El Supuesto Vampiro De México Historias De Terror - REDE

0:05 I will tell a serious story about a case of vampirism that seems real, because there are many witnesses who support the facts, leaving little doubt of their truth. This story is real and is in the files of the Office of the Attorney General of the Republic. This case is special because it is the only one in the last 130 years to have someone accused and convicted of vampirism. This makes it very rare and special. To find out more, I could see the case files and documents. I found testimonies, evidence and reports of those who investigated. There were many details that helped me understand what happened. The families of the victims were also discussed. This was thanks to a person who helped me organize a meeting with the vampire. This person was trusted by both sides and made sure that the meeting was safe and respectful. When talking to families, I heard their experiences and how they were affected by the attacks. Then I met the so- called vampire. This meeting was very revealing, with many restrictions During our talk, he told his version of the facts and his experience. His story was disturbing, but he gave a direct view of what had happened. It is important to say more about this person.

1:26 He was found guilty on twenty- two counts and received a sentence of sixty years for each charge, which means he was sentenced to one thousand three hundred twenty years in prison. This suggests whether the severity of the punishment was for the crimes committed or whether there was an interest in seeing whether he could live longer than normal to understand why he was arrested and accused of vampirism. You have to go back to when a rich family of Asian origin disappeared. There were four, the father, the mother, a teenage daughter and a young son. They lived in a large house outside the city and were quiet and reserved. One day, the family disappeared without a trace. Neighbors noticed their absence when the children did not go to school and the parents did not do their daily activities. Concerned friends and acquaintances warned the authorities. They started a search with dog teams, trackers and helicopters to try to find them.

2:31 A month passed without any clue until a hiker found something terrible in a cave several kilometers from the house were the bodies of the family. The scene was horrible. The bodies were brutally mutilated. The first report of the PGR said that the victims appeared to have been attacked by a wild animal. The wounds were deep and wild and they thought it might be a puma or a jaguar. But when the M E did the autopsy, everything changed. The coroner saw that the bites weren' t from a known animal. Instead, he concluded that the wounds were made by a human being. This was very disconcerting and changed the investigation. The family that disappeared was very rich, which made the case very important. The police didn' t know what to think.

3:27 The wounds were so strange that many thought there was something else behind them. Some thought of supernatural things, but others said it was just a rare case of murder. They looked for someone who could have done this, and that ' s when they found the vampire. The vampire was a strange person who lived alone in an old house. Neighbors knew him, but they didn' t know much about him. They said he was weird and he didn' t talk to anyone much. When the police came to his house, they found things that seemed to confirm his suspicions. There was blood and clothes belonging to the missing family. He was arrested and taken to jail. At his trial, the vampire said very strange things. He was talking about drinking blood and being immortal. People didn' t know whether to believe him or not, but witnesses and evidence were enough to convict him. After the trial, he was taken to jail, but he did very bad things there too.

4:30 He attacked other prisoners and caused many problems. That' s why they decided to take him to the psychiatric hospital. There the doctors tried to understand his behavior, but they didn' t get much. Eventually they let him out, but it' s not clear why there have been no more attacks ever since. The history of the vampire was left in the archives of the PGR as one of the strangest and most tragic cases that have been recorded. Testimony of former GRP member. It was early, when one of the search engines found a camp in disorder. The tents were broken as if a large animal had attacked them. The man thought about five people had been in the camp.

5:20 This coincided with the number of people in the family we were looking for. We were immediately notified and went to the place to investigate. Upon arrival I met the coroner, who was already examining the scene. His initial report was disturbing. There was no trace of blood, no animal hair, no fingerprints in the area. This was very rare, because if an animal had attacked, it would have left some evidence. The camp was in a remote area, surrounded by trees and lots of vegetation. As I walked around the place I saw that everything was in disarray. The backpacks and other objects were thrown away. The tents were torn from the inside, suggesting that people inside had tried to escape something or someone. The coroner followed up with his analysis and told us that the brands in the stores were deep and precise, something rare for an animal attack. In addition, personal objects showed no signs of being touched by animals. He had not been bitten by the wealth of the missing family. The search intensified, Many search teams were deployed. The family company financed the operation, allowing a very thorough search, covering both the main routes as secondary roads and the thick forest. During this search a cave was discovered about ten kilometers south of the camp. This cave was not documented,

