NO DEBO HACER MI RONDIN A LAS 3 AM / MARATON DE RELATOS DE VELADORES (NUEVOS Y RECOPILACION)

0:02 Watchers are those kinds of people who have very interesting stories to tell, as many of them say that when night falls and everyone leaves. When they are left alone in that distant darkness, whether it is a warehouse, a building or entirely a huge courtyard to care for, strange things happen, strange things that they have to live night by night. This watchman tells us that there was an experience that only happened during the night, but not only because this entity came or this ghost to torment them at night, but it was the time and the same place where this soul lost its life and it seemed that it could not yet rest in peace. And this watchman was one of the few who could hear him while I asked for help. The story is next hello Alex My name is Francisco Gomez. The experience I want to tell you happened to me while I was working for a while I was a night watchman or security guard and despite the fact that my company sent me to different places

1:32 at night and very far away and sometimes completely uninhabited, I was the only guard that there was in all that place, either a warehouse offices. Nothing paranormal or at least terrifying happened to me. Interestingly, my first encounter with the paranormal happened in a chemical plant where there were many people. I had like eight partners and the plant was big. There were lights everywhere and it was in one of his containers where I heard this. Before I tell you my experience, I have to tell you a legend or rather it was what I supposed a legend and it is that in this type of plants happen some mishaps, some incidents, especially by the machinery that is handled there and by all the care that must have them employees, from the mayor to an engineer or a chemical laborator. It happened that several mishaps had already occurred, but they had been lucky enough not to have died in recent years. The last death, according to my colleagues and many people there, was about a young man. As you know, these stories, these legends that are told in the works, are never very accurate. Some of my colleagues said that this young man was a first- timer, that he had a few days or

3:07 a week at work, and others said that he was already a more or less experienced young man, that he was already months old or even a year old, but that it happened to him was simply an oversight. He got into one of these containers and, for some reason, a leak occurred in that container. These containers, as we call them, are large tubes, very wide, where different substances are kept and that when you get in here you have to have a lot of caution, mask, eyeglasses and for any irregularity, you have to leave it immediately. It is said that this young man ignored this completely, maybe he was tired or he sinned in pride because he thought that nothing bad would happen to him To enter this container you need a key, at least before, and this key obviously brought it to him.

4:01 But because of the intoxication he was suffering that they went in a couple of seconds, this young man is said to have disoriented, completely disaltered and left the keys on the desk. In the background, he approached the door and, seeing that he did not bring the keys still coughing desperate lying on the floor, began to knock the door on the side also coughing. It is not known how long it was like this, but that to those distress calls, that cough and that drowned voice that shouted for help, that someone heard it had effect, but with the wrong person there was going on a mayor and this type of people, because their work is very routine and they do not have the permission to enter those kinds of places, he did not have how to open the door just scream was from the outside. Someone was seen in there and obviously answered, but coughing and knocking on the door.

5:05 The mayor left and maybe it took about ten or fifteen minutes to bring in someone who had the chance to open the door. On the other hand, also some guards when they opened the door everything had been useless. The lifeless body of that young boy was lying in front of the door. They were very careful, because when he opened it, it struck with the body, because it was there in front. After this, it is said that the laments of this young man are still heard coming from that container, even though I believed that all this and going some kind of urban legend touched me to live it. As I tell you this story was told to me by the guards who had been there longer and even one of them, our immediate boss, the manager, told me that he was present when all this happened and that from that moment the security completely changed. We, as guards, had access to those containers and another area that was very dangerous, but this was so that in case of emergency we would open the premises immediately. The containers when I arrived had already put on some kind of alarm, an alarm that my boss says before they didn' t have. We had to go through these containers every hour and a half and by means of a sensor that we

6:36 had to put in estimate to turn up the container and see that a light, a red focus would turn on. If it went on, it meant that the alarm was working as it did every day and then we could go on with the rondin. On one occasion I was going through these tanks and I was putting the censor there when suddenly I started to hear blows coming from inside it I went immediately to the door and from inside it I started to hear a cough and like a drowned voice repeating to me over and over, opens the door. Open the door. It was what I could hear.

