MARATON DE HISTORIAS EN EL TURNO NOCTURNO / RECOPILACION DE HORROR / L.C.E.

0:02 Many of the people who work as gas dispatchers will be able to tell you this. They also know many people who have interesting stories to tell some of these are not to tell them, but to bring them with them, such as the experience that happened to this gas dispatcher. He found himself on an ordinary night when a strange car arrived, a strange car inside him there was a person, an inert person who made no gestures. His appearance there was totally strange. What this gas dispatcher didn' t know was that he wasn ' t an ordinary person. I was about to experience a paranormal experience.

1:00 His story is as follows. My name is hilarious. I' d mejia what I want to tell you. It happened when I was working as a gas dispatcher, a somewhat tiring job if you' re in the daytime. On the contrary, if you' re at night, it' s much quieter. At that time, when this happened to me, I was working on the night shift. It was a gas station that wasn' t that big and there was also one of these self- service shops across the street.

1:44 So, I was the only dispatcher who stayed all night. It wasn ' t necessary to have another one. There weren' t many people passing through that gas station. I never got cars together, so I practically did all the work. I wasn' t just having two other employees working at the self- service store. From time to time we would talk to them, we would hang out and when I had to go to the bathroom they would take care of me that person who came to the gosrenera person who would tell him to wait a few minutes. When I came out of the bathroom, just as it happened that night, I went into the bathroom, I took my job to them two, and they were watching out the window.

2:40 We' d done it before, so it got weird when I got out and saw there was a car, a car standing there in the gas pumps. This was very strange, especially because my colleagues didn' t come to knock on the door. I had taken a while when I was in the bathroom. I was combing my hair and even texted the phone why I hadn ' t been told I had a client. Anyway, without going all the way around it, I walked into the vehicle and I got another weird thing done to myself. Usually, when people arrive and see that there are no people, they get out of the car, they go to the store, they warn that they need gasoline, that is, they don' t arrive and they stay. There and as if this were not enough. The moment I get closer, I see that the man who is driving comes completely alone, but also well inert, without making a single move. This man simply came sitting, without moving his head, simply looking forward, without paying attention to me. I didn' t get in a hurry either. I caught

4:11 this, but I just let it go. I got to the bombs and I said, good night, how much it takes and which one. I was waiting for your answer. But in that I realize that the glass comes up to the top maybe, you can' t hear me that it' s most likely. Then I approach the copilot' s window and touch it, even though I' m touching and touching the window this person does not lower the glass. At that moment it becomes even more strange to me. Then I walk and circle the car to get on the side of the pilot.

4:57 But once I get there or or, I have the same answer as much as I touch the door also does not lower the glass and much less opens the door. The glass is totally polarized except for the one in front, so he looks a little bit out of his head to see us face to face to ask him what he' s doing there, what' s being stopped that why he doesn' t listen to me the moment I' m looking out front, I see his face and I see it very clearly. This man has his eyes completely black, also around, as if these were subdued inwards. This man still doesn' t move a single muscle, he doesn' t make a single grimace. It just ignores me and part within me appreciates this. I retire somewhat bewildered and frankly, very frightened.

6:03 You don' t have to do that at the time. So what I can think of is going with my partners. There' s the store and then ask them for help. What can I do in this position. The man is strange, produces a chill just when he sees it and I can ' t take it away. Just like that, I walk into the store and tell them I need your help, please come out and help me, since the man who comes in the car is causing trouble at the time they agree, but first they tell me they have to attend to customers before they go outside. For this, two people are approaching, a teenager of some sixteen seventeen years old and his father, a man and adult of some forty - seven years old. They listen to the conversation we have and the father subtly interrupts. He asks us what problem we have if we have gasoline, or there isn' t, because he thought we filled the tank. I explain to him that I could gladly fill his tank only that we had problems with the car that was standing there. He, at that moment, laughed and told me that there' s no problem, that that car is his and that he had just left it there. But since there was no one decided that he was going into the store to buy something that I was going

7:33 out of the bathroom. At that point it all fits, but it comes here when I ask you if you know the man what comes in the car. Obviously, I expect a yes coming from him, as I tell him he has a strange disease in his eyes. This man' s eyes look completely dark to him, so I ask him if he has any difficulty or any suffering. At that moment, both the father and the daughter remain strange to me, if they tell me, but we come alone, we are not accompanied. At that moment I tell you there' s no man there and he' s over your car. I wanted to talk to him, but he doesn' t listen to me. It looks inert It doesn' t move anywhere. At this very moment, the five of us left the store as quickly as possible, because what we thought was that a guy got into the car danger could take him or maybe he was stealing him. That ' s why he ignored me. But when this man came out, he was no longer there. The car was parked, but the man was gone.

9:00 The father and daughter after this, they continued their shopping and then I turned off their gas. I remember very well when I was dispatching the gasoline to them, because at that very moment, even though both I and my companions and this family also came to the conclusion that this man had gone into it. I had wanted to start the car, but as I had seen it very surely In what I got into the store, he had gone and left, although of course this is ridiculous, because all the doors had security.

9:46 But I wanted to think so. I wanted to think that was the answer. But at that time I was dispatching, I felt the presence of this man, but now sitting in the back seats and I was more than sure I wasn' t looking this time across the street. This time I was looking at myself because I felt the look of those times that you feel a very penetrating and nailed look at you I didn' t want to turn. I was just looking at the store, holding the hose. I could see the shadow coming from inside the car through the corner of the eye.

10:37 But despite this, I didn' t want to turn around. I didn ' t want to see it in the eyes, because they were probably going to remain as dark as last time I just wanted to save myself that trauma. I removed the hose, put it in place and still, keeping my eyes fixed on the tent, trying to ignore the presence of that man. I couldn' t help it. When the car was already going out onto the road, I turned to see it I saw eyes nailed to me, even though it was polarized. These eyes were shining, shining in the dark, and they were looking at the silhouettes inside the car. It wasn' t two anymore, now it was three people who were going. We will begin with the first story that comes from a person who works in a maquila, not precisely in the production area and, as you know, the machines, at least for the vast majority, do not have night hours by the few people who had stayed in this place was said a legend, a certain

12:11 legend that from when night fell someone looked like. The few people who were left working after night said they saw this spirit. Obviously, this was only thought of as a horror tale, but the person who tells us this story for his bad luck, had to return to work hours after everyone had gone in the middle of the night for a simple mistake he made. But this simple mistake was also the reason why he realized that all those strange stories and legends that were said were true. My name is Laura Vázquez. My experience begins about nine years ago. I studied the accounting career. Therefore, as I went through applications I found work on what would become a maquiladora in her accounting area. I was working there for about four months, five months, until I started listening to the stories that the maquila descends. I think a

13:41 lot of us, in different jobs, have heard a saying that says let ' s leave late here scared or let' s go early that they scare here. Surely many of you say them in a funny way when the workday is over, for let me tell you that in some places this applies and applies in a very small way. Table. Such was the case with this maquila. It happens that a companion of mine, a companion who was in the accounting area, as well as me, as well as two mechanics.