6:56 no one knew of its existence until that moment. My s o n s NS and I went on foot through dense vegetation to investigate it. Tracking dogs showed unusual behaviors. Normally they would follow a trail with confidence, but this time they showed fear, cried and kept their tails between their legs. Some even hid behind their guides refusing to move forward. The strangest thing was that they initially followed a clear trail. Upon reaching an area near the cave, they stopped abruptly and retreated overwhelmed by fear. As I walked carefully through the saw. I saw something weird on the floor. A pink girl' s shoe was dirty and seemed to have been there for a while. About 20 meters from the shoe between the trees. I saw the entrance to a cave.

7:50 The entrance was a hole in the floor covered by plants, but large enough for a person to pass. I stopped in front of the entrance looking down, where the ground was coming down sharply. With my flashlight in hand, I got into the cave advancing in an uncomfortable position by the inclination of the terrain. The first thing I saw with the light of the flashlight were some drawings on the walls of the cave. As I went down the cave, I saw something else on the rocky floor. It was an abandoned leather wallet that didn' t fit in that place. I checked it quickly before proceeding deep into the cave. As I reached the bottom of the cave, the light from my flashlight showed a horrible scene. I saw some feet, one with the pink shoe I had found at the entrance and the other barefoot with the heart, beating fast I approached and saw a girl who seemed to be about seven years old. I was lifeless with my neck broken. Looking closer, I saw that he had deep marks of function on his neck, arms, and legs. The girl' s skin was pale as if all her blood had been drained. His face showed absolute terror. Near the girl I found her family. Their bodies were stacked in a messy pile. They all had broken necks and multiple punctures to their legs and arms. They looked

9:20 like they had their blood drawn. The vision was disturbing and highlighted the brutality of what had happened in that corner of the cave. As I watched the scene, a soft noise broke the silence. Something else was in the cave. My colleagues were out looking in other nearby areas with an accelerated heart. I moved my flashlight everywhere, looking for the source of the noise. I saw a figure crouched over another body with his face on the victim' s neck. The sound I heard was desuction, a noise indicating that the victim was still alive. Today weak sounds of drowning or n o n s r bar when their struggle for life, that creature was draining that person' s life. I watched the horror paralysed how the victim moved her head side by side trying to escape. Suddenly, the creature lifted his face from the victim ' s neck, showing a bloody mouth before breaking the man' s neck with a sudden movement, when he turned his head towards me. Our eyes met. His eyes were black, almost like marbles with red pupils. Fear paralyzed me, but I knew I had to act fast if I wanted to get out of that cave alive. I slowly retreated trying not to make noise.

10:41 My hands were shaking and a cold sweat was running on my back. The creature in front of me began to rise slowly, showing sharp teeth like those of a predator. He bowed his head and with a disturbing smile, began to murmur something. At first, his words were just a whisper, but then they became clear and direct. Come guided by the survival instinct, I pulled out my weapon and shot twice into the entity' s chest. The shots stun me strongly I felt that I had burst my eardrums that of a bit disoriented. The creature retreated by letting go of a loud cry that icy my blood. To my surprise, the shots didn' t affect her much. The noise alerted my team, which was in other areas of the cave. In seconds everyone gathered by my side weapons in hand ready to face the unknown. When they arrived, they saw what I had witnessed. A minute after the shooting, the creature began to change. What had been a monstrous figure began to appear more human. The eyes, which used to be red and black, lost those intense colors. The teeth were still sharp, the fangs of the past were no longer confused, but determined to control the situation. Several members of my team handcuffed the person lying on the cave floor.

