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0:00 Sometimes, when you walk down a street in some city, you can' t imagine the stories behind the buildings we now see. Perhaps you, walking along a sidewalk in your city, see a more or less modern building, perhaps built twenty years ago. But what was there in that place, what stories were woven there, in that piece of land, what things happened, what emotions seized the people who inhabited this place, what fear they had, what sensations, what stories. All of that, apparently and only apparently, sometimes remains in one place. There are so many stories all over the world.

0:48 Hospitals full of paranormal phenomena, some of them abandoned long ago, but still have their patients. There, old churches, old convents, barracks and schools were rooted, but many of those places one hoped would be like this. But sometimes stories aren' t so obvious. We begin accounts of the dark side for strange beings event is inexplicable truths stories that other minds prefer to ignore. First let me tell you about Mrs Dolores. Mrs Dolores was born in a place known as Huejoquilla, in Jalisco, in a thousand nine hundred and twenty- two. Mexico was a dangerous country. The revolution had ended some time ago, the Mexican Revolution the Great Ball, but Mexico was far from being at peace everywhere. There were problems, uprisings in the north, in the center there were problems everywhere. As a child, I didn'

2:21 t understand that. She simply played with what she could with the primitive toys there were. His mom. She was a very young woman. She had married her husband, probably at the age of fifteen or sixteen, and very soon pains were born, that is, she was a little girl running around a little girl. Dad was a little older man. It was something in the country. Go to know what, but he didn' t live long and that was very ugly, because in a thousand nine hundred and twenty- eight they killed his dad. The pope was a Christer. I have already told you that in Mexico he faced a problem after the Great Revolution, faced the cristera war, where a somewhat dictatorial and despotic government. He implanted a series of measures that restricted religious worship, religious freedom and a lot of things.

3:15 And the fact is that many civilians rose up in arms to demand respect for their religious freedom, and this meant shootings, bombings and Dolores' dad left with the Christeros, but it was very sad because she saw him when they killed him. They were walking down the street and the dad was in the back. Mother Dolores, the little boy in arms and the youngest in the mother' s womb were there. When suddenly, turning a corner already in his village, near the parish, men appeared. They pushed Dad against the wall and stabbed him. They were probably government people, but they came in civilian. She had to see him and then found out that they had also finished with her uncle Panfilo and with another relative who was a priest and good had been that. The mother sank, sank in despair because, besides the father died, the other relatives began to look where and very soon they were left homeless, without the ranch, without the animals, without even an tortilla to take to the mouth. But there was also another problem and that was the most serious thing that had not calmed down and had not calmed down to the point that he continued to see crimes in there people who were killed, because he was the brother of a Cristero or the brother of a federal

4:47 or something and she was so afraid that one day he grabbed his children and left. They didn' t have much to go to. So they went to Guadalajara, the capital of the Mexican state of Jalisco. That must have been about a thousand nine hundred thirty- two at some point and it didn ' t go well. They hoped to find relatives there, but the relatives received them a few days and then asked them to leave. Then they went somewhere else where an aunt who didn' t want to have them either lived. Then they went to stop. The fact is, one day they were on the street. It had been two years since they had arrived in Guadalajara and were sleeping in a portal. The children were young when they killed the father in a thousand nine hundred and twenty- eight, one was not yet born. So when I' d be five or six years old and the other one would have been seven. Probably by the thirty- four pains I ' d have some. He likes eleven years old. I don' t know. They were very young and she remembers a lot or remembered a lot when she came to godmother. The godmother was a godmother they had at some point for some reason. She was a relative of the father and one day, asking about the children and the mother of pains, she was informed that they had gone to Guadalajara. He went to look for them there and found

6:19 out they were very bad. So he went door to door asking convents churches until someone told him a woman with three little children. Oh, well, we did see her and she got there to the godmother. At that time she must have been a woman of about sixty. I was tired because I had also experienced very ugly things. But when it came to them they were made to turn the world back because the godmother told them she was going to take them away. She lived in Tlaquepaque, on the outskirts of Guadalajara she was going to take them and there they would have a place to be. Not for nothing, she was the godmother of the deceased and she would take over. The godmother also had her story. Let me tell you that things in Mexico were really ugly all the time. She got married too, very young and couldn' t even have children because they killed her husband in one of so many riots. He was killed. So he ran out of kids.

7:24 And no husband. It still had its properties and it wasn' t bad. He took it to live and told him a little bit about the house. The house was close to the parish, in one of the streets of downtown Tlaquepaque. When they got there, they were very surprised. It was a big, old house, it wasn' t very well cared for. Only the godmother lived in that house. There was no one else, there was no dog, there was no cock, there was nothing, just godmother. But he knows something. In that place there were windows, there were doors, there was a spotlight up there in one of the rooms. The godmother wasn' t very modern, there wasn' t even a radio.

8:07 All there was was quinques that at night lit a quinque for every room and candles, lots of candles. That was never missing She was strange to the house because there was this little central courtyard. Then there were some rooms, there was something upstairs, the bathroom was in a corner back there, the old coal smoke kitchen. Come on, but the main thing is that there was a door and you know what there were beds for some reason. There were more beds in the house than the godmother' s. So, when the children arrived, the first thing he did was to put them in a huge tub of those old plates. He filled it with water, put hot stones, hot ans that he pulled out of a kind of stove and then heated the water. Then he put the kids in. They were all filthy, all smelly, hungry, skeletal and godmother had with what because she had money somewhere over there, in Huejoquilla, she had a ranch and here she had this house, but she also had another house she rented and another house where there were many shops. So she had money, she was already half tired, but she had a very good heart. So he put the two kids in one bed, the mom in another, and Dolores. Dolores

