October and September, my brother gradually began to distance himself. When we finished our work, He was going somewhere else and I went back to the house. He' d come in hours later, like about nine o' clock. Even though my parents were constantly fighting him over these attitudes, he simply ignored them. He had changed his behavior. I attributed it to him that he had started to get together with a group of boys, who were not at all a good companion. As time went by, my brother was getting worse and worse until I practically got to sleep a few nights after a few weeks and quite a few fights with

23:03 my parents. One night he woke me up from the window. Our windows had protections, so I couldn' t get in It was like three o ' clock in the morning. When he started hitting her to wake me up, He didn' t say a word to me. He just stared at me. I thought what I wanted was for me to open the door to him without making such a fuss, so I did it very slowly, without waking my parents. Of course I didn' t think this was gonna be every night, but I was wrong. This was repeated every night. My brother always arrived between three and four in the morning, but he felt more and more upset. It was like he was thinning out when he came into the house, he was just going into his room and I didn' t see him until the next afternoon, when I had to go to work and I was worried about him, but I didn' t know how to tell him. He had adopted a very defensive attitude until one night he touched my window again, I went out and opened the door for him, but this time I followed him to his bedroom. He came in and before I closed the door, I walked right in after him. Everything was dark more than anything to not wake my parents up and for obvious reasons, I was whispering to him at a very low volume that I wanted an explanation that because I

24:41 was arriving until time that even when I was going to stop fighting with my parents because of those boys, even though I was claiming my brother did not answer me. I was silent. I was desperate and I thought this was the last straw. I jumped on the bed to shake him up, wake him up, if he had fallen asleep, but I didn' t touch him as much as I lay on the bed and touched her with my hands. Until I reached every corner I could not feel his body at that moment I thought he had fallen out of bed, so I quickly stopped and lit the room light. When I did this, I couldn' t believe what I saw. My brother wasn' t in the room. He was in complete shock, as just a few seconds ago he had seen his shadow even touched his arm and had heard as clearly the gnashing of the mattress when it had fallen but there was no one anymore it was as if it had disappeared in a matter of blinking without remedy. I ended up turning off the light and going back to my room. I couldn' t keep an eye all night, and I appreciate it so much. My mother was getting up to get ready to go to work. Like I said, he couldn' t sleep so he just heard how he moved through the kitchen and the living room.

26:12 Standing there I heard the door clearly opened and I heard my brother' s voice as I was arguing with my mother. The words they said completely frozen my blood. It seemed that my brother always came that time and had his own key to enter. My mother gave it to him that morning. I just waited for my mother to go to work to get up and go immediately with my brother and ask him if he had arrived the night before and the other nights at three in the morning, He looked at me like I was crazy and said no, that he always came this time. I was very scared and I had to tell him what had happened the other nights.

27:06 I thought he was gonna call me crazy again, but he didn' t. Instead, he asked me something about being exalted if I had ever talked to this guy. I remembered and at that moment I realized that I had not actually had a conversation with him. When I arrived. He just walked past his room without saying a word to me. And the last time I claimed him and followed him to his room. He never answered me. I told him no that I had spoken to him, but he hadn' t answered me. My brother told me not to talk to him for the world, let alone open the door for him. During that day I tried to get my brother to tell me why this was happening, but I was not lucky. He was just telling me it was gonna be over in two weeks.

28:07 I was right, but what lasted those two weeks was the longest suffering I' ve had in my entire life so far. That night was repeated what I feared so much. They started touching my window again. I completely covered myself with the sheet and tried to pretend that I was asleep, although of course I was trembling. So I don' t think that would do any good The blows continued in my window. I was desperate more than anything because I didn' t hear my parents come in or get up. The blows were too strong. It was impossible for them not to hear them.

28:55 I got up running out of bed and went to my parents' room. When my parents came to me, they asked me what was going on. I didn' t want to give them a reason. I just begged them, please, to let me sleep with them. That night they both got up and walked around the house and even though they asked me several times what had happened to me, I didn' t want to worry them and, besides, I didn' t know if they would believe me. That night I stayed to sleep with them and the next ones I convinced them to let me sleep with them. But despite this. The following nights, the knocks on the window did not stop and apparently, and what scared me the most was that I seemed to be the only one who could hear them. I was listening to my window hit hard from my parents' room, but my parents didn' t notice. Twice I woke up to my mother in disguise and asked her if she didn' t hear anything strange. She said no.