12:11 Carefully and quickly they took him out into daylight. The transformation left us all in shock. I decided to stay in the cave until the coroner arrived It was clear that the bodies found were from the missing family we had been looking for. My conclusions seemed obvious. It was crucial to allow experts to carry out their work. The coroner began his work by examining the bodies and the cave in search of evidence that could clarify the events. After the incident, the cave was filled with more staff, including a doctor who came specifically to attend to the man attacked. Fortunately, this man survived. If it had taken just one more minute to intervene. Probably wouldn' t have had enough blood to survive. While the medical and rescue team worked outside to observe the situation with the attacker outside the cave, My team kept the attacker immobilized.

13:16 The most confusing thing was the wounds. Despite having received two gunshots to the chest, the wounds appeared to have been closed alone in a short time. This was not only observed by my companions. A doctor examined him and confirmed that the wounds had been unexplainedly closed. The attacker was aware, but he didn' t sound, he didn' t complain, he didn' t talk, and the most disturbing thing was that he didn' t blink. He kept a fixed and empty look, as if he were lost in his thoughts or detached from reality. Finally, when the helicopter found a safe place to land, we arranged a quick transfer with the help of my team.

14:01 We loaded the attacker, the helicopter that was waiting for us to take him to the prosecutor' s office. While we were taking him the team and I took a direct and severe approach we tried to intimidate him with words, harsh, threats and some blows, hoping to provoke some reaction that would give us more clues about his mental state or his ability to understand the situation. Despite our efforts to stop him, the attacker showed no reaction. He didn' t seem to feel pain or fear. He didn' t realize what was going on around him. Testimony of a relative. Many years ago I lost my son, my wife and my two grandchildren. They disappeared for a month and when they found them there was no joy, only horror.

14:52 They found their bodies in a cave. The cave was in a distant place, surrounded by tall, dense trees that barely let the light pass. The road to the cave was difficult, with rocks and branches blocking the passage, showing that the place had been chosen to hide something. Inside the cave. The air was heavy and humid, with a smell that made it difficult to breathe. In a dark room, where the only light came from the rescuers ' lanterns, were the bodies of my family, along with the remains of other people. The walls of the cave were covered with mold and the floor was muddy, filled with puddles of water. My family' s bodies showed signs of something worse than death. They had been partially eaten, but not by animals. The marks were not of the teeth of known creatures and the cuts on their skin seemed to be made with a precision that no beast possesses.

15:52 The wounds were clean and deep, as if they had been made with tools designed to cause maximum pain. A man was arrested on charges of being responsible for the death of my relatives. At first we thought this would bring relief to a sense of justice, but instead it only confused us more. It was hard for us to believe that one individual could do such things. The ones who saw the bodies in the morgue. They were sure that no person could have caused all the wounds the marks had were inhumane, something that no human being could have done. Forensic experts examined the wounds in detail, trying to find some logical explanation, but there was no way the marks would match any known weapon. The PGR person who handled the case assured us that the man arrested was responsible. He showed us a signed confession and there was also a video where the man detailed everything he did with the bodies in the video. The accuser all described the acts with a coldness that left us frozen.

17:03 The video was disturbing. He showed the man sitting in a dark room with a light. He had barely lit up his face. He spoke calmly describing how he had carried out each of his horrendous acts. His voice was quiet, with no trace of remorse or emotion. It was as if he narrated a simple daily routine, which made everything even more terrifying. In the midst of all this chaos, I decided to talk to the PGR person to try to better understand what had happened. I asked him what kind of person could do such atrocity. The answer I received was even more puzzling. The defendant claimed he was a vampire. Hearing this, I thought it was a joke of bad taste, something to confuse us even more, but the PGR officer looked at me seriously and told me that the worst thing was that the defendant really thought he was a vampire. There were details in his confession that made no sense in any other way. Forensics did not find logical explanations for many of the injuries on the bodies. The lack of blood on the bodies was one of the strangest things. There were no signs that the blood had been spilled into the cave or signs that it had been absorbed into the ground.