9:39 was sent to sleep in a bedroom next to her, because, as she was tired, she was no longer reading well. And it turns out Dolores knew how to read very well and she was very smart, she knew how to count very well and she was very awake. And that became evident after the first nights of sleeping there talking about the godmother, she realized that the ani girl had a future, she was going to send her to school, but between that beginning the classes and others she would take with her to the market and turns out that her hand turned to go, holding and to go doing very good accounts. But the house had something in particular, it was kind of weird. The first thing Dolores remembered was that on certain nights, when everything was quiet, she listened to the godmother speak her bedroom was nearby They were huge wooden doors, thick walls and a spotlight up there far away that was useless. That' s why I actually preferred candles, because the focus was so small and electrical power failed every single time. That' s why she had her candle, but on the night I suddenly heard her talk like she was talking to someone and all of a sudden, in that silence of the night, she was running away to the godmother to say go to sleep now Andale Eulalio, Go to sleep and let me rest and you won

11:09 ' t go there? Don' t go there? I' m telling you, don' t go there. Dolores, I didn' t know what it was about. He' s been hearing it several times. Other times the godmother was heard more angry. Suddenly I heard him angry when I said I told you not to come here, Eulalio? Do you get Eulalio? Release Eulalio and you heard it is as it was, Dolores. She was not silly and imagined that someone was going into the night, but the idea was taken away very soon when simply seeing the godmother' s bedroom, she knew that there was no way that someone would enter the night had not even a window outside. It was all so strange that the truth started to scare her a bit, especially when at night she heard steps coming and going, but she knew that the gate was closed and no one had opened it.

12:09 The godmother was too punctual to go to bed at about eight o' clock at night, everyone after the snack to bed. So no one came in and the godmother wasn' t enough to be having romances. One day she told her mother that the godmother was talking to a certain eulalium at night and that she was being scared. She told him not to talk nonsense, which is probably what happened is that the godmother was already big and that' s why she liked to talk alone. But that was still happening and it continued to happen loudly. It was heard as many times as the Godmother spoke to such a eulalio and sometimes not only for a little while there when there were two rooms, but or in the morning and sometimes it was so strong that Dolores woke up, that she heard clearly how the Godmother was talking to someone sometimes very angry. One of those times in the morning, when they were already going to the market, in the middle of the conversation and the gossip that she had with the Godmother, Dolores dared to ask Madrina and you with whom she speaks in the evenings forgive me if I bother her. But then, to know if I open the door, if I close it, I make up a story there. She was very awake, Dolores, and the Godmother said to her daughter, don' t pay attention is your godfather.

13:43 She kept thinking about my best man. I' ve never seen him. Says my godfather' s coming, godmother. I don' t know him, because he hasn' t told me, because to meet him, if not my daughter, your godfather died many years ago. That answer left her cold. The Godmother seemed to be fully aware that she was talking to a deceased. He just told her don' t freak out. Sometimes he comes in there, I' ll have you pray for his soul because he can' t find rest and then he grabs a bunch of some herbs. He put them in his sack and they kept walking. But she was left with that situation and then they started to pass on other things. For example, that day the mother had already shouted at them to take a bath.

14:26 First they bathed the children and then, as the kids had gone out, they bathed pains for modesty and respect for the lady. The fact is that they put Latina, put those stones very hot so that the water warmed up and when it was ready, they took out the stones and put the children in. On that day she took care of pains filled Latina, grabbed the stones from the famous stove, which was a kind of oven, where they had wood and coals there and with that she put them and went out for a moment. But when he wanted to come back, the door was locked. And at that moment, when he drew his ear, because he knocked on the door, he heard the water moving as if someone were bathing surprised.

15:13 She stood there and when the mom came, she scolded her because she hadn' t put the kids in and she told her no more. Listen, you listen, Mom, there' s someone in there. I think the godmother took a bath. Don' t talk nonsense, your godmother won ' t bathe these hours. Listen, Mom, you' re hearing the water, how it moves completely. The mom, a little angry, said that like she' s moving, the water opens the door and when the bath came in, she was actually moving, but there was no one They felt a chill there a weird thing, because they also felt clearly how when they opened the door someone passed by them. These things were happening all the time and there were other phenomena, for example, suddenly you could see a man in a hat like a charro walk by. There was nothing different but shadow. They were downstairs. After the kitchen, there was a space where there was a very large table that had two windows. This space had two windows to the central courtyard. At about seven o' clock they were sitting outside to snack, they saw a man with a hat passing by. When Dolores first saw him, she told the Godmother. Godmother got into someone.

16:32 The Godmother said no. No, don' t worry, take your chocolate It' s okay. But Godmother, I just saw a guy pass by You take your chocolate It' s okay here. Another day they saw him again and she was very frightened, told him hours and Godmother got in. Now, yes, there' s a thief inside. He said don' t worry That eulalium is your godfather out there. That happened every day, some little thing happened and then, for example, it was that day so ugly that day it did freak out because first it went there with the godmother, already left it in her room. He helped her because she was crooked, he settled her in her bed, put her in, turned off her candle, grabbed hers and went to her room. Walking. He went into his room, closed his door well, pulled out the blankets of his bed, put his candle together to lie down and suddenly turned off his candle, but it wasn' t the wind, because everything was closed and he stayed in complete darkness, feeling clearly how someone came and sat on the bed in that perfect darkness, he felt clear how someone sat down with him. He was able to find his matches, his matches, and he lit his candle again, and there was no one there. Of course, when she looked around there was nothing, nothing, but she felt clear how someone had sat down. He felt so scared. After that, on another occasion he felt

18:06 something like this again, lay down and then, as soon as he turned off the candle, he felt someone put him together. That time he couldn ' t stand it and got up and went to sleep with his mom. There she stayed with her, but it wasn' t long and it wasn ' t long before the two children went to sleep in the same bed, all in fear and one day she realized that the mother also one early morning, tempranito found her. I was sitting there by the window. I was like crying. When you came up and told her what' s wrong with mom, you' re sick. She told him there' s nothing wrong with him. Mommy, you have a problem. He didn' t move his head. I brought you something so you wouldn' t be my daughter.