14:33 As you know, a maquila closes early, about five or six o' clock in the afternoon. Some bosses stay, but it' s only around eight o' clock and these workers said they saw something around ten o' clock at night. The example of my friend, who was also an accountant, like me, was that he had returned to the maquiladora for some papers that he had forgotten. Coming in. One has to go through the whole maquila, go through those hallways with everything, absolutely everything off. The offices, the accounting offices, the marketing offices, as well as the others, are located on the second floor, but at the bottom of it, therefore, you can not turn on any light, since the access to the lights are also to the bottom. That without also saying that a single switch off of these lights causes several of these lights to turn on. So, if you just go fast, it doesn' t make much sense for you to turn them on. My partner turned up his cell phone and arrived at the accounting offices. Once there, he says he saw a man, but a

16:08 man completely deformed. He says that this man used a very worn, very dirty coffee raincoat, that on his back one could see a bump, that he is more than sure. It was a hump. His hands were large, with long nails, coming out of these his completely cadaveric face. The basins of his eyes were drowsy and in them one could also see the glistening eyes, as if it were a dead body in full decay. That' s also adding to the foul smell that this manaba. My partner. Due to the scare, the vigilante fainted and had to enter for him, as he did not leave his story. As you know, it was very frightening for our department and in a matter of days, all over the machine it was known after this, they had to live something paranormal to two mechanics.

17:37 These two mechanics were repairing a supposed machine already late at night, when suddenly they say they see this man in the same way and with the same characteristics, this old man of absolutely disturbing appearance. What they first caught was the smell. It' s stinky, disgusting smell that started invading them all over the place. Once they turned around to see where this smell came from, they saw it. These two mechanics didn' t faint. They were downstairs.

18:30 Therefore, they had a lot of space and many places to run to, which they did. Their story gets worse, as they say this man was chasing them all over the maquila area. There was a squealing sound. They say it wasn' t like a laugh, it was like a squealing, a squealing of some animal, that is, this man didn' t even have a person' s voice. They say it was very similar to the sound, which would provide a bat. So much was the terror and so much was the despair that they laid down several things and, at the end of the day, they managed to get out of the machine through the door, very scared and very determined that they were not going to go back in even by their tool. Listening to the story of the accountant and listening to the story of the mechanics, it was more than obvious that people did not want to stay in that maquila beyond six in the afternoon and even the area chiefs. But then it came to me. Turns out I was running some accounts and when the time came, I forgot my cell phone in my writings. I was thinking about the accounts, thinking about all the work I

20:04 had. So much so that I took the transport, came to my house, even platified a little and when I wanted to look for it, I remembered that I had left it on the desk. I couldn' t stay on the phone more than anything, because I was still on the weekend and the machines didn' t open. I had to come back for him more than anything, because I have access to the emails and also important information, information I have to work with, so I made a call and the vigilante already knew that I was going to go there. When I got there, I saw the maquiladora and I couldn' t help but remember all those stories that were being told about what was going on there In the evening, when the guard opened the door to me, I noticed that he was an older man He was perhaps a man of some seventy years, had quite a lot of experience on the site and said that he knew everything by the finger in that maquila. I thanked him and went into the maquila. He gave me a lamp of his, since I didn' t carry my cell phone and I didn' t have anything to use all the way to the office.

21:32 I had to walk through those long corridors and also walk through the entire production area until I reached the offices. Although I was very afraid, nothing strange, the way appeared to me, it became very long. I climbed the stairs and when I was already in my office looking at my desk, I heard cheppazos approaching down the hallway. Then I saw a shadow peeking at the accounting door and as if I were already waiting for the worst, I prepared myself even to run. But at that moment a man opened the door.

22:21 He wasn' t the watchman, he was another man. He was also an older man dressed in a raincoat, but with a very neat, well - kept raincoat, his hairstyle. Also despite having all his hair cano, this one was very well combed, well arranged, very neat and refined, and even in his walk. When he approached me, I could recognize even a lotion. This man asked me sorry, Miss, but what was good looking for. I told him that I had left my cell phone and that I was busy only coming for him. He and most certainly took me by the shoulder and pulled me away. A little later he opened one of the drawers, pulled out his cell phone and put it on the desk. Then he closed the drawer. Right away. He turned around and looked at me and told me to have a good night. After this, he just retired.

23:32 I took my cell phone. I went down immediately more than anything because I wanted to reach him. I didn' t want to go through the whole maquila. Again by myself, but even though I looked at him in the hallways, I never found that man again. It happens again, he has the lamp in the whole maquila and as he leaves it, the old man asks him who that man was. He was very confused. He didn ' t know there was another man there besides me, but when I started telling him how he looked, what he was wearing and how he behaved, he' s just a voice, a smile and he said to me, I see you met Don Carmelo. That old man' s always around He ' s taking care of the changarro. He just doesn' t leave.

24:33 I was confused and asked him who Don Carmelo was that if he was one of the owners, the watchman answered me that, in broad terms, he was the rightful owner. Many years ago, he had built the whole maquila, He had hired the first operators, the first people and even hired him when he was a young man of just about twenty years. At first it seemed impressive to me, since I had never met him, but the watchman told me not to be surprised, because Don Carmelo had passed away more than fifteen years ago that he from time to time could see him during the nights a shadow walking between the apparatuses, between the machinery and also between the offices.

25:45 Don Carmelo was an amateur at work, loved what he was doing and was very strict at this point, so he had lost his life inside his office due to a heart attack. I didn' t know all this, but of course, the watchman had been when all this had happened, and only the managers and the people who had been there longer knew about it without further ado. I retreated I felt chills because while my encounter was not terrifying, nor was it an encounter that left me disturbed to tell the truth, knowing that I had dealt with a spirit was something that gave me chills.

26:37 But after this, something didn' t make sense. Those men claimed to have seen practically an old man looking monstrous, while I saw the opposite. Months later, both the mechanics and the accountant, who said to see seen this, were fired as they were doing some illegal acts. The accountant was stealing money and the mechanics were stealing good parts of the machinery to resell them on the outside. Don Carmelo, as he told me, the watchman had a very big hobby for his work. So much so that I' m more than sure he comes from the grave to keep looking after him than if you' re stealing from his business, he won' t think twice about scaring you. But on the other hand, if you carry all your accounts well and have nothing to fear from you, it will happen to me that the only thing I saw was a refined man who with great kindness helped me that night. Cryptamaniacs. The following account I' m afraid I have to

28:12 make a warning before you hear it. It' s a story to which I was sent by audio and let' s say the person who sent it to me sent it to me very detailed. In fact, the story is a long one because of the details it gives me. I chose better to spare myself certain details so that, in that way, the story will be a little shorter and more enjoyable, as well as for some people who may be very susceptible to aggression that can be from one human being to another. This story also comes from a petrol dispatcher, who one night arrives a destitute person, a bitch, a person who wanted to buy gasoline, but without a car. The reasons were totally strange and even though this dispatcher refused, he had no idea what he would live that night. That night I would see what a human being is capable of, just how much a person can get with sadism and excessive malice. My name is Emilio, who' s novating. The story I want to tell you happened about five years ago.

29:49 At that time I was shipping gasoline and so far, in all those days and nights I had worked, nothing strange had happened, nothing unusual, like annoying customers, preponderant customers and one of the other misunderstandings with truck drivers. I already had my good experience. Then he knew how to treat people or how to act under different circumstances, especially when certain people went to order gasoline on a regular basis, when they were carrying pots or bottles to get gas, he always saw the person, although we had a rule that we couldn ' t sell him so much gasoline in a container that it wasn' t a pot or maybe zero, depending on how we see the person. One day a businessman arrived, a man dressed in a suit and asked me for gas in one of a boats that I think was water. One of those canisters that store about three liters, four liters. I made it clear to her not if before I told her I had to buy a claw, since this would not be repeated. I give you this example to put into context and, above all, if there are dispatchers listening to this story, take

31:23 this into account. I was in one night, I had more partners. Of course it was a bigger or smaller gas station. But even if it ' s a big gas station, even though we' re very close to the downtown area, so to speak, there' s a few hours dead. These hours, they usually go from three to five in the morning. There' s almost no people. The only ones that pass regularly are the truckers and on that occasion I walk to a person approaching in the darkness.