18:25 It was like the blood just disappeared. The defendant in his confession said he had drunk the blood of his victims. He explained in detail how he had bitten his necks and drained his blood. He described the taste, the sense of power it gave him and how he needed to survive. The most disturbing thing was when I saw the defendant in person. He was an ordinary man with a normal appearance. I didn' t have pale skin or long fangs that are associated with vampires in movies, but their eyes, those eyes had something I couldn' t explain, a coldness, an absence of humanity that made me feel a chill. The trial was quick because of the confession and the evidence presented. He was convicted and sentenced to life imprisonment, but this did not give us peace. The vampire story was recorded in our mind and the death of my family remained an open wound. After the trial, I tried to get on with my life, but nightmares wouldn' t leave me alone. I dreamed of the cave, the bodies of my family and the vampire in my dreams. He was always there with his cold eyes and his terrifying smile. Judge' s testimony. In my role as judge in Guanajuato I' ve seen many cases I' d rather forget. Some were

19:57 hidden by superior orders, others to protect my record, but there was one I hid because a wealthy family paid me to do so. Many years have passed since that event. The person who paid me doesn' t live anymore. His family is still powerful. The defendant was a man who confessed to killing ninety people. We only found twenty- two bodies in a cave. It was just another file for me. This man came before me and his story was so incredible that I still have a hard time believing it. We meet in the courtroom. He had no common lawyer, given the power of the families of the victims in Mexico. Corruption is very common, especially when pg R is involved. The man looked at me with calm defiance, as if he had nothing to lose. I asked him about the bodies and he replied that he had eaten most of them leaving only remains. I thought he enjoyed human flesh, but he denied it. He said he was a vampire and that what he really enjoyed was drinking the blood of his victims, that in doing so he became a monster. The most absurd thing was when he asked me to let go of his hands and let him draw some of my blood to prove his transformation. Obviously, I didn' t agree. His attitude made me doubt. I asked him if he was sure to be a

21:27 vampire and his cold, empty look left me an impression that I will never forget. He didn' t seem crazy, but full of pure evil that he hadn' t seen in any other criminal. I' ve met a lot of criminals people who can kill for no reason, but I' ve never seen a look with so much evil. For a moment I thought I might be telling the truth. It was that look that made me give him the longest sentence I' ve ever given. I sentenced him to sixty years in prison for every body we found in the cave, with no option of early release or right to secure. In addition, I included an increase in his sentence for any crime committed in prison, which meant that he would be imprisoned for at least 1, 300 years. If he was really a vampire, he would live long enough to serve his sentence. The day I gave him his punishment, the room was in complete silence. The people who had lost their loved ones were present awaiting justice. When I announced the time I would spend in prison, everyone breathed with relief. There was also an air of fear. The defendant' s story had left a deep mark and his claim to be a vampire was not taken lightly seemed incredible. After the trial, he was taken to a maximum security prison. The guards commented that his behavior was very calm. He showed no regret or fear. He accepted his

23:03 fate with serenity, which made me reflect more on the possibility that his words might have some truth. The coldness and security in that man' s eyes left me with a doubt that I couldn' t take off. That sentence was my way of making sure that if there was any truth in his story, he' d be locked up for a long time. The days following the trial were difficult. The press wanted details, but I kept everything a secret. The rich family who paid me also wanted to make sure that nothing came to light testimony from a psychiatrist. For many years I worked in a hospital where we cared for people with mental health problems. There were difficult cases, but none as strange as a man they brought in because he acted like he was a vampire. This case was the weirdest one of my career.

24:04 It was very hard for the families of the victims. I have to say, the weirdness of this case shocked me a lot. When this man arrived, we were told that he bit people in the neck and liked to drink human blood. He never said he was a vampire. His behavior and what he said were very strange. In my work. In addition to giving medicine, one way to help patients was to talk to them about their dreams. This helped us to understand what was going on in his mind. Many people do not remember their dreams, but this patient could remember them very well. The weird thing about her case wasn' t just that she remembered her dreams very clearly, but every night she had the same nightmare. This is very rare, as even people who dream about the same things often forget the details of their dreams. Night after night. These repetitive nightmares and his ability to remember them so clearly showed that there was something very deep and disturbing in his mind that he was trying to get out. During our sessions we began to see certain patterns and messages hidden in his dreams, showing conflicts and traumas that he did not want to recognize or face when he was awake. In describing his dreams, the patient spoke of scenes of fear and terror talking about dark and cold places, screaming and a constant sense of being persecuted. These dreams