30:03 When at that very moment I was hearing how I was knocking on my window, it seemed to make that noise. Only I listened to him. I endured the two weeks my brother had told me and suddenly one night the blows stopped. My brother surprisingly began to arrive early in the house and even his habits had changed just went from work to the house like me, refused to tell me what had happened until the years passed and now we were both twenty years old. He confessed to me that at that stage, either out of desperation or rather like tantrum, he wanted to get more money and, along with the other boys, started doing little illicit things, which I will refrain from sharing. The case was that, when I was in this group, I met a man who practiced black magic because of my brother' s recklessness, ended up owed him a good amount of money, so this man gave him a choice to pay him and he also said he could use it in his situation. He told him that in his work he had three servants, three spirits, who, in their very words, came from hell,

31:33 could be classified as demons. This man told him that he would exchange money and the stability of the family would return, but that in return he should exchange papers with one of these servants. At the time of telling him this, he gave my brother a good sum of money, if he accepted too much until he said that my brother was totally ceptic in this type of subject. He said yes, no problem. He just thought that, while the guy inspired fear in his appearance, he might be crazy to think about this kind of thing without any hesitation. That night, my brother was coming home about 1: 00 a m, but in the middle of the way a man stopped him. This man was never able to see his face, but suddenly I was halfway there and I was constantly closing in on him. My brother explains that he felt a great fear when he saw it It was inexplicable, but it slowed him down. It was as if for survival I didn ' t want to walk anymore. Those nights. My brother chose to sleep with one of his friends, but that does not always bring that man together first on this. Apparently, the devil would take his place at night.

33:08 My brother wanted not to believe this, but when I told him that I had opened the door for him on several nights before, he could not just sleep. On that occasion he tried to reach the house so that I would not be in danger. He chose to take a different path. I wanted to pass behind some buildings where there were mountains and trees. When he tried again, he was chased. He knows it was an animal or at least it was shaped like one, but he didn' t know what it was like. He couldn' t make it to the house and we had to wait for the next two weeks. According to what that man had told him, it was the time that was missing in the exchange. The strange thing about this and the truth, I hope it has no connection, is that the situation of my family effectively changed in a matter of about two months.

34:04 My father got paid, the situation got better, and we went back to school. To this day, we don' t know what my brother exchanged with that thing, that is, if the devil could call it that. He wanted to trade places with him. At night he must have gotten something in return. We do not know what it was, but to this day we ask that it be nothing that affects us in the future. Thank you for reading my story and greetings from Mazatlan and on this occasion, who sends us this story, curiously will start by saying that this Sixth ended by itself.

34:55 This story takes place on a ranch, in a very distant locality. Inside this small ranch there was a group of women, a group of women who worked, who made attributes, who held meetings to cheer, to worship and, above all, to work directly with the devil. We are not referring to one of the typical Satanist sects. Those who tell us this story say that these members went beyond being ordinary people. Each of the members of this little sect was someone who worked with demons. We are talking about witches and, for bad luck, at one of these meetings, they were present and it was the very fact that these people attended that it turns this experience into something totally terrifying. He wants to know why the story starts the following way. My name is Marisol Echeverría. I' m already a very old person. I am currently a grandmother and what I want to tell you happened

36:27 to me when I was a child. As you know, many years have passed and at that time there were no social networks, the news did not reach the ranches, several disturbing things, completely terrifying crimes crimes were not known on the outside. Only the local people knew that. Certain inexhaustible things did not reach the large masses. The beginning of this story, in fact, begins a few years ago, Practically when I was about three years old on the ranch, in my net town was known of witchcraft, was known of naguals. They were stories that were continually told. But at that time the local people knew very well who the witches of the village were, and it was not because they were neglected or looked at by the naked eye or pointed to them as witches, but that they themselves coined this title. There were five ladies who, as my mother tells me, were old ladies, a

38:01 few ladies who were easy. They all spent their 80s in the village. They were feared, but also highly respected, and it is that they always boasted of something, that all their haunts, that all their jobs always and always worked, but that they did not work with white magic, that they were not witches who took something lightly. They always said they worked with black magic and, if necessary, even and this they told to the villagers who worked with the devil. These five witches formed, so to speak, a small sect. Among them they held meetings in one of the chapels of the village. This chapel was unfinished. It was made of stone. My mother does not know why, but the construction of this chapel was for a Catholic religion in the middle of the construction. They stopped everything and decided to build the church in a place closer to the population. However, this building was left there the witches appropriated it. My mother doesn' t know if it