32:04 It was a person who was dressed in rags, torn dirty pants, the shirt equally torn, stained, was very dirty, the beard very grown and from the appearance in which it came, it could easily be deduced that he was from the street a homeless person. This person came with a container, one of these containers from which they are returnable. When he came to me and started making some sounds, I mean, the person didn' t even speak was these strange sounds, like he was suffering from some mental illness, because genuinely. That seemed like this person wasn' t right in his head and I told him nicely that he obviously couldn' t sell him gas.

33:04 He stretched me a ticket, a ticket well, very big, but I told him no, he couldn' t. He spent a long time trying to fill it up, but I too got angry and called another partner between the two of us We told him we weren' t gonna fill him up. At the end of the day, this homeless guy ended up leaving I didn' t know what he wanted her for, and frankly, from that moment on, I knew it wasn' t at all. Well and maybe in a way, also to protect him, because he could hurt himself, a match, a cigarette he would have had and the disaster would have been huge. But within a few minutes he came back. I think it' s been a few forty minutes. I was in the gas pump just the same and I see this man again walking in the dark, but this time he comes with a gas claw. I was carrying it from below, not carrying it with the handle from above. This claw was painted black. He came in and put it in front of me. Again, he stretched out his arm and showed me the ticket. I was making noises with gestures to get gas out of it. I once again refused, especially because I saw the claw and saw that it was too old for sure. I would have

34:39 a hole and I also caution that the top of the claw is being pressed or rather taped. But old tape. It was noticed that they had recently rolled it all over the top, as if someone had cut it and saw it being put back in place. This seems even more strange to me and I say no, I' m not going to fill you with this man. This occasion is not going away. It stays there. I warn you that you have to leave and if you don' t do it that we were going to take you out, do yourself a favor and you' d better get going. But he didn' t listen to me. I was sick of it. I went to the bathroom. When we were dating, I realized that one of my colleagues, the third, was a young boy of some eighteen years. He just walked in with us. I was a few months old. I was just about to fill him with gas. The claw on that homeless guy. At that moment I run to him and tell him what you' re doing. Don' t give him anything. My partner had already taken the money and basically the fair was going to keep him thinking about the situation, I don' t blame him. He was young, wanted money and could simply be said in quotation marks. He wanted to

36:14 take advantage of the circumstances, but one always has to see beyond. I said no, I didn' t give him anything, and luckily, when I took the hose, my partner hadn' t opened anything yet. At that point, the homeless guy gets a little aggressive and between the three of us, almost like surrounding him, we made him go away, but he left in a strange way. This homeless guy was laughing and laughing in a very sinister way. Obviously, we made him not leave to take his claw, but at the moment of grabbing it, it weighs me and weighs me a lot. This claw didn' t come empty immediately. I see that the upper part of the holding it, the tape, can be easily and quickly detached. I hear some scratches moving from inside the claw. We, the three of us, kept looking like we knew what we had to do.

37:28 We grabbed the claw, one from each end, while another and rafted the top that worked at that time as a lid to see what was in it. Once we picked him up, we saw him. The scene was heartbreaking, especially for a person who is very attached to animals, to a person who especially loves dogs and is that inside the claw came a bitch. Along with all their young, I can' t say they were coming in good condition Right now, maniac crypt, I' m afraid I' m going to have to save some explanations that the person who sued the story told me they' re not going to give so many details of how they found the dogs. I can simply tell you that they were very badly hurt, but you could see that all these wounds, which both the puppies and the mother had had or had suffered, had been provided by that destitute. The mother had her snout tied to keep him from screaming, and all the other puppies were in different circumstances. Some were no longer alive, the mother was

39:00 no longer alive? There were just like three who struggled because of their wounds to continue living. Now yes, we continue with the story. We took those dogs that were still alive and put them near the sidewalk. It was like three and not bad memories, but only one survived. The others died because of their injuries. And it' s at that point that I think how bad a person can be and how far a simple oversight can go. I mean, if the other person had come with the soda bottle, with my other partner, my other partner, just because of the money, I would have filled the bottle, what I was going to do with that gasoline.

39:54 Well, I think we can all imagine that they would go what I wanted to be I can only feel a repulse and a chill that runs through my body just thinking about what the last minutes of those little dogs' lives would have been like. Luckily, while this story has a bad ending, it' s not bad at all. We ended up adopting the dog, we put it flat and until now it is still alive and very well fed.

40:35 It was adopted by the gas station and while I no longer work, it is relatively close to me. And every time I can pass by and greet my former colleagues and I also greet that puppy, that doggy that every time I see it, I always remember that person' s manic laughter. Luckily, I haven' t seen this homeless guy in my life again. The watchers have many interesting stories that are worth hearing Many would believe that the stories of these men would only be in distant places, inhospitable places, like warehouses, but the story that this watchman brings us tells us that this is not so. In fact, the places where you least think there might be some paranormal activity are the places that lend themselves to this something very interesting.

41:50 You don' t think anyone would believe that in an abandoned building more frightening experiences would arise, but quite the contrary. He says that sometimes this happens in crowded places, as he happened to them. But this story, apart from him, also has another protagonist. Mirrors are very interesting because, beyond just taking them into account for appearance for us to see, to fix ourselves, to serve also for cars. Mirrors and can be investigated are used in large numbers in budu rituals, in satanic and even more modern rituals, in crippasta rituals. Why is it that mirrors are so mysterious? It will be that, as many say, through them you can see another reality, another dimension. Well, I think the next story will leave us with more doubts than answers to this. Hello my name was used before and for a good time in my life I was a venerator this more than anything, because I

43:24 had some business to do during the day and during the night. This job was very easy for me. I was a wakeer in different parts commercial shops parking lots and even some cellars that were totally uninhabited, where I think most, when entering even during the night, would think they scared. But the most ironic thing of all is that I' m going to tell you that in places where you least think something paranormal is going to happen. Unfortunately, it is where it happens most, because, despite being watchful in those large and lonely cellars far away and even in some parts with lack of light, nothing ever happened to me. I' ve never seen anything strange other than animals. Quite the opposite. When they put me in a clothing store.

44:28 This clothing store had a lot of people. When I arrived, which was about nine o' clock at night to leave at nine o' clock in the morning, there were still a lot of people. I was in charge of making sure that by ten o' clock at night there was no one to tell all the customers kindly that the store was about to close. When I was around ten o' clock at night, when I had the indication to take out all the customers, there was a row of mirrors stuck on the wall. This row, consisting of about five large mirrors, served for people who were testing clothes to come out and see themselves in the surroundings also so that clothes would be put on top of the same clothes. These mirrors were strange. Several times it touched me that when I was drying everyone, I saw people reflected in these mirrors. There were many walls full of clothes.