18:56 No. She was very sad to see her mom crying. He imagined it was out of sadness for that. Then he found out something very ugly, and then he heard how the mother was talking to the godmother about what had happened to her that night. And that night, even though everyone slept in the same place, the mother slept on the shore. It was a very big bed and suddenly in the middle of the morning, he clearly felt how a man got into bed, knew it was a man, big, big hands. He felt how cold, cold, cold in the middle of the darkness fit him together, because there was no public light in those years.

19:37 In the midst of that total dimness, he could clearly feel how that body would fit in with it, fit it, and stick it together. He felt cold, cold hands that hurt so cold, trying to tempt her, he jumped up and there was no one to see the sleeping children and he didn' t dare to light the light. But he did notice that the bed was still crooked. Where she was lying. She was still crooked and then she went and moved her daughter, who was the one next to her. She was afraid that she would leave to panic and she stood there and prayed and prayed all morning crying out of the scare the godmother. He told her not to listen It' s eulalium that' s out there.

20:26 Keep hurting daughter, keep hurting poor man you must include him in your prayers. Pray for him, but pray for him. And so every night, when they went to sleep it got very ugly there were times they saw a cat. The cat was the least, but they saw him enter the room. The problem is that everything was closed and they knew they were getting there and first they changed pains, which was the lady. Then the children and l o o o or nuns dress them with their pajamites and lay them down. And just as the mother came in with the candle already set in her nightgown, she closed the door. They were going to put that on the bedside table and immediately they saw the cat pass when they asked godmother Oiga Madrina and that cat that walks and whose it is she laughed a lot and said which cat. Man. There are no cats here, I don' t have a cat, but we see a shadow of a cat and don' t listen to that bastard finding out again who the unhappy one was, why he was there. Good question. The thing is that they got a little bit used to it and he knows why they got used to it, because there was nothing for them out there in the village in Huejaquilla, what their dad had left them had already earned them. The others, the relatives, the cousins, everyone had taken something and there was nothing for them. There

21:59 wasn' t a job, there was nothing to do. So they only had the godmother and the godmother only had them. So no way to leave her or anything. And that' s how they moved on. But things happened to them kind of ugly all of a sudden. When they arrived in the afternoon, they saw the shadow passing and they had to wait for each other. There they stood at the entrance, talking about other things. They saw those who passed by the cars that were already passing well and they talked about something else in what was lost the shadow. When they saw the cat, they didn' t turn off the candle. And then, to avoid any more broncas one day the mother put a candlelight and put a little saint, the holy child of Atocha or something of those put it in her head and before going to sleep, everyone prayed and only so bad things did not happen. But little by little, the godmother also became more old and after the time, it must have been around nine hundred forty, the godmother was already very tired, Dolores already takes care of going to collect her rents, going to do her shopping, everything that needed the godmother pain was taken care of and also took care of bringing her medicine, caring for her, helping her to bathe. But that always happened to them. When the godmother said yes now, pains, you help me take a bath. It was necessary to be very careful, because if something was scary to her, it was

23:32 that the spectrum, the one by which it would appear to her, because they had even come to see the footprints, they barely put the water, threw the stones at her right away, the noise was heard. So she waited over there far away and then came to open the door and then came to see the footprints of someone who walked, wet footprints. If he was afraid of something, it was to find an altar by which Godmother Madrina waited. I don' t know what it' s all about, that godmother laughed and said, but which one it was. Daughter knew what she was talking about, because she never wanted to bathe herself and there was pain to help her bathe. I loved him. He had become fond of him, although the scares were the scares as that day would have some, which he likes eighteen or nineteen years pains. He had found a job that he was leaving early. I' d studied some secret. I' d do one of those things. So he worked in a big store. He ended his day and returned early to the house. About six, six and a half.

24:41 I was already there to attend to the godmother, to help the other brothers, to see what was needed. But one of those days occurred to him. Staying by talking to a person who was doing a few little eyes, very nice. He told her to wait a little while to talk. They kept talking good stuff. Don' t imagine anything good. At a certain point in time, he apologizes and tells him I have to go. I have to go to my godmother and he started walking without realizing it was more than eight o' clock at night. He opened the door to the house, that huge wooden door. He went in, turned around, closed and took three steps. When she felt something holding her by the hard hairs of the back of the braid, she pulled it, threw it to the floor. He felt clearly how they threw it and how they began to pull it. He started screaming like crazy, asking for help. He figured there was someone waiting for her and he was going to insult her, but he didn' t see anyone. I only felt those pulls, those scratches, as if a man really did, because I felt that I was someone very strong, I was grabbing her and I was not exactly attacking her in the sexual character, but punishing her, hitting her something. The Godmother ran down as fast as she could and began to pray the bird Maria and our father and the other, the mother, who was back over there, came running also praying and saw how she twisted and did not find that when one of the brothers, who was already big by that time, came to want to

26:15 catch her to see what was happening to her, felt a push that threw him there with many prayers and blessing in the name of the Most High that remained still pains, had several bruises, several scratches and there was no one. The door was locked. When you' re crying. I was telling her Godmother, Godmother, what was that, Godmother, what happened to me, what was that? It said. I don' t know. My daughter, my Eulalio, was never bad. My Hermulalio, I would never have done that to you. Days later they kept seeing the shadows, but now they looked more and worse even when she told the Godmother, Godmother, we have to get out of here. We can' t be in this house anymore. The Godmother said to them with tears in her eyes. I can' t hear my daughter, where we' re going, where you ' re going anywhere, Madrina, I already work. I can pay for a little house, a little apartment, a few rooms, something to stay in, but let' s go. Godmother. You sell this. The Godmother did not want and did not want for something very simple, because she remained attached to Eulalio, but everything else that happened in the house had nothing to do with it. It got very ugly little by little. The day Dolores arrived with a radio, a radio, a radio of those big old