7:18 Of course, I didn' t complete the prayer, but it was what I could at least believe it was what I meant. I called on the radio and my boss arrived in a matter of minutes thanks to a quadrimoto we had for when he arrived, I was inside, I had checked the whole place, there was no leak and, above all, there was no person in there. My boss asked me what I had heard, to tell him exactly how the situation had been. He simply explained to me that the next time I heard that I checked the alarm and that if it was on, possibly nothing wrong was happening from inside the container, which is moderately large.

8:07 There are three red buttons, very large that are triggered by an emergency and the alarm is activated, one at the door, one at the desk and one at the middle of the container, so if a person is in trouble or can not leave the container, the most logical thing is that it triggers the alarm and immediately everyone on the floor, we would realize that, on the other hand, if I hear all of those blows, it would come from there that if I wanted to enter, but that most likely it would not discover anyone, because that container is precisely the same one in which that boy had died that from time to time the screams are heard or at least that, cough those desperate blows that still ask for help, that ask you to leave, that ask you to open the door. After this, every time I went through those containers, especially through that container, I tried to do so to make sure the alarm worked well. I always tried to stay away from that door so as not to listen to the laments of that poor witches soul. I think it' s two titles that we' re closely

9:41 related to on the channel. Who among us hasn' t heard stories about witches or their witchcraft, especially how they' re profitable when you make them angry. Not for nothing. Many people have them, as these beings are able to release and such evils or haunts upon those who provoke them. And for this very reason, this story is surprising, because this watchman was touched, we can say, to have to deal with a witch, and this same one could with her a very amazing story, as well as frightening of a watchman who faced a witch. The story is next hello Alex. My name is Mauricio. I want only my first name to come out, since the next story doesn' t belong to me. It belongs to an older man, a man I haven' t seen in more than four years.

10:52 His name is Pedro and I used to call him Don Pedro like that liquor. We always made haze out of it. Don Pedro when I met him was an adult. In fact, when we were working, he got a pension. He was about sixty- five years old and despite his age, the old man looked powerful. He was a person who worked in several jobs that might be considered interesting, especially where they were sent. Don Pedro was a municipal police officer, a military officer and a security guard. We could say that he served security in a whole, from public to private. He told us several stories of his times as a soldier, of his times as a policeman, but one that was very recorded to me, especially because we were completely alone him and me while we were having dinner that he told me.

12:05 I remember very well why all this came out. One of our companions, which is very superstitious. He says every time, every night, that he sees ghosts, that of shadows, that he sees witches. And Don Pedro, who often claims to have dealt with such situations, tells him that they are merely lies, or perhaps he confuses things a lot. That night he had said that he had seen a witch, only because he had seen an owl flying through the sky and standing near our location. Don Pedro told him sharply look boy, that' s not a witch, that' s a little animal. I' m not gonna hurt him. I know very well in witches and believe me that' s not one of them. And that' s where I started asking him. While we were having dinner hear, Don Pedro and you have seen witches closely, He just smiled at me and told me no boy man. I was dealing with one just when I was working and I had to deal with it. No hours, no days, no weeks, full months. The work I had was very good and

13:35 the pay was very helpful to me, so I had to swallow that bitter experience. I began to ask him how everything had happened, and he tells me that when he had just left the military, he was looking for employment in different private security companies and came to one of them. This security asked him about his different jobs, and he told him that, as a municipal police officer, as a military officer, he was used to being in distant places or places where he was completely present. They only asked him about adversities in those places and he said he could perfectly acclimatize to whatever his needs were.