45:42 Clothes hung from the ceiling. It was a store we could say, of a particular genre, it was a lot of youthful clothing. Obviously, I, seeing clients reflected in the mirror, I was looking for them. I went to the place where I reflected in this mirror, but whenever I got there and looked around and there, I didn' t see anyone. It happened to me several times when I saw a man, a woman, a girl, a boy of different sizes and ages, but the funny thing was that I never saw their faces. He always saw them turned upside down or on one side or his head turned. I could never see their faces well. After several times this happened to me, I came to think that maybe I was getting something crazy or maybe something suggested by seeing so many people for sure was like that strange habit that we have some of us seeing something from the corner of our eye. But this, while strange, was not the strangest thing I had to do in that store. I had the very clear instruction that when everyone left, the staff, the customers, only I stayed in that store all night, I had to cover those mirrors with a

47:14 special blanket that each had. All five had to be completely covered, leaving no one side undiscovered. This was strange because only this instruction complied for those mirrors. There were more mirrors at the entrance, on these walls. On the other hand, I was not given instructions. There were also mirrors inside the dressing rooms, but they didn' t have this instruction During the nights I was there, the first I was ordered here. I never saw any importance to it, so I just went and covered them as soon as I closed the store. But it happens that one night, when there were torments, I entertained myself for a long time, escorting the ladies. Most of all, the taxis had a lot of flooding, so they needed my help.

48:09 They left later than usual, so when they entered the store they were already past 11: 30 and it was going to be midnight. I decided to sit down and listen to some music, and after midnight I set out for dinner. I completely forgot to cover up those mirrors. I had dinner. I was there for a while and that' s why, at 1240 I stood up and went to the bathroom and just as I walked and turned to the right. I see clearly all those mirrors without the blanket. I don' t pay attention to this, because who would notice for a night that didn' t put them on. I wasn' t really going to have much faith. Maybe they did it so they wouldn' t get dusted, but in one night, how much dust they could fall off. Anyway, I go to the bathroom, I do my needs, and when I go out again I look at the mirrors. But one thing I realize is that, while there are lights there, lights that serve me to be giving rondines, not all the lights are on. You still see darkness in certain parts of the store. I see that behind me, reflected in the mirror, someone is following me. I see a silhouette, the silhouette of a

49:43 person that goes just inches from me. Not even a meter went too close. I turn immediately obviously startled, but I don' t see anyone. I turn one way, turn the other, but I' m completely alone in the store. Again I turn and see the mirror in this one could no longer see anything. I attributed that only perhaps with fear, but trying to be sufficiently focused, I told myself that maybe it was a deception again from my subconscious eyes, so I didn' t pay attention to it and went my way. I was there. After that, I had the obligation that during the night I had to check that some machines had the roll that serves to take out tickets. These machines are located in different parts of the store. I just have to see the roll if it' s almost done changing it for a new one. That' s all. When I was changing a scroll near these mirrors, something attracted my gaze and it is because of the corner of the eye not a movement that was reflected in those mirrors.

51:06 When I turned to see them staring, I thought it would happen like last time. As soon as I turned around and stared at them, things were going to disappear. But for my bad luck, this didn' t happen on that occasion. Whatever he had seen from the corner of his eye was kept there so that this time he would see it and see it properly and in great detail. They were silhouettes. I could say they were shadows. These shadows moved from one side to the other as if they were customers I counted three different shadows reflected in those five mirrors. These shadows did not even have a body, because I could see through them how the clothes materialized, where they passed, as they looked through them, the different shirts, the different designs. This caused me a great deal of fear at that very moment. I threw it away. I didn' t care about anything.

52:13 I ran and locked myself in the office. I haven' t been out all night. After eight in the morning I went out I turned on all the lights, I took the blankets with which I had to cover those mirrors and always looking down, completely avoiding looking at that reflection. I put the blanket on and covered it one by one. It was difficult for me because I didn' t want to raise my head. Maybe when the blanket fell, there could be something reflected in that mirror that I wasn' t going to like at all, maybe something demonic. Maybe this time I was going to run with the same luck of sun the mind see shadows. Maybe there was going to be something worse. Luckily, it worked. After that night, I tried never to see the reflections when I was just arriving and when everyone was leaving, even when one did the last ones that were always leaving I had already covered the mirrors. I never had them again without their blankets.

53:27 As time passes. I think I wasn' t the only one who saw something paranormal or strange in these mirrors, and it' s that they ended up removing them and instead toured the testers, thus occupying the place of those mirrors. These were thrown out not even sold. They were smashed in the street and then deposited in the trash can by order of the two managers themselves. The reason they never wanted to say it. This next story is triggered in a store that if you are from Mexico you know it very well.

54:16 It' s one of these popular scoundrels. You will know that oxos are built in different areas, practically in every area you can, so that it is within the reach of all citizens. But of course what would happen if an ox decides to build up what would become a scene of an accident where a person has lost his life in a very sudden way, as is the case with roads. Well, this is what it was like for this saleswoman to live in. His story is as follows. My name is Edith Colmenares. The next experience happened to me recently. In fact, it is not in itself a terrifying experience, but it is a paranormal experience. Recently, near where I live, they had made an ox, one of those self- service stores, so I was needing people. It happens that this ox had been casually built up from the tomb, or rather not from the tomb, but from a tribute, a reminder of a child. A child

55:50 had lost his life on that road obviously because of a car accident and because of this they had placed a cross in homage to that child when the ox was built. They decided to keep this tribute, but for obvious reasons, they could not leave a cross there, that is, interfered with the parking lot, with the sign they were going to put up. So they decided to run that cross to one of these walls and built it, so to speak, a small offering, it' s like the one they put to the saints, to the Virgin. Jesus Christ himself, they decided to make a showcase and put a picture of the child and also put some toys there.

56:43 Most of all, these toys had been brought by the same family and one person who knew this infant very closely. The child also had little to do with his death, and for this reason he was given the consideration of doing so. This was a nice gesture. You will think and in itself, it would not wake up any bad vibes. I got here, ran for work, and they accepted me. I was working there for about six months and just as I was entering in the first few weeks, this experience happened to me. It happened that I was on the afternoon shift from 3 pm to 11 pm and it was approximately 9: 30 to 10 pm at night. I remember this very well, since I had an hour and little more to go out at that time in the colony where I am, if there are people, but not much more than anything else, because there are high crime rates, then people at that time prefer to go out in their own car than to walk. I was watching, so it became very strange for me to have no customers and basically having done all the homework, I was just walking around in the ox I was serving a coffee when in that

58:14 I see towards the street, with no apparent reason simply to see something and I realize that there is a child playing down all the rain. See, it wasn' t a very strong rain, but it was getting dangling, snorting, as they also say, and it was cold. We were in a cold season, so seeing him playing out there at night in these conditions, it became very strange to me. I had seen some young people riding bicycles for hours, but that child was very young. I was a little boy and I was struck by where his parents were. There was no adult around, so I got out of the ox and I was looking at it.

59:04 I walked from one side to the other. I took out the trash and I was looking at it and looking at it this child kept playing without paying any attention to me at that moment I called him, I kindly told him to come and obey with a smile. He goes very happy where I am and asks me what was offered me a very correct child, very well educated by the words he said to me. You could even tell me that they were words that a boy like thirteen years old, fourteen years old would say, expressed himself very well, very neat it was noticed that he had a very good education, so I asked him kindly that where his parents were, that it caught my attention and I also worried to see him alone in the street. He just told me that his parents didn' t know where they were. I asked him if he had any phones, he had a way to communicate with them or if he was coming with some family close to here and he said no, he was just on the street and he was playing. I told him to go into the store more than anything so that no accident would happen. The boy left and was walking all over the store in what I called my partner was raising the whole situation to advise me what we could do at the time. She was in the freezer. I called

1:00:37 her she came and told me that the wisest thing at the time was to take a picture of the child and upload it to the groups in the colonies that were nearby. It most likely belonged to some close family. I thought it was a good idea, so we both started looking for the kid. But the boy was no longer there. We looked for him in every hallway, at the counter, and we even went outside and looked for him on the street. Maybe it had gone away, but nothing. The child had simply disappeared. My partner tells me how the boy looked and where he had gone. If he had told me anything that would serve as a clue to where he was. But at the time of telling her the teddy how she was wearing a blue sweatshirt, wearing a red tie and wearing a blue teddy bear with her white belly, she stopped me and told me to look, the boy wears this haircut and wears this color of shoes, a color of blue shoes. I said yes, it was the same child as if she had seen him before. My partner just stops me and tells me that I had seen it before, but that before I told myself something, I had to calm down a little that what I had seen was not an easy thing

1:02:14 to explain. At least at the time. That child was the same child who had died years earlier on that road because of the accident. I, at first, think this is just something to scare me, but we both go out. We went to that window, to that window where you can see the picture of the child and see the toys that his relatives put on him. There was the boy with the same clothes and the same teddy bear, this time encapsulated in that window. The window had a lock on it.

