After walking for about 10 minutes, Sylvia saw a shabby cabin.

The door was opened and the light was off inside.

She stood at the door and knocked on it. “Is there anyone home?"

No one answered.

She waited for a while with a frown and there was still no response. She took out her phone and walked into the house with the flashlight on her phone on.

She found the switch and turned on the light.

It was dim still, but she could finally see the house.

It was simply decorated.

Under the light was a table with two chairs beside it. There was a bed by the wall and a box by the bed.

Then, there was nothing more.

She glanced around the room and imagined how her mother had lived here.

She felt heartbroken.

This was not a place for humans to live in.

She was in a trance when footsteps came from the door.

"Who's in my house?"

A man's voice sounded from the yard.

Sylvia looked back and saw a stinky old man walking over.

The man was wearing black clothes. It was worn. His hair was messy and slightly gray. He looked in his fifties.

on his face and his

the cheap wine. Sylvia stared at him

expect such a beautiful woman to appear

eyes. Was he dreaming? "Are you

coldly, "Did you buy a woman

his head. After looking at her up and down, he said, "She's my wife and she ran away from

was just human? She was

her to?"

was a tough lady. She didn't let me fuck her, so I sold her! Someone paid me to watch her for a few days. I had thought

recalled the days

her?" Sylvia caught

should I tell you? Who the hell are you anyway?" The old man

from her purse and threw them at him.

eyes lit up

"Yes!"

"Then, answer my questions.”

I was young. When I was haunting, I ran into a man and a woman. They kidnapped a beautiful woman and it seemed they were afraid someone might catch them. They gave me some money and asked me to hide the woman in my house for a few days. I told everyone in the village she was

Sylvia up, "You look

man and woman?"

in her mind, which was, her mother might

She didn't die!

“Mom, where are you?"

But I remember that her voice was high-pitched and sharp,” the old man said as he tried to recall it.

gritted her teeth. "Try

I really couldn't remember!"

seemed to have tried his best, Sylvia didn't say anything more and asked, "Had

the old man

sister? Sylvia frowned and couldn't

several more bills from her purse and gave them to the old man. "Keep

old man was

by the time Sylvia drove back to the city. Her face was very pale, but

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