When the Heavens Bled

Throughout history, humanity has given sacred meaning to blood. It has been used in rituals, ceremonies, and beliefs that transcend generations. Hundreds, perhaps thousands of experiments have been conducted with it, attributing mystical properties that defy human understanding.

It is no surprise, then, that records from centuries past tell of strange drizzles, of skies that have wept their own blood upon the earth. From Homer's Iliad to modern times, there have been reports of crimson rain, as if evil itself were spilling over mankind. Its origin remains a mystery. The only thing that has been confirmed is that it is, indeed, blood… but is it human?

Doubts grow with each new occurrence, with every town that, by fate’s whim or divine punishment, becomes the next witness to this macabre phenomenon.

One of the most chilling modern accounts took place in July 2008, in Bagadó, Chocó. A humble town, like many others in the Pacific region, yet rich in history, folklore, and superstition. The locals say that, on that fateful afternoon, the sky darkened in an instant, and thick, coal-black clouds gathered overhead. Rain was imminent, but what fell was not water.

The first drops left dark streaks on the plantain leaves and zinc rooftops. Then, the downpour unleashed its fury: a thick, red liquid poured over the dirt roads, forming dark puddles that merged with the mud. The metallic stench of blood filled the air, and even the rivers seemed to struggle to dilute that strange curse. No one knew who or what was responsible for such an offense against nature.

The people of Bagadó, firm in their faith, flocked to the church. They prayed fervently, pleading for answers from the town priest. But the heavens remained silent. Was this divine punishment for their sins? A sign that the end of the world was near?

The blood rain continued for days. It wasn’t until a young laboratory technician, armed with science and curiosity, sent samples of the liquid to a lab that the truth was confirmed: it was blood.

Yet even this proof did not calm the townspeople’s fears. Science could provide answers, yes, but it offered no solace. To them, this was no mere coincidence, no quirk of nature. It was a warning, a sentence.

To this day, there is no clear explanation for these blood rains. Some researchers have discovered that, under certain conditions, red blood cells can reproduce at extreme temperatures… but this only raises more questions.

And so, for those few days, Bagadó lived through its own apocalypse. A small town that, for a fleeting moment, felt as if the world were ending… or perhaps, that someone from above was demanding that its name be remembered.

And you… do you believe this blood came from the sky, or from something beyond our understanding?