27:48 guys, plugged him in somehow and turned it on more. He was worth not doing it, because soon they started falling dishes, breaking things. Well, the godmother had to come and ask him to return it. The godmother died in' 48. It was a thousand nine hundred and forty- eight and one afternoon, when Dolores went up to check on her, she found her dead. He found her up there in her snuggled bed. She was a little girl, she' d already become a little girl. He must have been up in the' 80s by now. I don' t know, really, but he was already a very big total, because they' re already bringing who and they did a funeral and they buried her. Back in the house. You couldn' t be there. But you couldn' t be there because as soon as the shadow came across the door, you saw her moving from one side to the other. That night they heard footsteps throughout the house, doors were heard opening and closing, All kinds of strange noises were heard, but something that really forced them to leave there that day and it was forever morning whining still with the candle of the saint, lit, even with all the candles of the house, still put with the electric power lit because they had already put light on it. Obviously, all of a sudden everything went out and, in the middle of that darkness, they suddenly began to hear the crying of a very loud baby, a crying that went through room by room, but it was not that of a newborn baby, but that of a child, a child of about two or three years

29:19 old, and they heard it running from room to room in the middle of that silence of this old house hearing that made them nervous because moreover, it seems that that thing was not only heard, but that it was seen. One of the brothers said Queralfin no longer wanted to know anything at the time. Dolores, he must' ve had a twenty- eight- year- old bear. Shortly after that he married that boy with the pretty eyes that he had spoken to him. Some time ago, one of his brothers went to live in the capital. I had studied something. The other one also left very soon. Mom went to live in pain. They had a house on the outskirts, a large property of the boy' s family. So they all went to live there. The godmother' s house was closed.

30:11 He had left them to them, left a will, giving them all their properties, pains and brothers. None of them ever wanted to touch anything. Nothing. They didn' t want to know anything about it, especially after the child' s last experience, running crying all his spectra of godmother were looking for her, they were looking for her and it was a horrible experience. They had to leave the place, close it and not return It was time and, well one day they had to answer for the property was theirs. So they started arriving at requirements, requests, all that. They had to sort things out and they had to come back. The day he returned pains to the house must have been in a thousand nine hundred and sixty.

31:00 It had been about twelve years since the death of the Godmother and the house was still closed inside were her things, her furniture. Even the robbers hadn ' t gotten involved. His furniture was always where his frets his jar his things were there, upstairs the other rooms and at the bottom the bath tub, where he was always with his apparatus, the one where he warmed some stones. He never wanted to put on a heater. She was so lonely, the house so sad. Of course, they didn' t complain to sleep. They walked a little just to check that it was in order, that there was no problem. The house was already badly damaged. Humidity had affected the ceiling beams in several parts and had begun to collapse. It wasn ' t something rescueable. It should be taken down. They did decide to work that, tear down the house and build a building. Dolores and her husband had enough money. They had done very well. So they' d set up an apartment building to rend or sell something. They' d do it down there, set up a big trade for someone who wanted to rent it, a wide space. So they hired workers and started tearing that down.

32:21 It was probably a house of one thousand eight hundred and sixty. In the 1960s in Mexico, neither the laws of housing nor the preservation of heritage were much respected. So nobody said anything. They started tearing down and that ' s when they found something weird the house itself already had its own. It wasn' t just Don Eulalio. There were many more things, because when they suddenly began to lie down one day they called him and had to come. There was a closed space, a room that could not be seen from anywhere. If you went into one bedroom, then there was the other. But if you walked outside, you didn' t notice that there was a big hole that had no door or window. When the workers opened it, they took a strange surprise. As they were pulling and breaking. This locked room showed up. They thought there could be a treasure and some tarugo even learned a torch and went in to see and there was no treasure in there. There were a lot of old things, clothes, clothes, like weddings, like things like that and not just that. They also found a skeleton there. They didn' t know if it was man' s or woman' s, they didn' t have any clothes or anything. The little fabric that was left around there could have been from anyone else' s.

33:44 There were also spoons and there were several things like they had shut this down, like that man had been murdered in that house and put there, man or woman. Whatever. When the workers called I already had that, many years preferred not to clarify anything, they wrapped it and threw it into the debris. He left with the load of the debris, no one said anything about the objects that were there. Also then more to already found something else, something like a hole in the floor. They thought again that there were treasures and everything, but there was nothing there. It was a very rare hole. There were also casserole objects, like someone had kept it.

34:24 There they demolished everything, cleaned the land and brought people to build their building. And he knows something. Yeah, they built it, and if I ' m right, it must still be out there. The problem is that from the first day in that place pains happened, because she was already a lady. When I was on my way there, there was always someone complaining, complaining about the man walking at night. They listened to him as he walked in pure heels as if he brought boots, boots of those that were worn in the field, heavy boots and claimed that why the crying child did that. When she heard pains about what one of her tenants told her by God to talk to the parents of that crying child in the early morning, she was surprised when she asked what that was like. That person told him that in the early morning they heard a child running barefoot, crying, screaming with a peeled cry. And well, she felt that her soul was going to her feet blessed the place under the pretext of the feast and I don ' t know how much they brought a priest who went corner by corner to corridor by corridor, stairway, blessing and praying the exorcism of Leo XIII.