39:38 was legally or illegally, but she would make her place where they always met. No one in the village dared to interrupt them. When they were at their meetings. You could see the light on from the inside, but no one was coming. Even the younger boys, the bravest, didn' t dare to play with these witches, let alone being together. Time passed and there was an accident or at least that' s how they handle it. The fact is that at one of these meetings, when these witches were all gathered together in that house, in that chapel, a fire broke out inside.

40:31 It is not known whether this fire was intentional or accidental. It is not known whether even the witches planned it, whether they wanted the chapel to burn down along with them inside, or it was simply an oversight. They died in that fire. The church door was closed, but it was locked from the inside. Something strange had happened that night people came in and tried to pass, but they couldn' t. They could not enter until the flames burned the door almost completely, and only in that way did they manage to access and extinguish the fire. The body of the five women was found.

41:23 But here' s an even more terrifying fact, and it' s that they found the body of some two- year- olds, three- year- olds, as I' m told, my mother, had found her little bodies were some five children. The strange thing about this is that the bodies weren' t identified in the village. No one had disappeared, which was thought to be victims of other nearby ejidos. But although the word spread, the families were not found, no parents were found, no family members were looking for children of that age range. It was very strange.

42:13 The time went on. Obviously, I grew up and here comes the experience I want to tell you. When I was a child, I was about eleven years old, my mother sent me for firewood along with my brothers, and whenever we passed through that chapel whenever we saw her there, scorched, deteriorated and knowing the whole story behind her. We always said we wanted to come in. We wanted to see you already know that impetudence that you have to want to enter places where strange things happen or that throw behind you a terrifying story, as it is on this occasion. My older brother, who at the time was fifteen, told us we could come in. There was a certain hour when my father arrived from the plot that we were getting rid of our duties, that' s why, seven and a half o' clock at night eight o' clock, and we could tell our mother that we were going to go out to an aunt' s house. That way we could sneak out and enter that chapel. I liked the idea of my

43:44 other two brothers also at that time, we were the older ones, we followed the plan as we had planned, we followed the plan to the point and we got it to science and look at the night. We were on our way to the chapel. The four of us, we wore candlelights more than anything to use, because it was more than safe than inside. There was only darkness and even though there was no roof and the moonlight was coming through it, we wanted to get ready. It was already dark at eight o' clock at that time The moon was almost there. So when we went into the house and what we were in there, it reached us the night, this chapel had a second floor. We got on him. We started messing around with the things we found. While they had some good years of this fire, it became apparent that no one had come in to take things. We didn' t plan on taking things either, but if we were grabbing them, we were playing with them necklaces, bracelets, made of

45:15 metal, some of gold. We were on the second floor. On this second floor there was a balcony inwards, through which you could see the whole floor below. We were talking, we were playing, when we suddenly started to hear voices coming from below. The voices were very characteristic. It was the voices of some ladies, some ladies who were making spells down there. My brother was the first to look up and from what he saw he could not articulate a word. His mouth had been sealed, as if fear prevented him from speaking. I also noticed and saw the five witches down there at the time. All of them were in a circle saying some strange things and the moment we were, four of us were watching them from above. It was precisely at that moment that the witches raised their heads and watched us with

46:45 adrenaline toured our entire body and that was the only thing that gave us the courage to get over from the second floor. We went to a window, we went out that window, we climbed as we could the wall all worn out, all stone. I fell in that and ended up falling from a centon to cows there were affluent bales, all squealing. But the good thing is that precisely these cows held back the fall, the fall of the four, because we could not climb the wall We fell on these cows and then, we started to run, to run like crazy between the plot and then between the mountain. We knew in which direction the village was, but we could not continue along the way, as when we turned back we saw how the silhouette of these five women came out of the chapel and began to chase us We, the four, continued to run, fell several times and with it we rose. We didn' t give in until we climbed that wall and entered the village. We were so scared. Obviously, when we got home our parents were angry with us, they thought we had done some mischief

48:21 because of the state we were coming in. We came and prevented, sweating tired, but we didn' t tell them anything. Obviously, we were going to spare the scolding if we told them that we had gone to the chapel of the Witches. That' s how he was known in that town. After this experience, we did not want to pass through that place again at some time and, fortunately, at the end of the years, that chapel collapsed. But that' s true. What is said and what is told is that the spirit of witches is still loose and that, from time to time, they appear. Now I am more than thirty years old that I have not returned to my village and although I have due time, I have forgotten some places and so many others are completely changed. This chapel, its shape, how it was left after the fire, its stairs, its rubble, the silhouette of those witches. I haven' t forgotten those.