14:28 That' s why this company, the coordinator and the boss offered him a position where they paid very well. In fact, they paid him twice as much as they paid a normal guard, just to keep an eye on him. There was a construction company there that had recently purchased land. This land was previously regarded as one of those shops where it had its base and with damatoes, but the road across the street was never put into operation, although it was run by different cars every day, it was not in essence a very good commercial point, so this car company, being there for about six or seven years, moved definitively and sold the land. Then the land was bought, everything was demolished absolutely. Everything. There were only a few rubble to be started with the construction of a hotel. That would be more in line with the location they were in. They told Don Pedro that all he had was a wooden house and a portable bathroom, which is always emptied, but that alone was it. All the land was destroyed and a few sections of cement were also being demolished. I had to take care of him

16:03 all night. Don Pedro was made easy and took the job without any care. The good thing is he says he has a hand every time he gets to this kind of place, and it' s either by belief. But he always sprinkled holy water when he reached uninhabited, destroyed places. This does not do it to scare away bad energies, as you might say. He does so because he has the belief that perhaps something will collapse, that he will not lose his job, makes his prayers and water all this with holy water more than anything to begin laboring. As he fully says. He is very Catholic and this he always did in those kinds of places. I didn ' t know at all that this would somehow save him. That night he was with his battery radio. He' s another ranch man. This happened to him in the year two thousand six and although they already had advanced cell phones, he did not like that, so he was listening to music with his battery radio, when in that he feels a look, a look that he does not manage to locate, which comes perhaps from one end, but then comes from another, as if they were watching him in circles. My grandfather also starts to notice something, and it' s just that there'

17:33 s beginning to be dark bumps moving around the ground. For this moment, Don Pedro, already knows where the shots go, so he begins to pray not with fear, with a lot of character. Don Pedro says that while at that very moment he had a chill that swept his whole body, because he knew very well what he was facing, you must not allow whatever he is accusing you at that moment to see you in fear, for that they like and said and done, it did not take long to appear a woman, a woman he says was very pretty, nor was she dressed in an extravagant way that sure, any man would fall at the feet of this one.

18:25 But he wasn' t just any man. He already knew what it was about. This woman speaks to you, she speaks to you several times, Don Pedro, At first ignores you, but as the minutes pass she approaches this one and asks you, good night, Miss, what you offer it. This woman tells her she doesn' t remember very well if she was lost or disoriented or was looking for someone. The point is that she often asks him to leave that land to help her. Don Pedro tells you I have a phone with balance. If you want, I can mark whoever you want. But this woman always denies that. He doesn' t want it, he doesn' t want anyone called. What she wants is for Don Pedro to get off the ground, get her out where she is to help her. In his own words, he said it with such an attitude, with such persuasion, even flirting with him. But Don Pedro doesn' t fall. He says he can' t, he can' t leave his post and he can' t get out of that field. The woman gets angry and finally ends up going only so that minutes later, in one of those large tall columns that still remained in that terrain, that still could

19:56 not be collapsed, comes and posses in r above a bird. Don Pedro sees her and tells her almost like making fun already you see you didn' t get me out. That' s probably how you end the others. True, that owl was different from what a normal owl could be. This one was bigger, its claws were longer and sharper. The face of this one was in a very abnormal way, it was as if it were a face of a human, like the face of a woman, but covered with feathers. Witches take the form of a owl, at least what he says, but they always go out at night because the darkness helps them to disguise the appearance they have and so they can be confused, but if you get to see them well, you can go identify easily. When it came to a gift Peter he continued to see black lumps, to pass around the ground and what he focused on was to water all the holy water around, in all the territory, the land, the columns, everything so that the witch would not enter and it turned out to leave him alone, at least for

21:30 that night. The next morning he went and spoke directly to his boss and his coordinator and told them they lied to me. That position is not only because the vigilantes do not like to be outside, because they do not like the conditions. That post is only because there' s a witch there that scares them off. You' re right. At first. The bosses make fun of him they tell him it' s not true, but confor they pass me the minutes and the conversation. They remain silent and Don Pedro offers them a deal. He tells them to look. I know it' s not easy to get people to support that and I know that if I go to the next one they put in there, they' ll still go away and I know they' re paying me well, but I want them to offer me a little more money and I assure them that I' ll be in that place until the whole play is over, whether it' s months or years. I' ll be there in the beginning. They don' t like this. In the end they ended up accepting and that' s how Don Pedro did it. Every night he went with scissors and put them in the form of a cross, with holy water and prayers. That way he managed to keep that witch away, which every night tries to scare him, either like a fireball, either by becoming or maybe sending some things he

