"The Collector's Dark Cave: Where Lost Souls Are Trapped"

"The Collector's Dark Cave: Where Lost Souls Are Trapped"

 In a small, deserted town lived a mysterious man called "The Collector." No one knew his real name, and no one knew where he came from. People whispered that he was an invisible enemy who never showed up, but his dark, dilapidated house—located on the edge of town in the middle of a deep, dark forest—said it all. The windows were closed, the grass in the yard had turned into a forest, and a strange smell wafted from it—a scent that thrilled the soul.
Over the years, people began to disappear—tourists, lost travelers, and a few brave souls who entered the forest to take shortcuts. The townspeople knew something was wrong, but no one dared to confront the Collector. He would go out at night, carrying an old lantern and a heavy sack—which he would leave behind only when someone walked in the dark. And in his sack were the animals that never returned.
One stormy night, a young woman named Elena, who had entered the forest for some reason to save time, set foot. The ground was wet, and the sound of her footsteps seemed to echo around. After walking a little distance, she saw a faint light behind the trees. A tall, thin figure emerged from the darkness, one leg falling over the other.
The man's face was covered with a black hood, and the air was icy. In his hand was a lantern, and in the other a sack—with something moving inside. Elena could not move for a moment. The man looked at her and said in a serious voice—
"I need something new for my collection..."
Elena froze in fear. An unusual coldness felt on her face, as if she could not breathe. It was then that she realized that this was not just a man's story—it was something more, much darker. She started to run, but her feet were slipping in the slippery mud. She heard heavy footsteps behind her—something was coming quickly toward her. Before she could scream, an ice-cold, rotting hand covered her mouth.
The next morning, the townspeople found Elena's scarf at the edge of the forest. But her body was nowhere to be found. A few weeks later, a hunter mysteriously found the collector's house.
Inside the house were shelves, where were kept terrifying doll-like figures—made of human bones, skin, and scraps of cloth. A new figure stood in the middle of the room—this time with a look of terror on his face, and he was wearing Elena's clothes.
The townspeople say that the collector still roams the forest to this day, looking for new victims for his "collection"... and never returns.