49:43 I remember them perfectly with all their details and I doubt very much that one day I will erase them from my mind, which I want to share below. It was something I lived as a child, but I remember it very well, as it was something that left me quite scared to tell the truth, and not only to me, but also to my mother. You see, we used to live in Coahuila. At that time I would be a few seven years old. My mother made a friendship with our neighbor across the street. This neighbor had a child about the same age I understood that she had recently separated and now took care of her child alone. But to his misfortune, fate had prepared a catastrophic event for him. This neighbor' s son lost his life inside the same school. It was raining that day.

51:04 He slipped off the second floor while playing with his friends and fell to the floor on the first floor. He didn' t survive as expected. The mother went through a horrible stage in her life and this gave way to other people entering her. According to my mother, she explains that this neighbor got into a kind of cult, all this to find a remedy for her pain. The scary thing happened after she had meetings at her house. The people who went were strange in everything that could be seen in their clothes the way they talked and so on. At night. My mother says she heard like some sort of moaning in the house, like an ox or a bull.

52:00 I knew I wasn' t the only one, as other people listened to this, too. My mother tried to talk to this neighbor because of her old friendship. But after a few brief talks, my mother said that that sect had a brain ford, as she said that she would see her son again when it was Christmas, that someone had promised him. This woman' s story doesn' t end well. She took her own life at Christmas. She was practically a hermit by the time this happened, so it took them a while to find her body. After the death of this woman they began to talk about her, as some had seen her dance with the devil in her living room and that this so- called sect were actually Satanists.

52:53 I don' t know any of this, but as for the sect the strange noises and even she sometimes screamed at night about it, yes, I witnessed it, but I have no doubt that her passing away has a very evil work. This one was known as the woman who danced with the devil and, perhaps, this same one was the one who promised to see his son. Again, I am a cop from Mexico City and I want to tell you an experience that happened to me not long ago, when I was just divorcing my wife Verán back then, which was about a year ago, I was just separating myself from my wife, so I looked for an apartment in the area in which most of all I tried to overcome all the problems.

54:13 The truth is, even though the marriage hadn' t worked, it ' s hard, since you' ve shared too much of your life with the other person. After two weeks I met a twenty- five- year - old girl who had just gone into work at a tortillery that was close to the apartment where I lived. As time passed, I started talking to her until one day she asked me out. I was still a little hurt by my relationship, but I knew I had to move on, so I accepted the invitation. I' m dating this girl more and more. Despite being too old for her, I was forty years old at that time, so I thought this reality was just passing, both for her and for me.

55:05 As time passed. I met his family too. His whole family was devoted to Holy Death. I respect every belief of people and, to be honest, I did not bother, even though I had a huge figure of this in the room, I tried to cope with it. Also, at this point I kept thinking that this relationship was temporary. Some days I stayed at this girl' s house and some days at my house. It was in this span of time that this experience began. It was one night I stayed at his house. Something woke me up were hours of the morning, I' m not sure, but for some strange reason I couldn' t sleep again. I was sleepy, but I couldn' t sleep, so I started turning back and forth, but it was no use. I stared at the window of the room, looking at the moon. The more I saw her, the more I began to notice something strange. In the corner of the room, I had a shadow. It was only perceptible by the corner of the eye. I thought it was just the question of one' s perspective. You know when we don' t want to see a shadow or a face where there' s nothing. That' s what I thought for at least a few seconds until I saw this very shadow move through the

56:39 room. At that moment, immediately, I turned to the corner and this shadow was gone. By this point I had already completely lost my sleep. So with some fear, but trying to keep up, I got up to go get some water. When I left the room, I tried not to turn on any lights. Anyway, my eyes had already adapted to the darkness because I had been awake for some time. I got to the kitchen and when I took the first sip of water, I heard a few little blows.