23:06 says takes no shape. Some strange animals voices that he even listened to, called him by his name from different directions, but Don Pedro was already an older person, and that, although it caused him fear, that he recognized that yes, sometimes he was afraid, did not get him to run away. From there he spent months grappling with that witch who finally gave up. When the construction began, the witch stopped showing up Don Pedro says that perhaps the Witch had witchcraft in that land, or maybe she used it for something, because two years later that land was completely abandoned. It was a building, but no one was uninhabited anymore, so these kinds of places lend themselves a lot to be their wounds. I was probably one and that' s why I was so angry that I couldn' t get into it. Don Pedro told me this and, obviously, it' s a very impressive story.

24:19 I don' t doubt his word, being honest with you the way he told me about it. His looks, his eyes, his explanation with every detail of this story were scary, but at the end of the day, that old man ended up beating a witch. This following account reminds me of many others that I have told before and it is fitting that most of them also come from night watchmen, guards, security guards. Perhaps in these types of places, as they can be shopping centers, offices, houses, apartments, places where, commonly, during the day there are many people going from top to bottom, from one side to the other, and during the night everything calms down and suddenly, strange things begin to happen and of this not only stories, but also videos, videos of watchers taken in these very crowded places. But in the night, when all is quiet, you hear footsteps, you see shadows, you hear the doors open, you hear the lights go out, something very scary if you think about it, and more, when this guard is completely alone passes. It turns out that many say

25:52 that these places, because they are so crowded and, as the night falls, are so empty, attract the energies, certain energies of beings or souls that are still lost by the earth, souls that get there and find this strong energy of people working, do the same, ignoring that they are no longer in this world, trying to act as if they were still alive, just as it happened to this watchman who had to deal with a soul similar to that I am describing to you. His story is the following, an alex story that I want to share with you, apart from the one I shared with you earlier. It didn' t happen to me if it didn ' t happen to my brother. My brother is older than me and he, like me, when we just got out of school and you see that there is not much opportunity to work from what you studied because obviously one takes jobs to cope with that search and one of his first jobs was the security guard. On the night shift. He had precisely asked for it at night, since during the day he left time to go to some job interviews or check if there were any vacancies that interested him. Little. I knew that

27:27 in that place I would live an experience that would make him quit work. He was positioned in a construction company, which had several courtyards. These construction companies have a huge courtyard where they have blog cement, trucks, machines and also precisely in this courtyard are the offices of administration and also of some architects and chiefs. This patio is very long and extensive, so you have two entrances, the main and the rear. All the staff went out for both, but more commonly for the main one. When my brother arrived an hour later, all the staff began to leave. And as in all the stalls, when the rondines are made every night, he also has to perform tasks night by night, he has to go check all the machines, the whole yard to make his rarse that no one has been killed. And also in the offices. There was another clause in which sometimes administrative staff, as well as chiefs, leave some things on, maybe to go out in a hurry, sometimes leave a computer lights oven right there from the company. And so

29:04 the duty of the Guard. As the head of the company had asked him, if he ever saw anything like this, he had to be turned off. And even mini split air conditioners have to be turned off a lot of staff, as they leave them on. My brother, as every night entered these offices and made sure that everything was paid Within these same offices, there were three more cubicles, three other offices somewhat smaller, but very private.

29:45 These were from the architects and also sometimes they left lights on inside those rooms, and my brother what I had to do was knock on the door, since, as usual, some of these architects stayed working until late, either by plans or by pending work, This happened a few times to my brother who knocked on the door and from the inside they told him here I am busy. My brother would just write it down and leave was his job and the architects wouldn' t bother. They knew it was something that had to be done, but I miss it. It starts one night. He, in the case, would be working there a few four days, already when suddenly he enters near one in the morning for that schedule, As he remembers, they had all gone away, He had passed through all the offices, all over the courtyard and there was not a soul. Quite the opposite.

