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.

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

motioned for the other women to leave

spared a little space.

telling

as I didn't

can't avoid

everything they could to testify that I

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

to be

felt so painful as my body was dragged on the ground by force.

Tristan's fingers. It made me feel so painful.

want to scream for help? Okay, I'll let you shout

of ladies still in the room,

there was a wooden stick, as thick

to others. If anyone

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

worry, I

reached out his hand, someone immediately handed

the pieces to the sticks.

pupils dilated because of fear. The coming torture had turned scare into

we have wrapped

you will at most have some bruises and won't bleed. The flesh is easier, but the bones won't be relaxed. Have you heard the sound of

and

even

gritted his teeth and threw the stick at me with all his

I raised my arms to protect

"Ah --"

that almost drove me

of my

sweat began to form on my forehead, and my spirit began to collapse because

saw that

only hope that I

"They are all here..."

Raise your

we find the target. We

several men in plain clothes break in with guns in their

the one who ran towards me at the front was nobody else but Robbie.