57:20 They were like fingers or fingernails. Four blows were heard in a row sounding at what seemed to be the table as if someone was sitting waiting or bored. When I went back to the dining room, there was no one sitting. There I could only see the figure of the Holy Death on the corner. Looking at me from the dark, I went back to the room with some fear and we could say that this was the first paranormal encounter. The next few nights I stayed with this girl, similar things happened. One night when I stayed, I felt the yolks of a few fingers touching my shoulders and I' m talking about fingers that were completely frozen, as if it were the dead hand of a corpse. In case it wasn' t the worst, it wasn' t this, but one night, which was the decisive night that I decided not to stay in that house again, that was when, again at night I woke up again without having any reason.

58:30 This time behind me I felt the presence of someone I wanted to believe that this paranoia was mine. Unfortunately, when I turned around, I realized it wasn' t like that. Without exaggerating I saw the figure of the Holy Death standing in front of me with his head down. Looking at me with its two huge basins, I jumped up and yelled at the whole family. The girl got up and turned on the light. The saint was no longer in the room. I could not sleep in the rest of the night, I made the decision to return to my apartment, even at dawn. I didn' t keep staying at this girl' s house I was so scared, I was just going in and out and I kept a constant terror on that figure of holy death on the corner. I kept trying not to focus so much on her. But, to my misfortune, again something appeared now in my own apartment. I have the habit that during the morning I always get up to drink water or go to the bathroom. That night I did the same as always, but in my room there was a shadow very similar to the figure of the Holy Death. The size was the child himself and

1:00:00 I even recognized the silhouette. At that moment I went back into my room and began to pray. I swore I' d never go back to that girl' s house. I thought you brought me something to go. Many times I thought that the saint had chased me when I was in my bed, I listened as from time to time they knocked on the door. They were soft blows like they were with their fingers, the same sound I had heard in the kitchen. That night in the house. I kept it up again. The next day I gave up my relationship with this girl. I just didn' t want anything to do with it anymore. Luckily, this is the end of the matter. Time passed and I met inside the police some people who were also devoted to the Holy Death. I told them what had happened to me and why he was so afraid of her and considered her more an evil entity than someone who helps. They told me something that completely changed my perspective on what had happened. They told me that she more protects those who are more devoted, that most likely that girl I was dating wanted me for a serious relationship they were going to be or were making strong feelings for me and that most likely in the future I would hurt her. As

1:01:36 I told you before, I wasn' t taking the relationship seriously. Mostly I used this relationship to overcome my failed marriage. Now that I start thinking that way, maybe they' re right, maybe the Holy One protected her from me since that day. I no longer took anything lightly with other people, especially if they are very devoted to this being since I do not want to anger her again. That was my story. Thank you for allowing me to share it. Strange sects run around the world. The above account consisted of very powerful characters who made deals with the devil. What if I told you that you' re listening to me that joining a sect would improve your life that just getting close to these kinds of organizations would improve you in all areas. So much so that you would go from sleeping on the street to finally having a hard- to- believe roof. The person who wants to tell us this story tells us that you had a friend, a friend who accepted all this and who did very well in his life, but the cost

1:03:08 that he sacrificed to obtain all these advantages was very high. He joined a satanic sect, a sect that to this day, in the experience that this person lived, cannot be taken out of his head, for on that night, when he offered to go to one of these meetings, he says that it is what I live. There' s no other way to explain what a small hole opened between earth and hell. Its history begins in the following way or the crypt and the whole Community. My name is Lorenzo. Next, what I want to talk to you about is an experience I had when I was about fifteen years old. You will see to explain to them something better my situation that I lived in that time. I have to tell you the things I lived in my childhood. I left my grandmother' s house when I was very young. He was about nine years old. I never met my parents, never met my mother. I had no close relatives and the truth is, life at my grandmother' s house wasn' t a

1:04:39 very comfortable life for a child. I' m not going to go into detail, but I' d rather live on the street a thousand times than live in that house and at the age of nine I decided to run away I just went around some states, obviously I got some help wrong government, but I never decided to stay or go to an orphanage. I didn' t believe in what a family could be. I didn' t believe in any of that, none of the happy family so to speak. So, I didn' t think a family could be functional. I tell you it was the year about ninety- seven. It was a totally different time than now. I was fifteen years old and by that time I was working at the traffic lights, washing windshields, doing shows, doing anything to get a bread in my mouth. This is taking place in the State of Querétaro.