30:56 When he entered at 3 a m like other run rens that he made normal, he went around with total normality. When suddenly, when you enter the office area, you see that in those architects' rooms there is a light coming out of the door slit. That meant that there was someone in there and especially because this light clearly reflected the shadow of someone moving. From the inside, my brother comes up and knocks on the door. He doesn' t know why he did it. More than anything, he thought of opening the door, but it was like a reflection to which he was answered, but not with one voice, but with another knock they knocked this time from the inside out. My brother simply stepped back two steps and went on with his rectal. He is not a person who believes much in the paranormal, he is not a person who is very superstitious, he is not a person who is afraid of the night, so he in his mind was a perfectly logical situation. Something strange, but logical. After all, perhaps one of the architects had come between the early morning hours, either to work or for documents, and had entered through the back door, since if I had keys

32:31 it was not difficult to enter that door was far from my brother' s sight. Maybe the architect went straight into his room and was working. My brother didn' t pay attention to this. He simply reported it in his logbook and at four o' clock in the morning he went back to the offices this time to find that there was no one left. The light was out and the door was open. They were surprised that whoever it was that was there had not gone to say goodbye or the less they reported that it was what they were doing commonly and even for those who stayed late they reported with the guard, since he had to have knowledge of what time he was leaving. Each. My brother doesn' t pay attention to him. Since it' s from these early days, I didn' t want to bother anyone who was the person. Maybe he' d missed it and the way he got in came out. He thinks this was an event that would no longer be repeated, but quite the contrary. It was repeated every night at three in the morning, just as he entered the offices, that light and that shadow walking was seen exactly at that hour and if he always, when he played, responded with another blow, coming from within to tell him only

34:07 that there is someone in there and just as it happened with the other night, at four in the morning, when he was passing again, there was no one. This so- called architect or administrative person came in and he didn' t realize it. And when he was leaving the same way, he didn' t realize it. Even my brother stayed the last night he worked there near that place to see the person who was leaving. But at no time did he hear the door shut, at no time did he hear someone walk out, and at no time did he see anyone go out through the back door or the front door. He had orders to know who was coming in the morning. But when he wanted to make sure of this, when he just arrived at night, next and was asking in administration, in the architects and with the boss he found the surprise that no one had come, no one had the permission to come in the early morning and no one had done so. My brother was surprised by this so much so he starts talking to the boss and tells him that every night he saw someone in that same room inside him with the light on. When they checked the cameras,

35:45 they saw no one, only my brother getting there, knocking on the door and leaving minutes later, but the House did not register anyone. I only recorded when this light went on and when it went out and as minutes after it went out the door opened. But no one was going out, my brother didn' t go to work the next night. He quit after he saw the cameras. I think saying that night watchmen, night guards, spend some experiences that are hard to believe and scary, is not something for those who have been following the channel for a long time that it is something new.

36:42 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 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 do not speak of souls, we speak of a strange creature hiding within that school. My name is Julio Saraga. The experience that I want to tell you recontinue, 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.

38:16 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 the bowling hoops, stealing the 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 he obtained the position without much effort. I already had a lot of experience, so that same night I went into labor. 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.

39:45 Although the work was not the heaviest. If he had to keep a close eye on what was coming up during the night, he 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, 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 some young people coming in I still had to meet my rondines. So every night I was checking the living room to make sure no one was inside this memory that was raining. And by that time, for Halloween season, the junior

41:17 and junior elementary boys had made masks, monsters like Frankenstein, the werewolf and other monsters they had there. 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, besides only the face, it also carried two hands. Both were next to the mask or one on each side.