25:37 terrified him so much that many nights he could not sleep and, when he did, he woke up screaming. During the sessions it became clear that man not only faced his dreams, but also something dark that seemed to control his life. The details of his nightmares became increasingly accurate and terrifying They talked about dark figures following him and voices telling him to do bad things. As the meetings continued. The man began to have episodes of sleepwalking. One night they found him in the courtyard of the hospital, staring at the moon with his eyes wide open and whispering words in an unknown language. It was hard to bring him back to reality. That night, after making sure I was sure, I was thinking about the possibility that his nightmares and his behavior were symptoms of a possession or supernatural influence. I am a person of science could not ignore the unexplained patterns and events surrounding his case. Recurrent nightmares, episodes of sleepwalking, and strange fascination with blood and death could not simply be coincidences.

26:53 Despite all our efforts, man was still caught up in his cycle of strange nightmares and conduct. There came a point where he began to lose the notion of reality, confusing his dreams with the real world. During one of our last sessions, he stared at me with a barely audible voice, saying that the only way to free himself was to face what lived in his dreams. Unfortunately, we were unable to help him overcome his problems. One day, a doctor decided to discharge him. I don' t know why he made that decision, but he left me worried. He feared that without the right help, his problems would get worse and he could hurt someone or himself.

27:40 The man left the hospital and we never heard from him again. Testimony of the alleged vampire. My childhood is a void in my memory. I have no clear memories of that stage of my life, as if everything before my transformation had been erased from my mind. The only thing that remains recorded is the awakening in the middle of a pool of blood. That image is the beginning of my existence, conscious surrounded by pieces of flesh and organs with strange symbols painted on the walls and ceiling. I don' t know who I was before or what happened. Really. All I know is that that scene was the result of a ritual. At that moment I realized that I had killed and devoured my own family. I don' t have any emotional memories of them. The cuts on my body coincided with the symbols on the walls, confirming that I was the target of the ritual. Since then I have wandered the streets with no past to remember, no childhood to be missed.

28:48 The lack of memories makes me feel disconnected from the world, as if I had always been this lone, bloodthirsty monster. I' m absolutely sure I ' m a vampire. It' s not a simple belief or an idea I' ve adopted. It is a certainty that has been forged in my own skin and in my own actions. Since the day I woke up covered in blood, I have lived an existence marked by an insatiable need for blood. It is not something that can easily ignore or control I have killed and drunk people' s blood and I have felt how my body responds to it in a way that is not human. I' ve tried to rationalize my situation thinking it might be some kind of illness or mental disorder, but the facts always lead me back to the same conclusion. My ability to regenerate wounds quickly, my superhuman strength when I am thirsty, and the ability to influence the minds of others are things that cannot be explained by natural means. Besides, my transformation into a duous show creature when I swallow too much blood is an irrefutable test for me. I have seen the horror in the eyes of those who have witnessed me in that State. I don' t know exactly what I am in scientific or supernatural terms, but the vampire label is the only one that fits my experiences and my nature. The Asian family was one

30:22 of the darkest moments of my existence. It wasn' t something planned, but the need for blood sometimes leads me to commit acts that even I can ' t control. I remember wandering the streets hungry and desperate. I had spent days without feeding and my body was beginning to resent me. My senses become more acute in those moments and I can smell the blood miles away. Hunger clouded my judgment and my humanity. Panic seized them. The screams and fear were almost palpable. O O O O O Or explain clearly what happened next. My mind gets confused in those moments. I only remember the taste of their blood and the feeling of satiety that invaded me as I fed them one by one. When I regained some consciousness, I was surrounded by their bodies. The scene was dantesque, blood everywhere, dismembered bodies and horror stamped on their faces. I hid in a nearby cave trying to process what I had done. The disappearance of that wealthy family did not go unnoticed. The search was intense and it wasn' t long before the police found me in the cave. They found me in a monstrous state, covered in blood, surrounded by the bodies of the family and other victims. I was arrested and convicted for those crimes. Even the judicial system could not understand the true nature

