Escuchabamos A Los Muertos Del Túnel Historias De Terror - REDE

0:05 Near the village where I grew up. There is a tunnel one has to cross to reach another village in the Altos area. For obvious reasons, I won' t say your name or the way you arrive, and if anyone wants to investigate it, it will be at your risk. I want to tell you what happened to me in an underground tunnel, a mysterious place that causes even the warmer to be shown his greatest fears in living flesh. I was back to Guadalajara. Together with my compadre, we had just gone to do some business in another municipality of the Altos. When we realized the gas was running out. It was already night and there was a storm coming because of security issues. I told my friend that it would be best to spend the night somewhere else and wait for everything to calm down. It was when that other municipality came into my mind that to get there it is necessary to enter through an underground tunnel. At that time, not one of us knew what was going on in that place, so we decided it was the best choice. I looked for the JEPS for fate. When I found him, I rerouted the car. I realized that gasoline would be very fair, so I tried to go as fast as possible, but when we got to the tunnel, I knew it would be necessary to go through it at the lowest speed. The road through the tunnel was very narrow. Just fit our vehicle.

1:30 We stopped for a moment before we entered. I was hoping to see someone who could orient us in case we didn' t run the risk of running into some other front vehicle, but there was no soul nearby. We had no more to venture. We got in the car, but just when I was about to get in, I was worried I' d heard something behind me. It seemed to be the voice of two boys, a boy and a girl. To be more accurate, I stayed a few seconds looking around, but there was no one. I chose to get in the car at once I tore up the car. I had to go at a speed of ten kilometers per hour I had the high lights on in case on the other side I came to someone who could see us from. Soon I could notice something ran right next to the co- pilot' s door. My compadre also saw it, for he warned me that something had happened quickly and that it was not a person, rather it seemed to be an animal.

2:31 We both stared at the front of the road. I was anxious to get to the other end, but the truth did not seem to end much less when one goes too slow. That' s what I was most afraid of. The car started paying for it. Gasoline had apparently reached its limit a little earlier. I tried to speed as fast as I could, but the car stopped. Suddenly. I had the feeling that it wasn' t because of the car, but for another reason, but I didn' t give it much importance. The lights stayed on. I had nothing else to say to my compadre that we were going to have to get down to push the car, because we couldn' t stay right in the middle of the tunnel, but something caught my attention. The lights were able to light what seemed to be two people about 30 meters from where we were. Two figures were distinguished. I thought maybe they could help us if it was someone in town, but my friend told me it was two kids. He was able to distinguish them very well, because my eyesight was already failing. A little.

3:45 I tried to call them attention by waving for help or asking if they could call an adult, but they didn' t seem to move. My compadre then had the idea that we would push the car towards them and wait there for soon without turning off the lights. We started pushing the car, while my friend pushed from behind. I did my best to keep it straight from the wheel and in turn pushed it. The road was very irregular. There were many bumps that often caused the steering wheel to uncomfort me. I think we pushed for more than ten minutes. I raised my head to see where the children were, but these were still very retired. The first thing I thought was that they were getting away from us and they were making a joke on us. But my compadre told me it was impossible, for he was quite sure that we had made quite some progress. We were both tired.

4:46 I suggested we get in the car and turn on the flashers. That was less battery- consuming. We had to try to rest. In addition, it was heard that the rain was already falling. We both got in the car. I took one last look at the kids and turned off the light. It' s all in the dark. I turned on the flashers. I felt a little restless. I didn' t dare ask my compadre, but I can assure you that he felt the same as me. The atmosphere was feeling a little chilly. If he kept his eye on the front, he felt that at any moment of blinking of the flashers, something would appear before us. It made me nervous. That' s what I wanted to get some rest. I looked at my friend and realized he was asleep.

5:39 I thought it would be best to do the same a tingling at the never woke me up. It was kind of weird, but I felt something itchy. I passed my hand and there was nothing that was causing that itching, my friend woke up and looked at me immediately I realized that his eyes opened too wide and in that he raised his hand towards my window. I turned around to see what I' d seen. There. The two boys were standing, a boy and a girl. The red flashers made them look very frightening. They both smiled as if they were glad we were stuck there. One of them was biting the window glass with his index finger. I looked at my friend to see if he was all right, but he looked very scared. I tried to reassure him by telling him that they were only children and that maybe they could help us. But just when I was about to press the button to slide the window down. My friend stopped me and told me to think about it. It was not logical for two children to be alone in a tunnel. It was past midnight, it was already raining hard and both smiled. That wasn' t normal. I hadn' t really thought about it. So, I wanted to get out of there already.

7:00 I never thought about what might happen to us. I saw the children again and without saying a single word, just by moving my head, I told them that they didn' t both stop smiling. I stared into their eyes and they felt strange to me. He couldn' t stand his gaze. When suddenly a strong blow pushed us forward. I looked back thinking maybe it was a car or a truck, but there was nothing. The blow caused us to move away a few meters from the children. I thought they had hurt themselves with the sudden movement of the car, but they were no longer there. I told my friend that the children might have been hurt, but before I opened the door, he stopped me and I looked at him.