1:03:01 There was no way anyone could get him out. My partner tells me not to be afraid of that kid. Sometimes it appears that she too had seen him, that drivers had also seen him, but that his appearance or presence does not augur anything bad. It is only a small soul, a small soul, that comes to play with the toys that all her relatives left her. Thank you for hearing my story. A greeting to the entire community of the haunted crypt. We' ve all had some work in which we feel very good at first, but what happens when something unexplainable happens to you.

1:04:01 You' ve ever been to a new job before, and you' re so unlucky to find something we could say. He has no other explanation than entirely the paranormal like this story that follows, this man had just entered to work for a family as a driver. I didn' t take it into account at all. I didn' t know and how I could know that that family had a past. We could say that sad, one of its members. Apparently he had left at least in body because his soul was still there and this man witnessed that. My name is Eric Ruiz. The experience I want to tell you happened to me several years ago in an old job I had. I' ve been a driver all my life taxis, microbuses and more recently uber, but like everything else, I' ve been jumping from work to work and on one occasion I worked as a driver for staff. It was an agency that had different transports and I was asked to

1:05:34 give transport to certain wealthy families, wealthy families needed to have a driver at all times, 24 hours, either day and night, so a week I was touched by day and another week at night. The night shift was very peaceful. Yeah, I just had a job, but sometimes nothing' s urgent. I remember that house was big and by that time I had been working there for about three weeks. I didn' t have much time. When they changed me here, I started to meet the whole family, the people who worked with this family, the casphers, the gardeners, etcetera, etcetera. It happens that when I change to the night shift, this experience happens to me. I was there like so many other nights. We were appointed a house, a small house where we had beds, a stove, a small kitchen and there we could lie down for a time at 11: 30 at night. It' s still a schedule because not so late and several of the people who are working with that family are still getting bored because

1:07:05 they don' t have any jobs. Practically still me and the other driver, since there were two of us, we decided to go out and smoke a cigarette. We always smoked him out almost on the way out of the house. But on that occasion, as we talked, it was interesting to go to smoke this cigarette in the courtyard of this There was a fountain, there were lights, there was a bench. And so in a whole and we were going to be more comfortable, we went to the bench. We sat down and started talking as we smoked our cigarette looking towards the house, looking at those windows. The silhouette of this one and my attention was going to a window on the second floor, on the right end, because I see a silhouette that is looking from the inside out. It' s a somewhat small silhouette right away. Because of the moonlight above that window, he was able to see that it was a child. A boy was watching us from that window. The two of us were staring at each other. One detail that we could say at that time was something peculiar, is that this

1:08:36 child was inside that room, but the room was completely dark, that is, the child was in that room with a light turned off That' s why we could not see it very well, but this one began to signal us, to greet us from above. We act out of courtesy. We were both new, so we thought it was the son of the bosses. We only greeted him and this child, with a smile, greeted us back. At that point, he pulled out a plane, a red plastic plane, playing with him there in the window. It was something strange, but also something dangerous, since the child was very close to the shore. He could fall if he didn' t have supervision, but he saw that he was very comfortable, as if it wasn' t the first time he did.

1:09:40 He kept waving at us when he launched the plane. The plane flies a little, but then falls above the fountain and gets completely wet, dives. The kid just keeps watching us and I think about that maybe he wants us to take him the game. Anyway, it' s kind of late. We don' t have any trouble taking the plane and leaving it in the kitchen for him to meet in the morning. So, after we finished our cigarette, I took that plane, shook it a little and then I saw the boy again with a sign I told him that I was going to leave him in the kitchen. The boy just smiled at me, kept smiling at me. I got into the house and once inside I met a girl, who worked for the family. I told him I was going to leave it right here at the table, as it was the child who had sold it and had stayed at the fountain. At first, she didn' t pay much attention to me, so she said yes, there was no problem.

1:10:49 But when she turns around and sees the plane, she immediately stops me and apologizes to me where. You tell me I found this plane. I didn' t answer him, I found him. The boy on the second floor, I think he' s the son of the bosses, he ventured from the second floor, he fell into the fountain, and we were there nearby, we just grabbed him and brought him to him. The girl looks at me very strange. He tells me not to move and at that moment he goes for a lady. Likewise, this lady is, therefore, dedicated to cleaning the home, but she is an already large lady. You can tell he' s been working for this family for several years. She goes and grabs the plane and asks me the same thing. Excuse me, sir, but this plane, where you found it. I' ll repeat it again. I didn' t find him. The boy upstairs, the one in the second floor window, the room that' s all the way to the bottom on the right. The kid threw it at us. I was playing with him, he was even waving at us. He' s still awake. He' s got the light out that cro is so the parents don' t suspect he' s still awake. The girl and the lady

1:12:21 are watching me and that' s what the youngest daughter comes into, which I' ve seen before. She was a girl of some fourteen fifteen years old and at that time, as if when she had entered, all the alarms had sounded. The lady quickly hides the plane keeps it under the tablecloth from hiding it and after that she tells me ok, sir you could do me a favor to wait out here so little. I need to tell you something. I did what he told me. The truth is, she seemed pretty baffled and wanted to know the reason. When this lady comes out and asks me to accompany her and point out the window, I do. We made it to the fountain. The window was closed with the light turned off, I to signal it to her she only carves her eyes and tells me that window belonged to the youngest son of the family, It was a child.

1:13:33 He was seven years old. He told me that this child had been born with a condition, a disease that, although treated correctly, inevitably ended up leading him to a young age of seven years. That child had been dead for two years and even though years had already passed in the family, he still resented it so much, so both the mother and the father made the decision to close that room with all the child' s belongings and not take them out until at least everyone in the family had known his departure.