1:05:45 When I arrived in Queretaro I had met a child about my age too. This kid was called Gustavo. Gustavo came from a poor family. His father and mother worked in jobs that were not very well paid and had a very large family, but Gustavo always had the dream of getting ahead well so to speak. He dreamed of a lot of money, luxuries women' s houses for a change every day of the week and always said he was going to get it. I stopped seeing him for about a year, when suddenly, again, at the traffic light that I was working on, I saw it coming good. I didn' t see the truth. I didn' t get an I D on him, as he was wearing a helmet. He was on a motorcycle. I had the case about sixteen years. Now he greeted me, we stopped and talked. We had been good friends, even though we had shared little time. He began to tell me that he had done very well, that he was doing very well in his life, that he had gotten a good job and that he had finally moved from his parents ' house, that he had bought the bike and that everything looked good for

1:07:17 the future. I told him that very well for him, that I wanted me to be like this, since practically since we stopped seeing each other and until we saw each other again, I was still in them, I kept earning almost the same money, living in the same conditions, although I did not live in the street because of my age they gave me the opportunity to stay in a hostel. I wanted to have my own house, I wanted to have my own apartment, just my own room, something I couldn' t afford at the time. At that time, Luis told me that it depends not only on life, that it depends not only on your education or how you are doing, but also on your beliefs to emphasize IT and your community. I am not a man who believes in any religion. In fact, for the things I lived in my childhood, in my adolescence, the truth is that I had a certain repudiation of the church, but in general, of the Catholics, of the Christians. I wasn' t in touch with their beliefs. I couldn' t believe that there was a god who gave us life and charted the way, because if it were, in short, that god wasn' t on my side for so bad that I had gone since I was born. Practically he told me that it was not a

1:08:48 religion that lasted a god, but rather that he in his religion, in the religion he professed at that time, They worshiped the devil, they were satanists, a summons. Every weekend he told me that since he changed his beliefs and was in that group, in that satanic group, he had done very well in life, not overnight, but yes, gradually, he had been improving everything in his life, he had been improving. He invited me to be a part of this. I a little skeptical, I accepted thought among myself and that they did not change the prayers, that they did not change in science to what they went to the churches, since it told me that the prayers made prayers, but instead of lasting the one above, they would last the one below. I wasn' t afraid, at least at the time. The weekend' s here. I went to the point where I stayed to see Gustavo and he took me to a house, a house that on the outside looked not damaged, but rather dirty, like it was careless. There was a gate and there was a lock. We waited there

1:10:25 until the other members arrived. The house belonged to one of them. It was a huge house, but when I came in I realized something. The front door we accessed the room had no handles. It seemed that the only access that prevented the house was the iron door, the wooden door that gave access to the house inside, had no knob, had nothing. It was just a hole. We pushed the door, entered and was given the order to simply see that this meeting was simply going to help me get in connection with them and see if the spirits, clearly the demons, accepted my presence.

1:11:20 I did what I was told, I just stood behind them. With me we were ten people who were there. They began to make prayers, prayers in a tongue that I did not understand. They started and started and the time came when these people took out animals. Look. I' m not a religious guy and I don' t have any beliefs, but the animals took the animals' lives at the meeting. That was too much for me. They consisted of bunny kittens. By that time I was more than clear that I would not return to any meeting. But things didn' t end there. Things got worse as I spent the night. I had been told a warning. It was a warning before entering the house and it was that once the meeting had started, no one at all, even if he was just watching, no one could leave that house at that time until the celebration was over. Obviously I thought this was a rule of theirs, but

1:12:57 when I tried to get out, I realized that more than a rule, it was something that practically couldn' t be done. I was already getting nervous. I was scared. There was only the light of the candlelights that they had put and at that time we all found ourselves in the room standing almost on the wheel, in circle and behind us there were benches. Those benches were left with no one. I thought it was to sit down, but they said no. As he turned back, as he began to walk slowly, as he did not want to make noise, all of them were with their eyes closed praying. Obviously, I didn' t want to interrupt.