35:47 The youngest, the one used for houses. Looks like it worked for at least a while. Why, years later, when Mrs Dolores died and they went to make the uprising for the purposes of the wills or something, that one of their children was going to keep the building, because the thing was not so quiet, because the people who went to do that job claimed that there was a strange old lady watching them, but when they arrived there was no one. And then down the shadow And so until they finally had to understand that place kept their dead. They didn' t leave The old lady was the godmother. The boy. Go know who the godmother was. He never had children, Mr Eulalio, and then the shadow, which seemed to be much earlier, did not seem to be a gift of eulalium. Then the guy, the loving one, the one who slept next to you hugged you by the man who took a bath. All those didn' t seem to be the same person, but different spectra that stayed. There are places that keep their dead and the godmother died there. So if today you plan to rent or go live in those streets downtown, in an old building, think twice because it' s been many years. And if we take into account that many years have passed and that some other neighbor has taken the road

37:22 to heaven, it is likely that there you will find the charro the one of the shadow, the clean man, the loving man, the godmother, the child, the cat and even the neighbor. Yeah, if not, it' s that even Mrs Dolores, and well, since we' re focused on talk about old houses. Now let me take you to Asunción, the capital of Paraguay. In this place many people have to go through that corner every day and probably many wonder what happens to that construction. I can ' t give you the specifics, because it' s a house that has owners and that, for some reason, they still can' t sell it.

38:19 But anyone who passes by does not stop feeling a little chill. It is a construction of perhaps nine hundred and twenty and it is a very rare house, because it is completely English style and it was English the owner. Many years ago this family came and built a house in the style of its constructions there to remember, to no surprise, I don' t know. It was a family and today people who cross there will wonder what the story of this place is. Why let me tell you that in relatively recent times, this site has been occupied by numerous people, families, offices. We ' re going to put offices up to a church, an alternative church settled there. But as for the witnesses and the neighbors who have the longest people arriving, the tenants of this construction don' t last at all. The members of the church, as we are told, lasted three or four days and went to another place they lost the deposit and so on, and there are also those who tell that there are families who have arrived a long time ago. Today it is very abandoned, it is not habitable, but a long time ago they arrived and the next morning they ran away or stayed for

39:50 several days, but never more than a couple of weeks. People don' t know why, and there' s a lot of rumors, but a friend of the canal, marce, she does know the story. And he knows the complete story of the first source, first hand. And that' s because her grandmother told her the story, because it turns out that her grandmother lived across the street in another house and she found out about this simply by chance, because marcela loved to hold her grandmother' s hand and walk with her to shopping wherever she was and when they went through that house, she always had a weird feeling, the feeling that there was something wrong, that there was something weird in that house. And this, moreover, was accompanied by an increase in the speed of the grandmother, because just as they passed by, the grandmother grabbed her by the hand and accelerated the pace quickly, quickly, quickly without turning and already passed the house that and on the next street, the grandmother would walk again with her usual tranquility and appease very calmly. But just as they were passing by the house, Grandma was quiet and speeded up almost like an athlete. Running one day, she dared to ask him, Grandma, what about that house, why she' s so lonely, because she' s abandoned, because she' s so ugly,

41:20 why do you run When we passed by and Grandma told her the story. Marcela' s grandmother was born in a thousand nine hundred and twenty- six and was born just there, in Asunción, the capital of Paraguay, and casually went to live across the street from that place. Being small three four years. He saw the arrival of those people. He saw a foreign man build in his house, evidently, with a foreign woman, a very well arranged, very beautiful couple. They came to live. They were seen to have money, Granny' s family was not so wealthy, but they had an unburdened economic position. The great- grandfather lawyer had business, they had an unbridled position and this neighborhood was a high- middle- class neighborhood.

42:17 So it wasn' t uncommon for him to build that kind of castilito, a beautiful house and a very pretty family. After a short time, they realized that the family also had children, but they were very quiet, unlike the rest of the people in that colony who knew each other. They greeted each other, invited the roasts, shared mates of that kind. That English family didn' t talk to anyone, they weren' t rude. If they met someone on the street, they greeted politely, but that gentleman went out every morning in his car, which was not very common. Back then.

42:59 The families did not have a car, but that person had a car, went out and went to work, came back in the afternoon, put his car in the garage and went into the house, the grandmother of marcela Cristina. At that time, when I was a little older than nine years old. Let' s think of a thousand nine hundred and thirty- five he' s dying of curiosity because sometimes when he walks down the sidewalk, he gets to see two kids playing there alone. The garden is very nice. So one day he breaks the rules of the game because no one was allowed to go there. Everyone looked at them from a distance and the gate came to greet them and the children greeted them and everyone started to talk about children' s things. She' s nine, one of those kids must be eight and another person about nine. So the talk becomes fluid important things for them until suddenly the mother comes out, the English lady, who approaches and with a strong foreign accent greets the girl and tells her that if she ever wants to, she can go play with her children. She' s invited, but she can ask for permission. Run home and ask permission and they gave him permission. The thing is that she arrived certain days when there was opportunity, she played the bell, the children went out and always played

44:30 with their toys from them. She never wore a doll, a ball, or anything. It was always with their toys and always in the garden. He never went into the house. It wasn' t allowed. At one point the English lady appeared wearing a small charolita with lemonade, delivering the lemonade, returning, never coming out again. At a certain point everyone' s home. At one point the mother was leaving. The English lady called the children and these as if they were little robots boom inside the house until leaving the toys, she took her little coat or whatever went out politely, closed the door and went home. There was a detail that with the passing of days had caught his attention. The house had a basement and that was very rare. There wasn' t that in this area. People didn' t used to have a basement, but this house did. She didn' t even notice when a toy went out there and she could see that there were some little windows, something she commented, but the others didn' t even do it, they were extremely reserved. Another day, while everyone is playing, she listens to a little bird, something that got between the branches and runs over there and it' s precisely close to the little windows that were facing the basement and as she approached she could see that there was someone there,

46:02 another child. Inside that space, in that very dark basement, there was another child. She was barely able to see him and she was already called to keep playing. She asked something, but no one answered the days are there again a magnificent day and those little brothers are out there very entertaining. When she goes to the little window, she approaches and there' s a creature. There' s a boy. So she says hello. I ' m Cristina, what' s your name, and that creature responds in a very rare way. Cristina, that is, Marcela' s grandmother realizes that she is a sick child. That' s what they called him back then, he was probably a person with some kind of dawno syndrome, maybe cerebral palsy, something like that drooled a lot and he wasn' t understood what he was saying. Still, Cristin stretched out his hand and shoved it through a hole in the window and grabbed the little boy' s hand.