42:19 What surprised me about this mask and which in a certain way scared me because it made me hit a shock just when I looked at it, was that it seemed very real His skin looked like that of a person, his eyes, his hair were deformed, but they had a certain very realistic perception. The face of this monster was none that I knew, or that resembles others This was a disfigured face as if his face were fingering. I was very struck by his eyes, as these looked like real eyes like those of a person. Some of these masks had eyes, but those strange eyes I didn ' t see on the edge it was as if they were stuck in some way, which seemed very realistic. They were completely white. 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 followed my path by sealing and checking room by living room, even though the rain was

43:50 quite strong. I got a little wet, but I managed to get back to the address where I had my desk. They spent in a couple of hours I was checking the radios and then again, I started with the next tour around 3: 30 in the morning, when I was arriving in this room. Again, when I started seeing the masks. I realized that this mask, which had greatly terrified me, 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

45:22 wet and further down on the floor. Likewise, everything was wet. This could not be all the windows were closed and, apart from the roof, it was not possible for the water to get into the living rooms. I looked 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 I was able to grasp something. There were footprints, footprints, not shoe soles, feet, very small feet, they weren' t like an adult standing there and walking out 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.

46:42 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 started looking through all the halls. I took about twenty minutes searching, carried my radio and retracted. But at that point I get to the courts and I realize there ' s a person down there from all the rain. I do not see this person for seeing a silhouette, but I see a ball that I later recognize 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 either. I started looking at the silhouette and realized that I was very small, even to be a teenager. I' m a tall person, but at least a teenager would have to measure some fifty- five, but that

48:17 silhouette was as high as one meter. It was a very but very small silhouette playing with the ball. At that time the use 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 so was his whole body. He 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.

49:16 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 I had to lock all the windows. I used to go into the living rooms and put the lock on all the windows, which I stopped doing over time, since seeing no one get in, I pen thought it would not be harmed to leave one or 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 more time passed, I discovered all the stories that these children, the same children said about those halls, more specifically on the

50:51 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 get in to give it maintenance, in those trees, in that weed, there was a goblin. 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 any brave child entering the east mountain 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

52:23 the leprechaun legend was already more than well known. 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. 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 closer as these ran very stealthily, moving out of my way. I understood that maybe he was more afraid of me than I was of him after having worked a child here,

53:57 I left that part of elementary school, almost the whole back was demolished and built buildings. It went from being a primary school only to a secondary school and a 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 of you. Mirrors are very interesting because beyond just taking them into account for appearance, for us to see ourselves, to fix ourselves, to serve also for cars. Mirrors and can be investigated are used in n in s in large quantity, in boudu rituals, in satanic and even more modern rituals, in crebypasta 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.

55:36 Hello my name was used before and for a good time in my life I was a venerator this more than anything, because I had some business to do during the day and during the night. I had a lot of work to do. I was a wakeer in different parts, commercial stores, friendly parking even some cellars that were totally uninhabited, where I think most, even when entering 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' s where it happens most, because, despite being a watchman in those large, lonely cellars that are even in some places with no light. Nothing ever happened to me, I never saw anything strange, other than animals. Quite the opposite. When they put me in a clothing store. 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

57:07 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 already 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 so that the people who were testing clothes would 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, clothes hung from the ceiling. It was a store that we could say about 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 I saw a man, a woman, a girl, a boy

58:37 of different sizes and ages. But the funny thing was, 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 I came to think that maybe I was getting something crazy or maybe something suggested by seeing so many people for sure. It 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 special blanket that each of the five had to be covered completely, 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.

1:00:00 There were also mirrors inside the dressing rooms, but they did not have this instruction. During the nights I was there, the first I' m here to order. 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 was a storm, I entertained myself for a long time, I went escorting the ladies. Most of all, the taxis had a lot of flooding, so they needed my help. They left later than usual, so when they entered the store, they were already past 11: 30 it was already 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 there for a while, and that ' s why, at 1240 I stopped and went to the bathroom and just as I was walking and turning 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. Actually, I wasn' t going to have much affection. 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

1:01:32 do my needs and when I go out again I look at the mirrors but in that I realize something and it is that, while there are lights there, lights that serve me to be giving rondines, there are not all the lights 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 person that goes only inches from me, not even a meter went too close. I turn right away, obviously startled, but I don' t see anyone. I turn one way, turn the other, but I' m completely alone in the store.