1:13:49 I wanted to leave without making the slightest noise. I knew that the wooden door had no handle and that the iron door at that time had taken away the lock, so nothing obstructed me from running out of there. But when I turned back, I realized we weren' t alone. There were some people, some people who were just sitting on these benches that I had seen just minutes before. I thought that at the time, maybe, they were more members and that they had sat there when I wasn' t paying attention to them. But it was the appearance of these people that puzzled me, since at their height they could see that they were children, eye and I recalculated this, only in their height, since their face. His head was that of an old man, it was that of an old man, but not a normal old man. They had bumps. His face was to some extent deformed. Some in the forehead, others in the cheekbones, others in the mouth. They had defects, they had deformations in height. I

1:15:26 could tell you that none of them exceeded the subway with twenty, the subway with thirty. These people didn' t have their eyes closed. These people were watching me and watching the different members of the meeting. I still decided to get out. From there I walked to the door. I tried to push it, but I couldn' t open it. The door wasn' t secure. I was stopping her, as I pushed bado opened up a little, but again there was a force from the outside inwards that pushed her and kept her closed. These people that I tell you, these tiny people kept watching me, they put on a bad face like disgust. I turned towards the center, looking through the windows that were both sides and, indeed, I could see that we were not alone. There could be shadows of people standing in the window and then walking somewhere else, as if they were looking after us, as if they were watching us, or worse as I saw them at the time, as if they were excluding us from the world,

1:16:56 as if they knew they should not let us out until the prayers were over. I didn' t have another one. I stayed there for two hours that became an eternity completely. We finish the prayers. The leader stopped the bodies of the animals lying on the floor. And just when we were dating, he asked me what. Such I had seemed that he had noticed that I had been somewhat restless. I said yes, that, indeed, I was afraid of everything I had seen. He told me that yes, I wanted to be part of this organization, I had to put more of myself, because for now the demons and so he said they had not loved me, they had not wanted to make a pact or they had not wanted to do something a job with me. They didn' t want to support me in my life, that I had to show them even more loyalty, like everyone in that room. I, to get rid of that moment that frankly, I already wanted to leave, I said yes that by the next time I would put more of me, I would go with an open mind and even make the prayers along with them, but they were lies. I

1:18:29 didn' t show up anymore. Next weekend. Luckily, a few days later I was offered a job as a waiter. The job was unpaid, but at least I could get whatever they left me on tip. The job seemed more stable to me and I was taking out more money than I was getting at the traffic light, so I took it without much thought. I stopped seeing Gustavo for about a year, but the experience with him was not over. It had been a year exactly after what had happened with this experience. When again I saw Gustavo this time, Gustavo, for the old days invited me his apartment, we were already seventeen years old about to turn eighteen.

1:19:19 I was quite surprised by what I saw Gustavo had gone from living in a style similar to mine in a hostel, to having his apartment, to having air conditioning, to having a stove, to having to eat. She didn' t need to eat, although her apartment wasn' t in a very luxurious area, but if it was something powerful, she had television, she had electronic devices, she had certainly been doing very well. In this last year we were talking about some things when it came to the subject that if he was still satanic, he saw me and smiled at me. Then he told me you don' t see everything I' ve gotten. Of course I' m still bailing him out and this brings you a lot of advantages that you didn' t want. But what he told me later was the trigger that never spoke to him again, even to this day. He told me that he had made a pact, made a deal and that he would do it again at any time if again the opportunity was presented to him again and it was that now, within him he had given him access to

1:20:54 one of the entities. I stared at him and told him but what are you telling me, you' re possessed. He kept smiling at me, and he just replied to me, you have certain advantages. It' s not like in the movies. I can even read people before I meet them. You and I will be the last time we talk said and done, after this talk, I never saw Gustavo again. I know the places for which you live to make, the places for which you will commonly move.

1:21:43 And I know you still have that dream of having a lot of money, of having cars, of having power. And it became even clearer to me that he is willing to offer anything to get it. I' m fine now, I' m a family man, and despite the fact that I ' m still working so that the bread doesn' t fall short, I wouldn' t be willing to make a sacrifice like he did. I just think the deal offers you very little, like money, housing, power, as much as I think it' s your soul. That was my experience, an experience I had with a satanic sect. I hope you liked to send greetings to the whole Community from Baja California, where I am now.