7:50 He had his index finger pointing at his mouth in silence. With his eyes. He made a move for me to turn in front of us. He found what seemed to be a strange being. He hit the car chest, causing it to shake. I didn' t believe what I was seeing. That creature stood before us. It looked so real I couldn' t believe it. My compadre hastened to pay for the flashing lights and we were totally in the dark. I heard him say very quietly to keep quiet. We ' re in the dark. All the rest of the night. Not one of us fell asleep. We were just talking about the essentials. We did not move to avoid any sudden or unnecessary movement that caused the car. I looked at the clock on my cell phone and realized that it was close to dawn. I didn' t know if through the tunnel we' d realize it. We had nothing left but to wait until we could see a ray of light. I don' t know at what point I fell asleep that suddenly someone touched my life window. I realized he was a guy. He asked me if we were all right. I was somewhat suspicious of opening the window yet, but certainly this gentleman could be seen very differently from the children.

9:13 I thought about it a couple seconds, but I finally opened the window. I asked him if he was from the nearby village and he said yes. I was just returning from another town and I had stayed there to sleep, but I didn' t expect to meet our car blocking the road between my friend and I tried to explain what had happened to us. Actually, I didn' t see him at all surprised. The other guy looked the quietest. When we finished talking, he told us that no one was going through the tunnel at night, let alone in the conditions that found us. Thanks to the Lord' s help we got some gas. The car started and we were able to go our way. I realized that we were very short enough to get out of the other side. When she finally gave us the sunlight, I felt like I hadn' t seen her for days.

10:09 Kindly, the man who supported us invited us to his house for breakfast. When we settled down and rested a bit, he told us that no one in the village, in his right mind, would do what we did, knowing that it was very risky because it was a cursed tunnel, where misfortunes or horrible situations could always occur, especially at night. That tunnel played with one’ s mind and made him see his greatest fears. I asked him why he had turned into a cursed tunnel. I didn' t know why, but people attributed it to the constant accidents and deaths that that tunnel had claimed. Despite the constant disasters, the Government itself did nothing to solve it by making another path, saying that the tunnel was the heritage of the State.

11:00 Something had happened to the Lord years ago with one of his children. Then he told us what happened to him. For urgent health reasons. It was necessary for one of his children to go to another village for medicine. His son said goodbye to his father and mother, assuring them that he would return soon. He got in the car and walked. Just at sunset to the tunnel. He thought he had enough time to go and return to the middle of the tunnel. The car stopped working. He had no decomposition or lacks gas. Everything was in order. The car just stopped working. He didn' t want to waste his time. He left the car there off, took his stuff and walked out of the tunnel. He wasn' t too short. Your son was alone and desperate, already wanted to get out of that place. When he suddenly saw something that left him marked for life or or or came to his father he was in front of him. It was strange, because he had recently been fired from his home until a few minutes ago, but now he appeared in front of him. He begged him for help because something had happened to him, but just as his son approached to touch him, his father began to break down in front of his eyes.

12:20 Her father' s body was split up in pieces, falling apart on the frightened floor, her son ran back to the car, which miraculously started again, allowing him to leave the tunnel in reverse. He came home quickly just to find out that nothing had happened to his father. It had always been your son' s fear that his parents would die, and that time the tunnel materialized that fear. Right in front of him. He asked us in favor not to go through the tunnel or at dusk. We didn' t know what we' d run into. That was definitely something we were going to do. The lord helped us to supply ourselves with more gasoline, leaving the tank in half enough to reach the city and forget about that moment.

13:11 It was barely half a day so there was enough time to get through the tunnel. The car started without a problem. We turned around and headed towards the tunnel. I have to be very honest. I felt something would happen to us again. All this had made my nerves look like Crystal. I had a feeling that at any moment something would happen to us. Now it was my compadre I was driving. I was just keeping my eye on the front. Finally, after a couple of minutes we reached the darkest part, where no light came from one side or the other end. We were both silent, when suddenly, right in front of us and illuminated by the light of the car, the children were again told. This time, my friend stopped the car. We both looked at each other and I just had to tell him to speed it up. I didn' t think I' d go back to living the night before. My compadre without thinking about it, twice ripped off the car and accelerated. The bumps caused the car to stagger from one side to the other, colliding with the walls. But as much as he was shocked, my compadre wouldn' t stop. On the contrary, it kept accelerating. We were already a few meters away from the children. When I realized they both had no legs, they were the same appearances as before. I told my compadre to speed up and we just passed

