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.

right. Come out and tidy yourself up.

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

motioned for the other women to leave

room just spared a little space.

telling the

trembled as I didn't know how

I can't avoid it at all.

could to testify

Tristan grabbed my hair and dragged me towards the door.

to be lifted up.

as my body was dragged on the ground

my hair fell down from Tristan's fingers.

scream for help? Okay, I'll let you shout as loud as you

There were a lot of ladies still in the room, but none of them dared to plead or plead

there was a wooden stick, as thick as

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

a cold smile. "Don't worry, I will do

out his hand, someone immediately handed him some pieces of cloth.

Tristan tied the pieces to

coming torture had turned scare into extreme fear.

why we have wrapped up these

bleed. The flesh is easier, but the bones won't be relaxed. Have you heard the sound of breaking the bones? It sounds really nice. Don't worry. I will find the right place and won't hamper you while

body shivered and my

even

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

I raised my arms to protect myself.

"Ah --"

that almost drove me

the sound of

my forehead, and my spirit began to collapse because of the acute

saw that Tristan once again raised

that I

"They are all here..."

Raise your

we find the target. We

men in plain clothes break

the one who ran towards me at the front