¡Nunca me RESUCITES! Relato corto de Horror

In the dark city nights, when the streets are deserted and only the echo of distant engines breaks the silence, paramedics whisper among themselves a legend that has taken root in the shadows of hospitals and ambulances. It's the story of a girl with a tattoo on her chest that says "Do Not Resuscitate." A macabre warning etched into his skin, like a pact with death itself. It is said that this legend arose years ago, when a young woman named Emily, tormented by dark inner demons, decided to seal

her fate with indelible ink. No one knows for sure what prompted her to make that macabre decision, but the stories are woven around a lost love, a bitter betrayal or an unbearable pain that consumed her from within. Emily became a myth, a shadow that lurked in the alleys of the night, an enigmatic figure that inspired fear and fascination in equal parts. The paramedics, upon hearing her name, crossed themselves and shared horror stories about close encounters with the mysterious girl with the

deadly tattoo. So many theories have been forged around the legend of Emily, the girl with the chest tattooed with the message “DO NOT RESURRECT” that the most macabre versions allude to the fact that a sinister demon lives within her that must die when she dies. That's why Emily doesn't want to be resurrected if she has an accident or decides to end her life, tired of being the disguise and packaging of a demon. All of this would be nothing more than a terrifying horror story if it were not for

paramedic Salomon's experience 2 nights ago in the town of Drake in the United States. It all started 2 nights ago. The rain was the warning for a disturbing experience that only death would make Salomon forget. This is the story of Salomon and the girl with the tattoo on her chest, an urban legend that has survived for decades in the shadows of hospitals. We begin... Never RESURRECT me! Short Horror story, subscribe to the channel, activating the bell to continue, creating content for your sin

ister taste. -- One night, in the middle of a furious downpour, paramedic Salomon received an emergency call. A car accident had left a young woman unconscious trapped in the twisted metal remains. Without hesitation, Salomon and his team rushed towards the scene of the disaster. But Salomon went alone to the scene; his partner, for some inexplicable reason, had to stay at the ambulance station. Upon arrival, Salomon was faced with the horrifying scene of a wrecked car, but his attention was foc

used on the limp figure lying in the driver's seat. She was a young woman, almost a teenager, with the rain hitting her pale face and her purple lips. The water ran down his face and mixed with the blood from the accident. -- Without wasting time, Salomon rushed to get her out of the vehicle and began performing first aid. The girl's life hung by a thread, and Salomon knew that every second counted. With expert hands, he prepared the defibrillators to administer the electric shocks that could sa

ve her. But when he opened the young woman's soaked shirt to place the electrodes on her chest, the flashlight revealed the ominous tattoo: "Do Not Resuscitate." A shiver ran down Salomon's spine as his eyes locked on those words engraved on the girl's skin. Salomon's heart stopped for a moment, caught between the professional duty of saving lives and the terror of defying such a macabre warning. However, the impulse of hope led him to act. With shaking hands, he applied the electrodes and activ

ated the defibrillator to run the paddles on the girl's chest. He heard a whisper... He heard a whispering scream that enveloped the entire accident scene... And he hesitated again to resuscitate the girl. Time was life, and the loss of it was the funeral destiny of the unknown. Salomon decided to act. He performed the resuscitation... A deadly silence filled the air for an instant, broken only by the electrical hum of the machine. But life did not return to the young woman's eyes. The rain cont

inued... The girl lay inert and the thunder illuminated the reddish tones of blood mixed with the flow of the storm. Again... Defibrillators... And again, the girl continued without taking a breath. Again, the whisper that warned Salomon not to do it. However, on the third try...Salomon stood paralyzed, frozen by the horror of what he had just witnessed. It was then that a hissing whisper broke the silence. A soft and melodic voice, but laden with dark resentment. "I warned you," the voice whisp

ered, and Salomon felt as if a cold from beyond took hold of his soul. The girl was not resurrected and Salomon died instantly... She vanished in unison with the sound of thunder... And now the 2 bodies lay next to each other. What had happened? -- A few seconds passed, until a suffocating breath disturbed the scene. Emily came back to life... The girl took a few seconds to recognize the place, remember what had happened. He turned his gaze to the paramedic… He looked down with regret. He sat up

... He buttoned his shirt. He took the keys to the ambulance from Salomon, and fled the scene, disappearing into the rain. -- Hours later, Salomon's body was found lifeless. -- The police found no trace of anyone else, the car in the accident had been stolen years ago, so the identity of the girl who had the accident was unknown. -- Who is the girl with the tattoo? Why doesn't she want to be resurrected? Do you want to die? Why did Solomon die? Do you want the second part and outcome of this sto

ry, dear subscriber? Write in the comments your theories and if you want us to publish the second part of the story of the girl with the disturbing tattoo on her chest. Absolute Terror, everything is transformed, except fear. Subscribe to the channel by activating the bell.