14:43 between them. I saw them get through the car. Right between me and my friend. Those kids' bodies went through the car like they were a shadow. We' re a few yards away. When I got up from my place to look back, they were gone, they were gone. I really felt like we beat him to the tunnel and everything would work out now. We finally get to the other end. I was so happy to see the sunlight, that I felt very relieved. I swore myself I' d never go through it again. I distanced myself a time from my compadre, something normal between us, because each had his own job. A few months had passed after our chilling experience in the tunnel, when I received an unexpected call from him, his voice trembled across the line, which put me on alert immediately. He told me that one of our childhood friends, Jorge, had decided to visit his family, to the village where I grew up, but that he had taken the tunnel route only because he wanted to curry months ago. When we met, we told him about our experience and he was very interested because something similar happened to him. Apparently, he had tested his fate and he ignored our warnings. Unfortunately, he had not reached his destination and his family was desperate for him. My compadre and I knew we had

16:14 to return to the tunnel to try to find Jorge prepared with more gasoline and a better equipped vehicle. We' re headed for the tunnel in fear. This time we were armed with flashlights, tools and even something to defend ourselves against what might appear to us. My compadre even brought some holy water and a rosary. We arrived at the tunnel in full daylight, hoping that the clarity of the day would protect us from the horrors we had faced before. We left the car just outside the tunnel, parked in a suitable place not to get in the way if someone got in. As I took the first step in the tunnel, I had a feeling that reminded me of what he saw. We live on our last visit. We walk cautiously, attentive to any sign of our friend. Everything was going on in a normal way, without any setbacks. When suddenly, in the middle of the tunnel we found Jorge' s car abandoned and with the flashing lights I approached the driver' s side, just to make sure if Jorge was there. We just found the keys on, I took them off, and I turned off the flashers with flashlights in hand. We started our search. We yelled at him, but we had no answer. Suddenly, we heard a distant, heartbreaking cry echoing on the walls of the tunnel. We look at each other with fear.

17:41 I felt like running away from the place, but inside of me I knew I didn' t have to give up and continue for Jorge and move on. We' re walking towards the sound. Our steps resounded in the tunnel. I could suddenly hear some other drop of water fall over the puddles. That' s when I least expected to meet something that left us ice cream there. A few meters from us, Jorge was snuggled and shaking. We approached him slowly by calling him when he looked up. His eyes were filled with terror and he seemed not to recognize us. At first we reached out to him and after a few moments of doubt, he allowed us to help him to stand up. He could barely walk for more than we asked him what had happened to him. It took him a while to answer us or to tell us pure inconsistencies. While we were walking him back to his car. Jorge began to tell us about what he had seen. He was driving when suddenly he began to experience the same hallucinations as us. Spectral figures of children in the tunnel terrifying sounds And what struck him most was the appearance of his deceased mother. He saw her in the distance of the tunnel, so he got out of the mobile car and as much as he walked, he couldn' t reach her. The tunnel became endless to him, so long that he had been walking for hours. He sat down for a moment on the pavement, when suddenly his mother appeared before him. She begged him

19:15 not to continue his journey, to return where he came from, because that place was not safe. He was in a state of shock when he saw his mother, which the first thing he did before he listened to her was to approach her to embrace her, but her mother began to crumble into pieces until she was dusted. Suddenly he heard a grunt behind him. It was a dog that grunted at him showing his teeth and the foamed snout seemed to be angry. Jorge turned around and started running. The dog was right behind him a few inches away. He told us that if the dog had wanted to, he would have already bitten it, because it was a very fast animal. Jorge rushed through and stopped listening to the animal. He turned around and didn' t see him anymore. He had no more strength to continue.

20:07 He had to lie down for a moment. It wasn' t ten seconds. When George began to hear voices near him. They were people asking for help. Jorge couldn' t stand all this and had to make himself a ball on the ground until, fortunately, we found him. Thank God, at least he was alive. We left the tunnel with Jorge, grateful to have found him. Safe in the light of day, it seemed almost impossible to believe in the things we had seen and felt, but we knew they were real. After making sure Jorge was okay, we took him back to his family, who thanked us. In tears. That' s when I told my compadre that maybe the centes or spirits in the tunnel were holding some light in such a terrifying place. I proposed that we go for several sails and go one last time to the place. This didn' t seem like it to my friend, but he realized it was necessary. Maybe this wouldn' t end with so many appearances, but it would help somehow.

21:18 That very afternoon, my compadre and I returned to the tunnel now armed with sails. We knew we were playing with fire, but we felt the obligation to try to calm the spirits that seemed to dwell in that cursed place. When we arrived at the tunnel, we lit the candlelights one by one and placed them along the walls, waiting for the light to give them some peace. While we were doing it, the atmosphere seemed calm. The echo of our steps resounded softer and the darkness was still dense. The light of the candlelights created a slightly more welcoming atmosphere. We did not know if our act of good faith would have a milestone, a lasting covenant, but at least we felt that we had done something to alleviate the anguish of those who were somehow still trapped in that tunnel. Finally, we get out and back in the car. Looking back. We saw the candlelights flickering in the dark.

22:18 As small lighthouses we returned to our normal lives, but every time I pass near that area, I cannot help but look towards the entrance of the tunnel and remember the shadows and whispers that once haunted us, and the mystery of the tunnel remains unsolved. Completely storytelling. Written and adapted by sorcerer' s language.