31:56 of my actions. Since that day I have seen with the weight of those murders, knowing that my hunger and my vampire nature were the ones that led to that tragedy. When I was arrested for the murders of the Asian family and other victims, I was sentenced to more than 1, 000 years in prison. I was transferred to a high- security prison, where the other prisoners and guards soon noticed that I was not like the others. At first I tried to keep a low profile, but my need for blood soon became evident in prison. Surveillance was constant, but the opportunity to find blood was limited. The first days were an internal struggle between maintaining control and succumbing to my nature. The desperation to feed me overcame any attempt to contain me.

32:52 One night when the SED became unbearable, I attacked a prisoner not a calculated attack, but an impune, pulse, primitive and unbridled. I bit him and drank his blood, which gave me a strength and fury that I couldn ' t control. The chaos that followed was indescribable. I attacked more than twenty prisoners, biting them and drinking their blood. The screams and confusion alerted the guards, but not among several could they stop me. In those moments I became an uncontrolled beast, much stronger and more violent than anyone would have imagined. The guards finally managed to reduce me, but without difficulty. My altered behavior and extreme violence led the authorities to conclude that the prison could not contain me. The reports of the guards and the testimonies of the prisoners described scenes of horror that no human being could have perpetrated. They decided to move me to a psychiatric hospital in Tlalpan, Mexico City, hoping that there they could find a way to control me or, at least, keep me away from the rest of the population. The transfer was done with extreme caution and I was placed under heavy sedation to avoid any incident during the transfer. Getting out of the psych ward was a desperate act of survival. Being there locked up and medicated only increased my hunger and my sense of despair. The treatments

34:25 only dulled my senses, but they could not change my nature. He was constantly watched with guards and doctors making sure he couldn' t cause any more harm. My need for blood and freedom grew stronger and stronger. After several years. There I began to notice that I had a skill that I did not understand at all before. It could influence people' s minds. At first it was something subtle, a kind of intuition of what others thought or felt, but with time and practice, I discovered that I could do more than just read their minds. He could plant ideas and control his actions.

35:09 To a certain extent. I identified a doctor, a man who seemed more susceptible to my influences because of his monotonous routine and his troubled personal life. I began to focus on him, using my ability to sow small ideas and manipulations. Every time I had the chance, I made him think that maybe I wasn' t so dangerous that maybe the reports about my behavior were exaggerated. This process took months of careful manipulation. Finally, one day I got the doctor to sign my discharge, convinced that I was rehabilitated enough to get out. Bureaucracy and confidence in the doctor' s trial did the rest.

35:54 Before anyone could question the decision, I was already out of the psychiatric hospitals. Upon leaving I felt a mixture of freedom and fear. I knew that my nature would continue to haunt me and that my need for blood would not disappear, but being out of the mental system gave me the opportunity to avoid the medications that dulled my senses and to escape constant vigilance. Now free again, I must move carefully to avoid being recaptured, knowing that my nature will always put me at risk of being discovered. Guilt is a constant companion in my existence, despite the monstrous nature that defines me. I' m not completely devoid of humanity. Every time I remember the faces of my victims, especially those of the Asian family, an unbearable weight falls on my shoulders.

36:51 I cannot erase from my mind the horror in his eyes, the screams and the blood shed by my own hands. This guilt is complete in my moments of greatest hunger and despair. My primitive instincts take control and any remorse dissolves in the need to survive. It is then, when thirst is filled and monstrosity recedes, that guilt strikes with all its might. It is an endless cycle of hunger, satisfaction and repentance. I have no desire to justify my actions, because I know there is no excuse for the horrors I have caused. At the same time, I feel trapped in this existence, unable to change my nature and avoid further suffering. Every time I look at the scars on my body, I remember the symbols of the ritual and the transformation I suffered I wonder if I can ever find redemption story written and adapted by Ramiro contreras one