1:14:25 All the child' s belongings refer to his clothes, his food, his medicines and, of course, also his toys, toys in which the little plane that had thrown me entered. The lady also explained to me that that child named Argelio, for the same reason, being in treatment almost always in rare times for months, did not leave the house, received education in the house. She was getting her treatments at the house. Therefore, he was very friendly with all the staff, with the girls, with the servants, with the security and also with the drivers. He always greeted anyone he saw, either from the living room, from some hallway in the kitchen or from his bedroom looking out the window. After this, it was already more than clear what I had seen that night, for the next few months that I continued to serve that family. While on some other occasions we went out to smoke cigarettes, we did not do so at that source again. I wouldn ' t know if this was out of fear or out of respect. But

1:15:56 after knowing this whole story, not that and to meet that child again, because I witnessed that night that the almite is not yet leaving this world. Restaurants are places where you can get to taste some dishes, some coffee. They are places where one can rest very peacefully. Some of these bars restaurants are more familiar than anything else. In some places they tend to be twenty - four, seven, so they never close. For this very reason they occupy people during the night, even if it is not much, but they occupy a certain staff that attends to the diners. Sometimes these restaurants come to people who are not customers at all and these waiters have to attend to them like any other. But what happens that in the middle of the service just when everything is thought to be going well, these waiters say that strangely they realize that they are not talking to a living person who are talking to something

1:17:26 that is beyond their understanding, such as the story of this girl who is next. My name is Gehovana Martínez. I want to tell you an experience that happened to me when I was working at a restaurant bar when I used to live in Cuernavaca. This restaurant bar belonged to an uncle of mine. By the establishment' s policies, it was open at 24 hours. I was a student at the time. I was studying in the afternoon, so I really liked the evening schedule. Most of all, weekends. The place was filling up. The tips were very good, but the ones that would come to be on Tuesday Wednesdays were not so many people in the early morning.

1:18:30 There were occasional clients of course, some taxi drivers, bus operators, truck drivers, police officers, all those who worked at night. As expected. I saw new customers every night, so it didn' t seem strange to see a new customer on that occasion. On the night shift during the week, there are only three of us, a guy who takes care of the kitchen, a girl who takes care of charging and I, who is the waitress, carry the dishes, the drinks and everything that customers ask for.

1:19:23 On that occasion, I remember this man coming in and just coming in caught my attention, and this is the way this dress was very elegant, but also very old- fashioned. It was like the dress that a very elegant but also very old cat would bring. He entered, walked and sat on the corner of the establishment. I don' t greet anyone that my strangers that my partner was in front of the door, neither did she greet him. In fact, he didn' t even look at it. Something very strange, since every time someone comes in they say good night they greet each other properly, but on that occasion this did not happen. I did what I would usually do every night I approached him I asked him that if he wanted to order something, this man simply asked me for coffee and only that I was jealous, I brought him in and since there was no other client, I started paying more attention to this one, since it seems strange to me and although I did not keep the precise look at him. If

1:20:54 I looked at him for a good time and realized that he is this man did not sip the coffee, he was not drinking it, so after some ten fifteen minutes, he went back to his place to ask if he was offered anything else, maybe he would make a dinner or some dessert to accompany the coffee. But when I got closer to this one I realized that the cup was empty, but empty in a strange condition. I' ll explain better. When someone drinks coffee, especially a cup, I think we all know that down there, there' s residue in the cup. That is, some customers leave some coffee, other customers leave drops of coffee and so many others. You can see a circle. However in the cup, there is always residue, even if they are very minimal. The strange thing on that occasion is that this rate was completely clean. It was as if she had just been brought down from somewhere guarded or as if she had just been washed. It became strange to me, but I didn' t give it any more importance. This client simply asked me for more coffee and I gave

1:22:26 it to him After serving him, I retired from place, went and sat down where himself and just like this time, so that, without trying to disguise him so much, I was watching him and I could see him in the same way that at no time did this man sip the coffee. He just stood looking out through the window, without paying attention to the drink, This time in less time, maybe in some five minutes I approached again and when I saw his coffee rate, again empty, but again empty in perfect conditions, as if I had never poured any lived there I started to feel a bit nervous. I filled up the coffee again and retired. When I was retiring again, I began to observe it and not to be the longest story. This was repeated about four or five times he did not see that man gave him zurbo that rate. Moreover, when I was returning I found her in the same position in which I had left her, but completely clean,

1:23:57 until on one of these occasions I was coming again to sit down when in that my partner the cashier speaks to me tells me that yes, I can go a moment there. I' ll be right there, and when she came to the box with her, she asks me sorry, look, I don' t want to be reckless, but what are you doing? I don' t know what you mean. I just make her look strange and ask her how what I' m doing, so yeah, I' ve seen you several times that you go there to the corner and then you come back. Talk to yourself something' s happening to you or what you ' re playing at. I was so out of my mind. I told him nothing' s wrong with me. I' m just tending to the client over there in the corner. She sees me with a bewildered face and tells me that in about two hours no customer has entered and that the place is completely empty that I meant with a client I at that moment pull her a little shoulder I tell her not look there there is a client in the corner. To my surprise, such a client did not exist, he was no longer seated. The only thing resting on that table was a full cup of coffee to the top. The coffee had overflowed, He had pulled from

1:25:32 the table to the floor staining this one completely. I don' t know what to say. Just about that place, pulling my partner too, I couldn' t explain what had happened. The client had simply disappeared. After explaining everything she had lived through, my partner out of the question that she was crazy, told me that she understood me that she was not the only one that had happened to her. Something weird. He told me that to her, on a certain occasion, when the box was not at the side of the door, but at the bar. In the middle of this and behind the bar, there were mirrors that gave a better appearance to the part of the bar where the glasses were put, the glasses of whiskey, the brewing glasses. In this mirror, logically they had to reflect the clients, because there was an occasion when this did not happen, and that is that she talks that when she was attending some clients, a couple a boy and his girlfriend tried to give them the change. When he was giving them the change, he turned his anger to show off the ticket and surprised him and

1:27:03 terrified him. In a way. See how these young people did not reflect in the mirror, all the other customers if they did, and even those who were further away. She just turned almost petrified by what she was seeing, so she was living at the time. She gave them the money and they left when they were leaving her again, turn to see the mirror and see how the restaurant door opens and closes on its own as if it had been the air, but I was more than sure it was those customers.

1:27:58 After this I had a certain fear every time I attended and even a family asked them several times the order and made sure, even if it sounds silly that they were real. And while this only happened to me once, I am more than satisfied with paranormal issues. The fear never went away from finding me a paranormal client. That is how we greet the whole Community and thank you for listening to my story. Legends in the works are stories that one over time, I think he begins to discover. It is not the first thing that comes to mind to ask and I think this happens on many occasions in large buildings, in large department stores or offices. It happened to me that I heard many times that at such an hour you don' t have to go through such a corridor, because it looks like a girl that in the evenings the watchers through the cameras saw girls, saw women, saw silhouettes or heard sounds, screams or voices. I think every job has at least one event of this and on this basis some strange rules are established. The

1:29:33 following account would fit better into what we might say that you should not disobey rules that are imposed on you as strange as these seem. After all, they got on for some reason, for bad luck, this girl didn' t follow the rules and on her night shift you voted to pay the consequences. My name is Fernanda. This experience that I want to share with you happened to me in those seasons of the good end, those three days where some other places are known as the FRAIDEY branch, as you know, in those days countless offers are put in all department stores, in supermarkets and even online shops, which is not different. In the shoe shops, like where I work, many discounts were placed and this attracted many people that day because of the offers and the high demand in those three days. And apart from this, it is a schedule that already runs the shoe shop of all the shops and that is given to all that they have to stay until approximately one

1:31:06 in the morning or twelve and a half of the night open those three days. Most of all, because some workers leave at eleven o' clock at night and therefore want to go buy something, they want to take advantage of the days. It' s a night sale, so to speak, and me for having the afternoon shift. I stayed on this shift too and believe me there were too many people, too many people. Practically until 1: 00 in the morning. We had to wait until the last customer left for the first two days. Nothing strange happened, but it was in the third and last that this happened to me. It happens that this shoe store is the largest in the entire area. You could say it' s the matrix.