1:22:46 I hope you enjoyed my experience. This experience happened to me when I was in college. At that time I had a best friend here in Morelia. This girl was originally from Chihuahua, but her parents had managed to rent her a house in which she resided after school. I had visited her sometimes, but only from entry to exit. I had only entered the house and the kitchen, so broadly I did not know in the house. So as not to bore you with other personal issues, I' ll explain to you that I didn' t want to be in that place. I didn' t want to be at my parents' house. I wanted to stay a while, at least outside my house, so my friend offered me hers without any problems. I just had to take care of her. I came here as a vacation. She would return to Chihuahua to spend some time with her family.

1:24:11 The first night I spent in the house, I made the decision to explore it more than anything out of mere boredom. When I did this, I remember getting to a room where he was standing next to his bedroom. When I opened it, I realized that there were paintings inside it. I had no idea my friend was painting or anything like that. I was curious and discovered that all these paintings were covered. Then I uncovered them one by one, and each of them had the same painting, that is, it was the same image, but doing different positions, they were all from the Holy Death. There were four pictures, but she still watched the saint with one moon behind her, In another she had a child lying on her feet or in front of her and in the last one she saw half her body up with a dark background. To be honest, I was very afraid and decided that it would be best to go back and stop transculcating things. And I decided that it would be best to go back and stop going through things.

1:25:31 When I returned to the living room, I was watching TV for a while when suddenly I noticed something moving outside the house. I had no idea it was just enough to look through the corner of my eye like something or someone was passing quickly outside the windows of the house. I got up repeatedly and when I got fed up, I made the decision to cover the windows with the curtains and make sure they were just things from my head or to genuinely make sure there was no one out there. I climbed to the balcony on the second floor, where you can see most of the courtyard of the house. Luckily, I didn' t see anything and this reassured me when I returned to the Olfate room a strange smell was like a lotion, but very concentrated. I continued to walk chasing the scent did not come from the kitchen room or from outside, but came from the same room, where the paintings of the Holy Death were. Open the room again. I realized that all this smell came from that place. I tried to find out what emanated from it, but I couldn' t find it. I only saw some candles lit, but they weren' t orders, so again I got out

1:27:02 of the room. I was awake for a while and from time to time, through the curtains of the windows, I kept seeing as a shadow. I tried not to pay attention to this anymore. I was trying to think it was all in my head. The next night the same thing happened. It wasn' t until the third night that something happened that surprised me. It was about eight o' clock at night, and a guy came up to me. He introduced himself as one of the neighbors and asked me if I was living in the house, since he told me that there was another girl there. I explained to him that for a while he was going to be looking after the house. The conversation simply went away for other topics, but I was struck by the fact that I always turned to see the house and asked me twice if I was alone. After a few minutes, the boy left. That same night, a house close to only about three houses of me was robbed. The police and also the military were all over the block. It just so happens that the boy who had asked me a few hours ago about my friend' s house was the same one who, along with three others, had been stealing the house. In this small fractionation,

1:28:34 most of the families were mostly holiday- related. They caught this boy and two more thanks to the security team and surveillance cameras that each house had the entrance. Although I felt very lucky because they didn' t steal the truth from me. I was curious too. The boy knew I was alone and I' m someone who' s short and thin. I didn' t pose any challenge to them who were three. Because of this I was curious and returned the last minutes of the surveillance camera That same night I saw nothing on the first occasions I saw it, but it was because it focused my attention on me and the boy talking. When my gaze turned towards the house, I noticed something that left me completely. Scared from the window, you could see someone' s silhouette, it was, someone tall and robust looking at us from the window. In fact, at that moment I could realize that the boy didn' t really look at the house as I thought, but looked at this man' s envelope until he said that there was no man when I walked in, much less at that moment. The next few days nothing unusual happened, but for some strange reason I felt accompanied and to

1:30:08 be honest I even had the idea that there were ghosts in the house. But I slept there until my friend came home from her vacation. After being in confidence and telling her this, she confessed to me that if she was a devotee of the Holy Death and that she always asked for her protection, since she lived alone and when I arrived she also asked her to protect me, because I believe that the Holy One fulfilled this by breaking the table. I don' t mean that because of this I' m also devoted to her or anything like that. I just have respect for her and if she was the one who kept me safe. I appreciate it. Thank you for hearing my story. It makes you object of people, then of