This horror had been going on for several hours. Silence… a groan… and a hoarse voice repeating the same thing: “Help. Please, help!" Sometimes the voice became so quiet that hope settled in Tammy's soul that the man was dead. But no, some time passed and again a plea for help. It was unbearable. Tammy turned off the microphone several times, unable to hear these moans anymore, but this did not help her much, even without hearing voices, she still felt someone else's plea for help. Tammy did not know what to do, she turned on the recording of the conversation of men again and again, and again experienced wild,...