1:32:03 It is inside a commercial square and consists of three different levels. The first level where the warehouse is located, is the one that has access to the parking lot and where people go down to go to their cars. That ' s where the truck comes in. The second level is the one inside the square, it is the shop, as it says, there are shown tennis, buy, customers, there are boxes, etcetera, etcetera. And the third level is where the offices, administration, human resources are located, the supervisors who go to the different shops in the conurbated area. Etcetera, et cetera? And each of these three levels has its own bathrooms. In the basement, the warehouse has its bathrooms. On the second level of the store have bathrooms that serve both customers and employees and on the third floor administration has its own bathrooms for all employees. There was something funny about this, and it' s that, even though I' ve been there for that point just like two months working, I' ve noticed that the toilets in the warehouse weren' t used. They were bathrooms that had a key there

1:33:35 once. For my first few days, I wanted to enter one of them, but I had a key and no one wanted to open it, so I always chose to use the top RH and administration or use the bathroom everyone went to in the store. But of course this only worked for me until the good end came. As I tell you, many people arrived and the bathrooms were lined up, both men and women. To the administration toilets. I couldn' t go and it' s that by this point it was already around midnight and all the staff upstairs was already gone. They didn' t have to stay. They were leaving at their usual time at 8: 30 p m at most, and the whole upstairs was completely closed, so they couldn' t go to the upstairs bathrooms. I only had the ones in the store and the ones in the basement, the ones in the warehouse.

1:34:45 Seeing that there was so much queue and seeing that the customers kept coming and arriving, I chose to go with the manager and explain if I could give myself the keys, as I had a lot of urgency to go to the bathroom. He didn' t want to give me the keys at first. He told me to wait for me. He told me the bathroom was going to be vacated soon, but this was just lies. As much as I expected. The line was filling up and breaking in, and I told him to please give me the keys, he couldn' t stand me anymore. He chose to give them to me. But before this he told me there were two conditions. One is that I had to go down to the bathroom accompanied, either by a boy or by a girl, and the other is that the bathroom door, the iron door, the entrance door, did not have to be closed for any reason. I said yes, quickly to all this I went with three companions. Two of them were sellers and one worked in the warehouse and even though the three told me that they would accompany me, they were so busy in their work that it was almost impossible for him to accompany me. The warehouse one. I was putting all my shoes together and I was helping my partners find some of my partners had clients and clients joining them, so, even though they had told me yes, I

1:36:18 didn' t want to steal their time anymore. I went straight to the bathroom, all alone. I walked down the hall and opened the door. The iron door was heavy, so if I left it aside, it was practically impossible for it to close. I left it there and, like the manager told me, that door doesn' t have to close for any reason. I walked through the toilets, and what strikes me first is that I thought these bathrooms would be dirty, would be a little careless, but none of that. Completely opposite. In fact, the bathrooms were very clean.

1:37:06 It was as if in the morning the cleaning staff came and cleaned them every day. The mirrors were clean, the washbasins each of the cubicles, especially because they were hardly used. But this bathroom had a detail, and it ' s that none of the doors in all the cubicles had the safety. All these bathrooms had to have some insurance that was put from the inside, more than anything, so that anyone who entered could not open them easily well, as it was noticed that all those insurances had been removed, as you could see the marks on the doors that had removed them. He knew the rust, he knew mostly the hole where these safes were going. As much as I looked for one that had it, none had it, so inevitably I had to go to one that didn' t have it and once I was already inside the bathroom, I couldn' t be at peace, as I listened to all the talks of my companions, I listened to all the fuss they brought there in the warehouse. And because I don' t know, it gave me that distrust that someone entered and because the doors didn' t have security The truth is that I felt sorry, so, not being comfortable, I decided to leave the bathroom and not close the iron door.

1:38:40 Just between closing it. As I said, it was a heavy door, so I was sure that no one could close it, at least not unintentionally. I closed the door and once in silence, now I was able to enter the bathroom more confidently, but almost immediately. I hear how that iron door closes, I brought the key, so little or nothing mattered to me. Besides, the handle was from the inside. It had to be opened from the inside, so I didn' t lend him the tension anymore and even felt more confident even when I heard footsteps going from one side to the other inside the bathroom. These footprints were not normal footprints, like those of a sole, of some shoe, of some tennis They were footprints like that of a sole of the foot, as if the person walking there was totally barefoot. This made me very curious, so I looked down and looked at this person' s feet were barefoot. He wasn' t wearing socks, he wasn' t wearing shoes, he was running bare feet from one side to the other. Explanation. The truth is that I had not decided not

1:40:13 to pay much attention to this, to focus on mine and once I came out of the bathroom hoping to meet that person, there was no one, either side or side, and I even looked for her. I knew very well that the doors were unsecured, so I just had to knock door to door and push it. I already met everyone at the store. I was just curious why the person was barefoot. He was probably a companion of mine and I already knew him, but he started to scare me terribly to see that with every door I opened I didn' t see anyone, and this happened in every cubicle of the bathroom I was alone. Obviously, I had a chill on my body, went and washed my hands and tried to get out of the bathroom. But the moment I put the key in and turned it around, the key didn' t react, it didn' t move, it didn' t explain to me why it wasn' t the same key I had come in with, no matter how much I moved, no matter how much I pulled the door. This one didn' t give in at all. And it was at that moment that I started to hear a few blows, a few taps coming from one of the doors of the bathroom

1:41:44 cubicles, a few touches as if these were trying to get my attention and they did it. I turn and see that it is the first cubicle that I can easily see, the one closest to me and I see two soles of the feet that come from below it. The person I was looking for was there and was knocking on my door. I was terrified, completely scared. I knew this wasn' t normal. I had searched that bathroom just seconds ago and there was no one there by then. Fear took over me.

1:42:30 I started knocking on the door, I started knocking on it, I started pulling on it, and finally, I started screaming. Open me, please, Abran would scream at me and scream until some of my colleagues from Warehouse listened to me immediately to my help. They from the outside and I, from the inside struggling the door, made it open. Once it opened, they asked me what was going on, what I had seen that I told them that there was someone else in the bathroom. They already had time there, they knew what I had seen. But still and to feel more calm, one of them went and rained from the door, searched all the bathrooms, but there was no one for what remained of the night. I didn' t attend to any clients. I was very terrified and the manager understood me. It was until the next day that he told me, along with the cashiers who were older than this happened to many workers there several years ago. Pass it turns out that many warehouse vendors said that every time they entered those bathrooms they closed the door, the security of these failed and the door remained golden and when they went alone they said that on the other side of the door they could see barefoot feet, as if these or the person

1:44:06 on the other side were slowing down for the person to leave the bathroom. Because of this and because the insurance was always stuck, they decided to remove them. Although this did not stop the strange appearances of that entity who after months realized that it was a child. A girl in a white dress, all wrinkled and dirty with bare feet. It was what appeared in those bathrooms, as long as someone entered they were locked in these. So they were told that when they went to that bathroom, they had to be accompanied and that the door had to be kept open at all times. That is why they were always accompanied in groups of at least two so that the other person would be on the slope. But in the same way, some with bad luck, it was up to them to meet that child. As time passed, they realized that, because of this, no one used the toilets anymore, so having an inactivity, they closed it definitely. They were only open every two days for cleaning people and together the three of them to enter that bathroom with the door open for cleaning. Mostly because of certain rules the establishment

1:45:42 had. It' s only been days since that happened to me and I ' m more than sure I' m not going to use that toilet again. I think saying that the two night guards spend some experiences that are hard to believe and terrifying is not something for those who have been following the channel for a long time that it is something new. We have heard accounts of watchers coming from machines factories, cemeteries, roads, abandoned buildings, but on this occasion we are in a completely different place. On this occasion, this watchman, who tells us his experience, tells us that in the place where he works he inhabits something strange, inhabits something that he saw with his own eyes in an elementary school. It seems that these places are not saved, despite having such good energy with the children who are playing from one side to the other. Perhaps these same energies are to blame for attracting such creatures, because on this occasion we speak of souls, we speak of a strange creature

1:47:15 hiding within that school. My name is Julio Saraga. The experience I want to tell you next happened to me in a job that I had some time ago. In those years I was looking for night watch or security guard work in the different companies that had. Many of them offered me work, but there was one in particular that caught my attention. It was a job for a wakeer, but in a public school it turns out that this school, like so many others, does not have a wakeer. Rather, the director and the teachers did not believe that they took care of the watchman, but that was only until things began to be lost. Thieves, young thieves were said to be entering school and stealing basketball rings, stealing balls, and the drop that spilled the glass was that they started doing graffiti, vandalizing. Basically, then, because of this they needed a security guard. During the night.

