Come With Me

The darkness swallowed my fragility, as if it was on the verge of a breakdown. The stinking smell of sweat that produced from pushing filled the room.

Everyone was quiet, not daring to make a sound.

"Sir, we are all good citizens that manages lawfully, fight resolutely with law-breaking discipline. We have never done anything illegal. Please rest assured."

"Oh! It's just a basement. It's really dark without anything. Look, this is the only place we got. Come here, I'll take you to have a drink and see other places."

This was my last hope. If the police are gone, what I have left will only be despair at the mercy of others.

I was scared at that time, but my instinct to leave here made me unable to consider the consequences of failure.

The moment I heard the voice, I chose to risk my life.

"Help..."

Before I could speak, my voice was suddenly covered by a hand.

I heard someone whispering to the people around, "hold her."

I didn't know how many people were taking control of me in the darkness. I just felt that there were many hands on every part of my body, like a net.

I kept struggling, trying to make a sound. But it just didn't work.

The cheering crowd outside the door soon regained their composure.

My hope turned into despair.

"Damn it. We almost be killed by this woman. Thanks to Tristan, I've been keeping an eye on her all the time."

Some time later, she heard some noise from the door.

At last, the door was opened and a dim light came in through the crack of the door.

Those women finally withdrew their hands from me.

"You'll see later."

My lips are dry with fear.

Maybe it was the sweet smell that made Tristan, who had just opened the door, hesitate.

and tidy

and shouted. "Tristan, I noticed that this newcomer wanted to shout when the police came, and I found out just

other women to leave

room just spared a little

telling

as I didn't know how

I can't avoid it

women were doing everything they could to testify that I

head and said nothing. Tristan grabbed my hair and

whole scalp seemed to

body was

from Tristan's fingers. It made

Do you want to scream for help? Okay, I'll let you shout as loud as you like today.

the door. There were a lot of ladies still in the room, but

a wooden stick,

will punish her as a warning to others. If anyone has her idea, she will end

ear, "don't ruin her pretty face. Amelia is going to make money

lips curled into a cold smile. "Don't worry, I will

hand, someone immediately handed

Tristan tied the pieces to the

dilated because of fear. The coming torture had turned scare

we have wrapped up these pieces

have some bruises and won't bleed. The flesh is easier, but the bones won't be relaxed. Have you heard the sound of breaking the bones? It sounds really

whole body shivered and my mind

even louder.

that moment, I saw a bloodthirsty beast. Tristan gritted his teeth and threw the stick at me with

I raised my arms to

"Ah --"

pain that almost drove me to the

of

my forehead, and my spirit began to

still couldn't calm their anger. In a trance, I saw that Tristan

I only hope that I was an insensible dead

"They are all here..."

Raise

the target.

plain clothes

the one who ran towards me at the front was nobody else