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.

out and tidy yourself up. I'm going

"Tristan, I noticed that this newcomer wanted to shout when the

motioned for the other women to leave first.

narrow room just spared a little

telling

I didn't know how to

I can't avoid it at

women were doing everything they could to testify that I really

my head and said nothing. Tristan grabbed my hair and dragged me towards

seemed to

body was dragged on

Tristan's fingers. It

for help? Okay, I'll let

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

was a wooden stick, as thick as a

punish her as a warning to others. If anyone

with Tristan whispered in Tristan's ear, "don't ruin her pretty face. Amelia is going to make money from

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

out his hand, someone immediately handed

Tristan tied the pieces to

coming torture had turned scare into

know why we have wrapped

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

body shivered and

even louder.

teeth and threw the stick at

my arms to protect myself.

"Ah --"

almost

sound of my bones breaking.

form on my forehead, and my

In a trance, I saw that Tristan once again raised the wooden stick

that moment, I only hope that I was

"They are all here..."

move. Raise your

we find the target. We find the

eyes, I saw several men in plain clothes break

who ran towards me at the