47:04 Evidently, that creature was pleased because she stood there holding his hand and there someone made a noise and she ran with the brothers. He didn' t ask anything, he didn' t want to spoil that, and on subsequent occasions he went back into hiding to see him and didn' t tell anyone until one day he couldn' t do it anymore, and he told his mom that, well, that' s too bad. He was probably a sick child and they had him hidden there out of shame, because people thought that was God' s punishment or something. The fact is that she began to see them already in different ways and preferred to stop going to play Cristina ' s grandmother, went on with her world, etcetera, etcetera. But that house was getting darker and darker. Soon the children leave where to go out and play. Soon life began to look different because one day the Lord He got another place very close, wall with wall almost and built another house.

48:12 They all thought it might be a form of investment to rent, and in that came a woman, a young woman, a woman from beyond Paraguay, and they realized that he was the lover, because that gentleman went to the house often and stayed there. Such was her flamboyance that, however, she had a woman who had children, still had a lover and led her to live there close to her. But on top of that, it was notorious that the lady was sinking every day suddenly they no longer knew it was theirs. Someone said the lady had died first and then the lord. The children were gone, the house was no longer inhabited, and the house was left alone. Of course, the question is whether anyone knew anything about that third inhabitant, that third child, but they didn' t know. They never knew. The point is that, over time, at some point the children accept that the house will be put for rent. And that' s when that happens that the first tenants arrive and they can' t be and run away. And of course no one dared to ask, hear, they scared him off or what' s going on inside. But there were rumors of what appeared there, of how the crying of that ghost woman was heard or of how the marked steps on the floor were seen, the laughter,

49:45 the sounds of children playing when the house was empty and clear in the basement there was no way in. The feeling of sadness, of anguish of anger was terrible. People who entered felt disturbed or at least that is what is told. It could be a legend, but Marcela' s grandmother didn' t used to tell things that weren' t real and something else, she wasn' t fanciful. He was a very severe person and when he said this it happened. You had to believe that that happened. The body of the third child never came out. They never saw him, maybe he even stayed there. The lady died of sadness, anger, or anger at that mockery of her own husband. This house was marked by that. And today there are those who say that, from time to time, if you stay there long enough, you can see how a window opens and suddenly, if you stay longer, you will see a face, a woman. Some say the owner never left, she got trapped. How to know. I don ' t know if he' s still standing. As far as I knew, the house had already been put up for sale in order to demolish, clean the grounds and erect something new. Maybe it' s gone, but it had a sad story and sad stories sometimes make people, when they die,

51:17 not go away and get trapped. There you would think, and that makes me think of another story I heard as a child. The family I come from is a family of immigrants, people who came from another country and obviously many stories were told among them, among immigrants and some of them were terrifying. One that was very recorded to me was the story of some people who probably arrived in the late 1940s in Mexico. The arrival of the Spaniards in Mexico was in the port of Veracruz, in the part of the coast of the Gulf of Mexico remains towards the Atlantic. They embarked at some point, either in France or in Spain. Or in Portugal, they sailed to Cuba and Cuba came to Mexico. They came to the port of Veracruz, to a different land, to a totally different world, to a totally different climate, and they told that that was what happened to those people. The father of the family had fled in the war, in the civil war, and the family had stayed in Spain. They couldn' t get out.

52:35 So the father came to live alone in Mexico. Some time later, everyone comes to Mexico and when they arrive they find that the father is very sick, can not work, there is nothing to live and the only place where they can stay being in Veracruz is an old house in the center near the port. It' s an ugly abandoned house. In addition, this place the port of Veracruz is a jewel, it is very nice, but it is hot, humid and the food is very different. Everything was different. So when those people arrive they encounter a world they don' t understand strange.

53:17 They came from northern Spain, cold territories and entered the tropics. Well, that' s horrible, but the house had its own. It was a very old house. At the bottom, outside, towards the street, there was a small local food restaurant. Then there was a business of something else, I don' t know if a shoemaker or something, and then a sale business of hardware, stuff like that. Then the interior was several rooms on the ground floor a courtyard and those rooms were occupied as cellars. On the top three very large rooms each faced the front with their window.

53:59 That' s what he rented out. The bathroom was on the other side of the house backwards. You had to walk down a hallway in the open to get there, and then there were other spaces behind that were ruined. The house was no longer visible if it had ever had any color and the beamed ceilings showed a very evident deterioration. But this is what they were able to achieve and that was because a plainclothesman lent them some pesos so they could live there. But everything was very complicated. Anyway it was the only thing that the eldest son, at about twenty years old, gets very soon a job in a fabric store where he has to stay from dawn to dusk to earn a few pesos just to pay the basics in that place. However, since they arrived there was this feeling of sadness. You walked into the rooms, and while outside they were on a train and so many degrees of temperature or forty- seven degrees inside, it felt like a permanent cold. That was not bad, because with the tremendous weather that made the heat unbearable, entering a cool room was a wonder, but it wasn' t in that sense. It was not a pleasant cool, It was a rare feeling and, moreover, a permanent presence of an unpleasant smell, even though the cellars that were downstairs and in the following rooms were articles that were not spoiled,

55:30 it was not food, they were not animals, but tools and things like that. In those rooms there was a penetrating smell of something putrid. I know you' ll think the bathroom was broken, but the bathroom was far away. Back there was a bathroom. That was all there was. And then they didn' t realize a detail because this was not a house as such, but it was enabled as wineries. There wasn' t even a kitchen, so there was no way to cook something and no money to buy a stove or anything. They were going down there to order food at the little restaurant. She was a very kind lady, but they always looked weird.