1:48:50 I got the job effortlessly. I already had a lot of experience, so that same night I went into the till It was in these months of September I started to make the rondines and the first nights I saw many young people wanting to enter the fence. Obviously, when I saw these again, they were going down. While the work was not the heaviest, it had to be very aware of what arose during the night. I could not allow more thefts or more vandalism within the facility, but this only lasted about the first two weeks. After this the matter was completely calmed down, but in some strange way. Some things didn' t stop missing that some toys, that some balls, but of course this blamed some children who, of course, were of the day. It wasn' t until October that I lived this experience. Like I told you, some things disappeared. So, even though I didn' t see movement, even though I didn' t see

1:50:25 some young people coming in. I still had to meet my rondines. So every night I checked the living room for a living room to make sure that no one was inside this memory that was raining and at that time, for Halloween season, the third and second graders in Primary had made some masks, some monsters like Frankenstein, the Wolf man and other monsters that they had there.

1:51:08 The masks had been made during the day, so they had been put to dry all night. Some of these were stuck to the window and from far away and even closer, you could see the faces of the monsters astonishing by these. I was looking at the masks at the time when I was passing through the hallway, when suddenly I found myself wearing a mask, but that in addition to only the face, it also carried two hands both were next to the mask or one on each side. What surprised me about this mask and which in a certain way scared me because it made me hit a shock just by showing it up was that it seemed very real. His skin looked like a person' s, his eyes, his hair were deformed, but they had a certain realistic perception. The face of this monster was none that I knew or looked like others This was a disfigured face, as if his face was melting. I was very attracted to his eyes, as these looked like real eyes like those of a person. Some of these masks had

1:52:45 eyes, but those strange eyes I didn' t see on the edge it was as if they were stuck in some way that seemed very realistic. They were completely white ro ros, but despite this, I could see the iris in the center. The hands also matched this strange face. I tried not to pay more attention to this and went my way. It kept on shining and checking room by living room, even though the rain was quite strong.

1:53:27 I got a little wet, but I managed to get back to the address where I had my desk. After a couple of hours of dinner I was checking the radios and then again, I started with the next tour around 3 : 30 a m, when I was arriving in this room. Again, when I began to see the masks, I realized that this mask, which had terrified me greatly, was no longer there. The first thing that caught my attention is that the mask space just by looking inside, as it made me quite curious. I thought she fell to the end of the mesabanks, but I didn' t see her. And what seemed even more strange to me was that the mesabanks were moving, they were sitting in a strange direction, as if someone had been standing there, I pulled the keys between that living room to see what had happened. And what I saw was that in that place where I had seen the mask now it was wet and further down

1:54:58 on the floor. Anyway, it was all wet. This couldn' t have been. All the windows were closed and, apart from the roof, it was not possible for the water to get into the living rooms. Look up to see if there was a hole, a crack, some leak, but nothing. The roof was completely dry and it was at that moment that I put my gaze fixed on the floor and could pre- empt myself from something. There were footprints, footprints, not shoe soles, feet, very small feet, they weren' t like an adult standing there and walking and living room through one of the windows. Obviously, what I first thought was that someone had gotten into school and that the mask wasn' t exactly an insurance mask. It was some Halloween costume and this person was dressed and I, because I had confused everything came out immediately, I prepared the light and

1:56:30 started looking through all the halls. I took about twenty minutes searching, I carried my radio and I retracted, but at that moment it reached the courts and I realize that there is a person down there from all the rain. I don' t see this person for seeing a silhouette, but I see a ball that after res I know is a ball voting from one place to another and this person is playing with it. If not because the ball is a very bright color. Surely it would have gone unnoticed, since there is no light on the courts and all that rain, with those clouds covering the moon, did not help me. I also didn' t start looking at the silhouette and I realized I was too small, even to be a teenager.

1:57:41 I' m a tall person, but at least a teenager would have to measure some fifty- five, but that silhouette was as high as one meter. It was a very but very small silhouette playing with the ball. At that time the uzo changed the power of the lamp and fixed it over it. This person wasn' t wearing a mask. I had confused him. All that was his face, his true appearance, his face was deformed and also his whole body was like a little monster. When he saw me, he took the ball and ran between the halls. My impression was enough I saw every corner of his body and that could not make a disguise I immediately returned to the direction. I locked myself in there and didn' t leave until the next night. During the day I was notified that exactly one yellow ball had been lost. I knew who had it, but at that moment I could see that I made a mistake. Every night I was told

1:59:11 I had to lock all the windows. Previously I went into the living rooms and put the lock on all the windows, which I stopped doing over time, since seeing that no one was getting in, I thought that I would not be harmed by leaving one to two or three windows open. It was enough simply to close them so that the water or rain or the earth would not get in. Since that night I put all the windows in safety and this rare experience may have remained there, but this was not entirely. In that way, I continued working at that school and, as I spent more time discovering all the stories these children said about those halls, more specifically on the courts that are located to the back where I had seen that strange creature, the children said that in that corner, in that yard where the grass had grown enough, where not even the janitor wanted to go in to give

2:00:43 it maintenance. In those trees, there was a goblin in that bush. They said they had seen him, as well as children who go on the afternoon shift. They said that this goblin stole his balls, sometimes stole the toys that the children carried around. Hence they had seen it and that not only was it that any brave child who entered the mountain, this one was scratched, but that he could never see what scratched it. I just felt a few claws and this one quickly came out. It is also said and this eye does not know me, but it is a story that the janitor told me and is that many years ago a child had disappeared in precisely that corner. By that time, the leprechaun legend was already more than well known.

2:02:01 This child was lost at the start of the morning, so the parents and teachers believed that he had simply been lost outside the school, as the last teacher to give them the class remembers very well having seen the child leave the classroom, but they did not see him leave the school. It is said that he entered there for some sort of challenge, or simply to emphasize that he was braver, but he never came out of the weed, despite sounding strange and like a children' s tale the janitor. I believed in this and that' s why he wasn' t coming. I didn' t tell him my experience, as that would be more infusing the fear.

2:02:54 But I remember very well what I saw I saw that thing in front of me that night but I never saw it again, but I did listen to it. I listened to her, I listened to footsteps as soon as I got close as these ran very stealthly away from my path. I understood that maybe he was more afraid of me than I was of him. After working here for a year, I got out. That part of the primary, almost the whole back, was demolished and built buildings. It went from being a primary school, to only doing a secondary and primary school. As for the legends that are woven from the goblin, I don' t know if it' s still being told, because I think they' ve already destroyed their home. That was my experience. Thank you for sharing it. Greetings to all