Deep in the woods, Bob and I spotted a small cabin not far ahead, and Bob called out to Jenny to the cabin, but no one answered.

Bob became more anxious and tried to go into the cabin to check, but I stopped him.

"Let go of me, I'm going in and find Jenny." Bob was emotional.

"Calm down, I think this cabin is weird." Because I smelled a strong smell of sulfur.

Strange to say, since I came to the United States, I haven't seen a single ghost, day or night, except for the little girl, of course.

The first time I smelled this pungent smell of sulfur was on the street where she worked, and she followed a man with a strong smell of sulfur. I've smelled it on Fried's and the blonde vampire mountain I burned to death.

In the past, when I was in China, as long as I encountered dirty things, I could feel a cold breath, then this is not China, Lord Yan Jun also said that the cultural beliefs of the East and the West are different, so in the West people call ghosts evil spirits. Does that mean that the smell of sulfur is a sign of evil spirits nearby?

"Get out of the way, I'm going in and find Jenny." Bob pushed me away and went straight into the cabin, and I knew that no matter what I said Bob would not listen to now, I had to follow him into the cabin, and if I did encounter evil spirits, I could protect them.

A thick layer of ash fell on the hut. It looks like it was once inhabited, but it has been abandoned for a long time, and the wooden house has only a wooden table and two chairs, and a felt mat on the floor.

There are several deerskins hanging on one wall, and it looks like it was once a hunting lodge.

There was only one room in this room, and there was no figure of Jenny at all, but what made me feel strange was that there were many pictures of women hanging on one wall, and I roughly counted the pictures of more than thirty different women.

What is the situation, an abandoned hut in the forest, a wall is covered with pictures of women, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem normal.

"Woohoo." Suddenly I seemed to hear the sound of someone being gagged, and Bob apparently heard it too.

"Jenny, is that you? Where are you? Bob shouted.

"Woo." There was a voice in my ears again, faint but I could hear it, it was coming from under our feet.

"Down there." Could it be that there is another mystery under this wooden house?

Bob and I hurriedly searched around the cabin, and soon we found a hidden compartment under the felt mat, and when we opened it, we found that there was nothing to be seen in the darkness underneath.

Bob took out his lighter and fell into it first, I had no idea that there was such a hidden cellar hidden under this seemingly inconspicuous wooden house.

By the light of the lighter, I watched the surroundings vigilantly, the cellar was damp and filled with a very choking rancid smell.

The cellar was not small, and there were three rooms in it, so it was more like a small prison than a place to put things or live in them. I don't know what the purpose of the people who dug this cellar was, first a wall of more than thirty pictures of women, and then a cellar hidden under felt mats, I seemed to smell the smell of crime.

"Jenny, where are you?" Bob shouted.

Soon I heard a whining sound in one of the rooms inside, and Bob rushed at once, but found that the iron door was locked, and Bob kicked it but didn't kick it open.

"Woooooooooooooo The people inside seemed to know that we were outside, and the crying became more intense.

"I'll come." I couldn't do that much now, and under Bob's shocked gaze, I punched through a hole in the iron door, and I reached in and unlocked it from the inside.

When Bob and I rushed in, Bob was stupefied and I was in a cold sweat on my forehead.

Because the person in the room was not Jenny at all, to be exact, there was only one corpse in the room.

On a wooden bed, a body with a highly decomposed body was lying on it, judging from her clothes, it was a woman, her hands and feet were chained to the four corners of the wooden bed. She had a rag on her mouth, and her eyes kept looking in the direction of the door, as if she had been crying out for help before she died. No, who made that whining sound?

Bob vomited without holding back his "vomit", and suddenly, to my horror, I noticed that the highly decomposed corpse seemed to move, and I could hear someone saying to me, "Help me." ”

I was shocked, could it be the ghost of this poor woman asking me for help? I glanced at Bob, and he didn't seem to hear.

At this moment, Jenny's screams suddenly came out of the other rooms, and I heard them very clearly, it was indeed Jenny's screams, and it was in the room next to us.

I rushed out with one lunge, and I didn't care if the iron door of the next room was locked, and kicked the iron door to pieces, and then I saw something that made me angry.

And Bob, who followed up, was even more frightened and sat down on the ground with his feet weak, because the scene in front of me was so unbearable that even I couldn't bear it.

Jenny's limbs were nailed to the wall alive, her face was covered in blood, her lips and eyelids were sewn together with black cowhide bands, and the blood stained her body red.

It was so cruel that I ran up to the fury, put down Jenny who was in a semi-comatose state, and shouted to Bob, "Call 911, Jenny is in shock due to blood loss, let them send an ambulance immediately." ”

Bob came back to his senses after hearing my words, and in a panic he took out his phone and was about to call the police, although Jenny's mouth was sewn shut, but she was still trying to tell me something, I put my ear to it, and she+ seemed to be saying to me, "Little, be careful." ”

I was shocked, what did Jenny tell me to be careful? Then it dawned on me that Jenny was trying to tell me to be careful, to be careful of the man who had made Jenny look like this, or an evil spirit.

At this moment, Bob dialed 911, and I was about to remind Bob not to stand at the door, but I was horrified to find that the phone in Bob's hand fell to the ground, and Bob's eyes were staring at the boss, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

With a thud, Bob fell to the ground with a rusty knife stuck in his back. There was a very pungent smell of sulphur in the air.