56:14 Those young people thought it was because of their appearance, because they were foreigners, simply because of the way they spoke. In Veracruz it is spoken with a very particular accent. Spanish, but those who came from northern Spain had a pronunciation, had a cessation of a different pronunciation of C and z. It was obvious that they were foreigners and they thought that that' s why they stayed seeing them two or three days after being there one good day asks them that woman hear sorry sir they plan to stay a long time. It was an awkward question. They couldn' t go anywhere, they had no money to travel anywhere. They barely had any money to buy food.

57:00 The answer was as much as possible. Why do you ask the good thing is that in this place people who come to stay don' t stay long. The answer was not entirely frightening. Nor was it a statement of horror simply appreciated the point and said good. We' re waiting for something to come out of here. Days pass and then things begin to pass, strange things suddenly in the middle of the morning, the youngest son, who must have been about sixteen years old, rose up very exalted, very restless, claiming to have seen things hear things in the middle of the silence of the night. It became very tense. But they all gradually realized why, from that woman' s question, why they intend to stay long, because no one stayed in this place, because when the few lights that were in the wolf' s mouth went out. It was a total darkness and in the middle of that darkness there were voices people who spoke that was ugly. Back there, in the middle of the walls that had been left, that had collapsed the roofs, there were voices heard and they were loud voices so that from the back to the front it could be heard. They were male divers.

58:30 In the beginning it was only a hummingbird, as friends talking they realized that, but there were other days in which voices were already heard as of fighting orders, voices of men and then came those other scary voices screams. It was a very ugly thing. They began to be afraid, very afraid to the point where, instead of occupying spaces inside that place that was very wide, but they all said to go to a single room, accommodate all the beds in a corner and open the window in the window was a full door window, so when opening it was the avenue, there the streets, the bustle and let me tell you that an international port like Veracruz, still at dawn had movement. They preferred to hear the noise of the vehicles, of the shippers, of the whistle, of the ships, to hear that in the background. There was one of those occasions. When she came down to greet the lady at the restaurant, by the way, she was a very nice person, they asked her what had happened there that if she knew her, that woman said good. I don' t know the whole story, but there must have been some really ugly things going on here, because when I started working here a few days later, I had to see a dead man. Like, a guy who was renting. One morning he didn

1:00:01 ' t leave and two days later he didn' t leave. No one saw him until he finally began to smell in the heat of the tropics and all that. They called the owner who came and opened the door and the boy was dead. He was in his bed lying like this, with his eyes wide open, his mouth wide open. He was dead, he didn ' t have a picket, he wasn' t hurt. Nobody killed him. He died there they say he scared the hell out of what you wanted the most. Then, the man from the store next door where they went to buy a light bulb to put some more light on, told them that in that place they had killed some men many years ago, because the port of Veracruz was the scene of the French invasion of a Spanish invasion, of an American invasion of the United States, and there were shootings here very ugly things and that there had killed people and up to the back they had grabbed as a wall of shooting, a large wall that there was and there they had been given. And that' s why you heard things. Anyone would have gone true, anyone would have grabbed his malyija, his three rags that they brought and heard, but they could not and could not because there was no other place to go. The eldest son had talked with his boss at the fabric store to see if he could help him, see if he could give him a loan, but he had just arrived, he had just started working hard. He could buy food and a little welfare for his brothers and

1:01:35 his mother. The sick father couldn' t work. I was in a hospital there. All this was adding up, so they couldn' t leave. Then it started to happen. Another brother who said he saw things and heard things suddenly one day in the morning, woke up and stopped. Everyone saw it. He moved over here. He moved over there. There was nothing going on, agitated, very exalted. When the mother told her to go back to bed, the answer was a series of improper, kind of like your wife. Don' t tell me anything, but they noticed a detail. The boy had no accent when he spoke. I didn' t speak with the Spanish accent, with their own accent. He didn' t pronounce the letters the same way. He spoke in a very rare way and they barely had time to arrive, he had not even gone to school so that he had learned Mexican Spanish nothing seemed to be another person. He acted differently, demanded things, shouted, groped, tried to sit him down and couldn' t. It was a very tense moment. The older brother was already starting to smoke and he had a pack of cigarettes and the boy went and grabbed a cigarette and smoked it like a professional, when he had never actually seen him smoke and never smoked. Obviously, the words he used were different and suddenly he fell down, lay down and fell asleep. But that

1:03:06 was only the beginning. As the days passed, this became much more evident and it also became evident that it was uncontrollable at dawn almost knocked down to the door and went out and walked just back, towards the place where the screams and those strange things were heard. The older brother wanted to go, but the mom stopped him. He said don' t go, son. This is so bad. Holy Christ, deliver us from all evil. I don' t know how much she started rubbing. Lady at Dawn was sitting out there in the hallway. The brother didn' t know what he was doing there, he was confused and he didn' t know how he got out. In the following days, this got worse because it was becoming more and more evident that at night that was not his son, but at Dawn he was disoriented and did not even know who he was. On one of those occasions, when the brother tried to control him, he turned so strongly that he knocked him out. He gave him two or three blows, very strong, as a professional, as a street fighter, as someone did, he beat him, he left him lying down and the older brother was much bigger, he was a very strong man and yet that boy who was more of a complexion, sick and fragile, had left the older brother lying there and went to the back rooms. That day, when the older brother went to work, the boss called him and told him what happened to you,

