La Fábrica Poseída de Iztpalapa y otros relatos de horror

Relatos de la Noche

This episode of Relatos de la Noche features chilling personal accounts of paranormal encounters from Mexico and Latin America, including a

Key takeaways

• Paranormal experiences often occur in ordinary settings like homes and factories during vulnerable moments such as sleep or isolation.

Main topics

• Haunted factories
• Supernatural encounters at night

Notable quotes

"You can be the next protagonist of the stories of the night."

Conclusion

The episode leaves listeners with a lingering sense of unease, emphasizing that fear and

Transcript preview

Speaker 1 (0:02) We walked towards the front of the factory, which was close to San Lorenzo Avenue, in front of the San Nicolás Torrentino Civil Pantheon. I did not see anyone else but my colleagues and me, but I saw someone peeking out from behind a wall. It was a person of low stature, with hair exaggeratedly long, completely bald and black. He just peeked out and hid again. It was not anyone we knew. And that was my first sign that I was working in a factory full of ghosts, full of demonstrations. Really, in a factory possessed. Speaker 1 (0:50) Buenas noches, queridísima comunidad. Espero encontrarlos bien, del mejor humor para escuchar, pero este programa va dedicado a los que andan pasando momentos difíciles y para quienes Relatos de la Noche es un momento para escapar, un ratito de descanso. Para ustedes, este episodio. Y un abrazo bien, bien apretado. You're going to like the stories of this night, they're powerful, so you already know them. If you don't get excited, it's time to go. There's no resentment, but if you stay, there's no going back. Because you're listening to Tales of the Night. Speaker 1 (1:40) Hello, Uriel. I'm Susi. I've already sent you several stories of mine and some of my grandfather's. Rest in peace. And fortunately, you published one of them four years ago. This story of now happened to my son and me. I remembered it recently because I was listening to my son Leo the chapter of Marquitos. And then I decided to tell him why he was baptized when he was just three months old and not a year old like my first son. Speaker 1 (2:09) Cuando mis hijos eran bebés, tenían reflujo, así que yo pasaba prácticamente toda la noche despierta. No se podían dormir completamente acostados. Tenía que dejarlos casi sentados, ya fuera en el portabebé o sobre mi pecho mientras yo permanecía sentada. Una de esas noches, Miki tenía un año y once meses y Leito apenas dos. Los dos habían estado más inquietos de lo normal. Lloraban mucho y no podían dormir. Speaker 1 (2:39) En ese tiempo yo dormía con ellos en la cama matrimonial y mi esposo en una cama individual, aunque las dos camas estaban juntas. Mi esposo dormía hasta el rincón, los niños en medio y yo en la orilla. Después de muchísimo rato, por fin los dos se quedaron dormidos. Yo estaba agotada y pensé en poner a Leito en el portabebé, asegurarlo bien y dejarlo sobre la cama para poder dormir aunque fuera un rato. At that moment I was sitting in bed and the baby carrier was on the floor, so I turned to pick it up. I had left a small lamp on and thanks to that light I could see that there was a bolt on the baby carrier. At first I didn't understand what I was seeing. The baby's blanket was on top and moving, as if there was something underneath. It got up and down, as if it were breathing. I stayed watching. And then the blanket began to slowly slide down. He left the face of an old woman uncovered. He had his hair tangled, dirty, and he was looking at me while laughing in a scary way. When he did so, he let his teeth see that they were clearly rotten. Speaker 1 (4:07) I was very scared. My first reaction was to kick the baby carrier. And as soon as I did it, that thing ran on four legs. It moved like a spider and got under the bed. I want you to remember that that thing I saw in the baby carrier was practically the head with limbs running around. I could only hug my baby with all my strength to try to wake my husband. And it was then that I realized that Mickey was awake. My son looked at me and asked me, was it the lady who comes to wake the baby up every night when you sleep? I didn't know what to tell him. I just hugged him and told him that he was dreaming, nothing else. Meanwhile, something was heard under the bed. It sounded like bones breaking or re-accommodating. And I kept hugging my baby. Speaker 1 (5:13) It sounds very strange, but I don't know when I fell asleep. I was exhausted by the nights I practically spent in Bella with the children. And the next thing I remember is my husband waking me up in the morning. He asked me why there was black dirt on the floor. Why was there dirt on the baby carrier? I told him everything that had happened during the night. And then we told my mom, my mother-in-law, and my husband's grandmother. Speaker 1 (5:45) When she finally heard the story, she told us that she would talk to the father of her church so that we could baptize the child as soon as possible. And a month later we managed to baptize Aleito. That's why, when I was recently listening to the episode of Marquitos with my son, I finally decided to tell him that story. Tell him that that's what happened when he was only two months old. And why did we end up baptizing him at three? Speaker 1 (6:15) And notice that there is one thing that still gives me a lot to think about that night. The little blanket that was on the baby's door. I never found that one. Hello Uriel and the story team of the night. A pleasure to greet you. I hope you are very well. My name is Monserrat and I want to share with you an anecdote from when I worked in a factory. In the narration I am going to leave both the name and the address of this factory. I leave it completely to your consideration Uriel. If you want to mention it as it is, I have no problem. In 2023 I started working at a jam factory called Ofrut located in Mexico City, specifically in the municipality of Iztapalapa, on Avenida San Lorenzo 302, right in front of the San Nicolás Tolentino civil pantheon. It is a medium-sized factory that supplies products to different brands, both national and international. I joined as a general assistant and at that time only the night shift was available. I needed work, so I accepted. And my first days there were normal. Some of my friends have been very nice to me since I arrived, and they are still my friends. Sam, Patty, Anna and Jackie. They welcomed me, and during my first shift they explained what my activities would be and how I had to do the work. More or less at 3 in the morning we had our lunch time, and the women from some areas used to leave first, so that morning we were all together in the dining room. Some were already eating, others heating their food in the microwave or buying something in the expender we had there. At some point while we were eating, the door opened. I could clearly see that someone had peeked in. It was a low-heeled person, with hair that was too long, completely black and lacy. He just looked up and closed the door again. I didn't give him any further importance and asked my colleagues, Is anyone else going to eat with us? They turned to look at each other. My friends said no, that we were already complete, that there was no one else who was going to eat with us. Speaker 1 (8:56) So I explained to them that I had just seen a girl peeking out the door. I told them she was short, that she had very long, black and lacy hair. They looked at each other again. They told me that there was no longer any girl left, that we