1:02:23 I turn again and I see the mirror. You couldn' t see anything in this one anymore. 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 car 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' s because by the corner of my eye I noticed a movement that reflected on those mirrors. 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

1:03:57 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 didn ' t even have a body. Why he could see through them how the clothes materialized, where they passed, how the different shirts, the different designs were seen through them. This caused me a lot of fear. At that very moment I threw the roll. I didn' t care about anything. 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, since 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 wasn ' t going to run with the same luck of just seeing shadows. Maybe there was going to be something worse. Luckily, it worked. After that

1:05:30 night I tried never to see the reflexes 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. 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 resorted to the testers thus occupying the place of those mirrors. These were thrown away, not even sold, destroyed on the street and then deposited in the trash can by order of the two managers themselves.

1:06:26 The reason they never wanted to say it. Security guards, as we have said before, have many interesting things to tell, especially those who are guards of a house, of a family, as custodians of cleaning employees. Many of these workers and it is not new. They tend to form a bond with the people who live There, then, the Venusians interact with Plastican. Obviously, you can say that they even become very close friends between the owner of the house and the employee. This can be seen reflected in several accounts, as in this one, where Grandpa was being given farewell and he, like every night, continued to do the same. This guard says that that grandfather was not at his funeral, that the grandfather, instead, was in a place that he liked very much in life and that from that place he kept calling him. He kept calling him like that friend he' d always been. Even after his death. Your story is next hello. Good night. My name is Gustavo Linares. The experience I want to tell you happened to me when I was working as a security guard in a company,

1:07:57 because it was quite quoted. Here on the capes. The family that had hired this company wanted very reliable security guards and that, above all, almost never made them. I asked that the guards sent here be trusted and always be the same. This family was a wealthy family. Your house was too big to say. It was the main house and two others, we could say, small houses they had in their yard. One of those houses was reserved for both games, meetings and other rooms that were customized by family members.

1:08:46 The other house was like a simple house. I had san the dining room, kitchen, but it was a little more rustic it was like a cabin, the house where they lived. They were much bigger and what was in the center was a pool. Upon arriving there we were given the order to monitor very well those two houses that were in this same land. This is mostly because years ago they had gone in and stolen those two houses. The main house where the whole family slept has not, as it is always had security and cameras also, but those two who only had it for leisure and meetings from time to time, for the truth did not have them so securely. But since we were hired, we obviously had to make rondines.

1:09:44 We have to check room by room, as the family had given us some very strict instructions. Of course, on the part of them we had to abide by them and the same with family members. This was that if one of the rooms, after 11: 30 p m, was with a light on, we had to go knock on the door and check who was inside the room. It didn' t matter if they were family members. This is because, on a regular basis, grandparents, parents, and family children, except on weekends, all lay down early, so they had to be sure that everyone would be in the main house. If someone was at the pool, in the bar, in a kind of movie room they had there, they would come out of the room and tell us they would be there for a while longer and you would just be there. You' d just tell them to have a good night and you' d just record that.

1:11:09 They didn' t get mad. In fact, they didn' t have to. They were the same rules they had. Put this in order to ensure that there were no other people who would have gotten involved and were stealing that by the time I came in, I understand that it had already happened about five times, but that already months ago. But as you wish, we had to be on the lookout before telling them about my experience and I have to tell them that the grandfather of the family had a custom that always on Thursdays, usually, stayed late inside his bar. This was Grandpa' s leisure. He loved liquor, wine, tequila, cigars, cigarettes, and on Thursday he stayed late listening to music and enjoying different wines. He only in that room, usually, at 12: 30, he went out and went to the house. They greeted us and even though we knew this, we would always go and knock on the door, he would open us kindly and attend us. We would platicate even for a while and leave later.

1:12:32 It also has to be said that sometimes he called us on the phone. We in the booth had a telephone, a landline, and in this bar in the house there was also a landline and that' s where Grandpa was talking to us. Usually, what he was doing was he was warning us in time that he was going to leave because of about 12: 30 or one in the morning. Once we got this call, we weren' t going to bother him anymore, but we didn' t go through there anymore, it was like his way of saying not to bother him. And this was always so clear until a fateful day when this grandfather finally passed away.