1:04:36 or because you' re like this, you can' t work selling fabric. See how you come with your face and he told her my brother' s very bad. I think he didn' t like being in this country and we don' t know what to do and the house doesn' t know how much he told him to see Wait, wait, wait, you got hit by your brother, the skinny one. This one, yes, and how he could have hit you. It' s just not. I can' t control it. He' s got incredible strength and suddenly he talks like he' s not Spanish, he talks like Mexican. I don ' t know how much curse you add to my mother' s beating, I don' t know how much, son like that of so many. That Spanish friend tells him why you don' t talk to Fulano about such in the Warehouse. He knows a lot about these things and he' s going to guide you. He went to the Warehouse to talk to Fulano about such that he was a man who came from Alvarado, which is a community that is later and of alvarado upwards, towards the mountain, he is in a place of witches and witches, which is catemaco. That man said good to him. What you' re telling me is that he brings a dead man inside your brother, and that' s very serious. He' s gonna finish it. He' s eating, no, he' s not eating, he' s sleeping, he' s not sleeping, he' s hanging around back there every night. Then he' s gonna finish it.

1:05:51 You need to cure him Look, go with such a person in such a part Take him, make sure he doesn' t say anything to him, and you' ll see, and he did. He asked permission because he worked from Monday to Monday in the business, that he had no rest days as they arrived. They were immigrants, as that relative took advantage of it and it was working from eight in the morning to ten in the evening of Monday until Monday. So he asked for a permit. He had some fish that he had kept and with that he took a transport with his brother to go to visit something for I don' t know how much, and they came to that place. Just across the door. The woman was told you brought a dead man and he' s a dead man of many years.

1:06:35 He did his things, a lot of things. I don' t know what the details were, but they said it took a long time until suddenly the brother came out, making his stomach very decomposed. He looked like he was dying, but he was fine. That day they returned to the house, grabbed their bags, talked to the lady of the bargain downstairs. They had made good friends with her and the lady admitted them to her house gave them a room where they could stay safe and quiet. Soon after, another relative of them, who was in Mexico City, sent for them and they went there, and there they began to make profit people, to have business, to grow up and never again had problems of that kind. Or that, of course, from time to time the older brother came back to Veracruz just to visit that place and never stopped going to see the lady who became old. And every time I visited the lady I told her a new story, because every time someone came in, someone like them, horrible things happened to them and after the years there were more dead until one day the house fell on its own. Today there is something else, another building, another new thing. So I already told you, when you walk down a street in an old town, it may be that that building looks new, but who knows what stories are behind it. And surely in that new building

1:08:10 it still remains in memories of a terrible past. Now I' m going to talk to you about another one, which is a little different. Already to close this program Santino tells us an experience that his family lived many years ago in Viña del Mar, Chile. They came to an old house, a very old house, was in good condition and was spacious, a spacious house. So Grandma went to sleep in the upstairs room with her two little dogs. The mom went to sleep in a room downstairs and there was a wooden ladder of those old ladies that went up and on and on. Everything was fine. The house was fresh, comfortable, spacious, you could be there. Nothing had happened until one good day, all of a sudden the bitches had two of those company dogs. Grandma had her little dogs. They barked and barked like crazy. They were educated, they were little animals, accustomed to the fact that when the owner went to sleep, the little dogs lay on their bed. When the owner got up early, she opened them up and led them to go to their needs. They didn' t used to be annoying, especially at night, unless something special happened. They barked, but suddenly they started barking and casually barking towards the door. Grandma didn ' t pay much attention to them, and the little dogs didn' t come out, but came back and hid. It was totally weird that one

1:09:41 day Grandma has to go to something. I was gonna be at a relative ' s house. That night the mother is left alone at a certain time. The bitches are going to their bed. They' re animals of habit They climb the stairs and go to the room. Suddenly in the morning, the mother listens to a moving animal, a dog, a dog you have already heard on solid floors, not on carpets, but on floors of solid material like stone marble. When a dog walks, you hear the fingering and she listens to that and hears how the ladder goes up and the first thing she thinks is the bitches. Strange but the animal is very heavy, because, in fact, when it goes up the ladder is heard as creaking and the dogs were small, small or one of those things. Then listen to him again when he comes down and hears how he walks around and surprises him.

1:10:38 A few days later she listens to him again and talks to Grandma and Grandma tells her, no, mija, what she' s going to do. That' s nonsense for you to spend the days and keep listening to it. But Grandma' s already in the house and the bitches are sleeping with her, with the door locked, and every time you hear that, the bitches are barking all over that one day this is happening, Mom, why don' t you believe me. No. That' s total nonsense. One of those nights gets ready and when he hears those little bumps from the dog' s fingernails. He runs up to see his mom and the mom wakes up all angry and tells him again bothering With that he says come mom, come down and lie down there in his bed. Mom tells her I' m going to sleep now what nonsense these are. When all of a sudden they listen to Pa. Pa, Pa? Pa? Pa?

1:11:30 Pa, outside the room and then listen to ta ta ta, Ta tata, how she' s going up the stairs. You can hear the taping of the joints and the tapping of very large footprints. Only the little dogs were locked in the upstairs room and at that moment they start to hear how they scream, how they bark. And that' s when Grandma wakes up very well and starts praying. There was nowhere a dog would go. It was a ghostly dog going was the story. Who knows. They left that house, went to live somewhere else because you couldn' t be there and they were right about that. Many times these manifestations, which in principle would appear to be harmless, may be the prelude to something much more serious.

1:12:16 Sometimes these phenomena are a prior stage. They begin to soften people, to soften them, to take away your defense, to make you feel that nothing happens until suddenly what I told you about Veracruz happens and eventually you can no longer be what you would think about all this. Very good night, thank you for joining me and rest in peace or