1:13:23 And this experience occurs in his wake. Everything I told you before will make sense in a few minutes. Assie, it turns out that we were out there, obviously aware of the people who were coming in, as they were watching him in the living room of the house, in the main house, and even though there was a lot of movement in the front, we had to keep meeting the rondines to the other two small houses that were in the back, and I went there where I realized that the light of the room out the window was on. It was Grandpa' s bar room.

1:14:10 What I thought at one point was that perhaps as it was his death, surely either the daughter, husband or grandchildren or perhaps one of his other children who was coming to the funeral for sure, he was there remembering, treasured everything that his father, grandfather, liked in life. I left it that way, but that did keep my eyes fixed at the entrance of the house watching who was coming out. From there minutes passed, more minutes passed and even an hour and I saw that nobody came out it. What I could see was a shadow going from one side to the other, from one side to the other? Suddenly on the radio I got a call from my partner.

1:15:15 He tells me he likes it, you think he can go to Grandpa ' s bar room. I got a call, but no one' s answering me. I answer my partner, but no one answers you. There ' s one person I can see out the window. I see a shadow walking. My partner replies that yes, he can hear the steps through the horn of someone who is walking down the carpet and the wooden floor, but who nobody answers him. This is very strange. I' ve never been there before, so I' m going to knock on the door right away.

1:15:59 But first, since even under the door, light leaks and I could see a shadow of feet moving away. I knocked on the door a couple of times, but I didn' t get an answer. I opened the door slowly and politely. I also said good night, good night, excuse me, but no one would answer me until I finally finished opening it and the bar room was completely empty there was no way. It was a room only and the window had bars. The person I had seen until just a few seconds ago had disappeared. I contact again on the radio and tell my partner there' s no one. Honestly, I was surprised, too, just like him. But only about three minutes passed that I had left that house when again the light turns on and my partner calls me back that at that very moment, even I also listen on the radio, they are calling him and telling me the number I see on the screen of the phone is the same as the phone of the house. It' s the same one from the bar. There' s a person there and he' s marking

1:17:30 me. He' s off the phone. You can hear the footsteps again. I run at that moment I open the door, the light is on, even though I had paid for it. The phone is not off the hook. In fact, it is as always, where no one had marked it. But despite that, I was still in communication with my partner and on the radio you could hear the bell very clearly. On this second occasion, when I opened the door a smell of liquor and tobacco impressed me and this combination pains only used it when grandfather was inside, as it was he who prepared everything. It was the typical smell of Grandpa and in case this was not enough, he could also smell his colony, that colony that had a strong but elegant smell, very commensurate with his age. I repeat to my partner again. There' s no one here. I' m watching.

1:18:48 The phone' s hanging up, nobody' s dialing you. The only thing he asks me back is I' m looking at the house. It' s in me It' s true. I' ll say yes. He asks me you turned on the bar light and I say no. I told him that I was going back to the booth and that we would only keep an eye on the house in the distance, at least during that night as the funeral was taking place Alex the phone kept ringing and even though when I returned to the booth I turned off the focus again, it turned on again in the minutes and even walked through the pool. When I turned around and again the light was on, the phone kept calling and every time we answered, no one would answer us. Only a few footsteps were heard walking down that carpet. Interestingly, the calls stopped when they gave the one - and- a- half, the same time Grandfather left the house.

1:20:13 And that' s when we realized that the funeral was taking place on a Thursday day, the same day Grandpa stayed late in his canteen. Only that time, at his funeral we lived this once passed to the funeral, the burial. The next night was lived with total normality. We didn' t get any calls, nor did the lights turn on even the next Thursday. Such seemed to be and as we did, at least among ourselves as companions, that grandfather at his funeral spent it in the place where he had a better time. He spent it tasting his different pure wines, cigars, his different liquors that night they were watching him