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.

tidy yourself up.

shout when the police came, and I found out just in time. Several of us had a lot of trouble holding

motioned for the other women to leave

spared

she telling the

as I didn't know how

I can't avoid it

were doing everything they could to testify that I really

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

seemed to be lifted up.

as my body was dragged

Tristan's fingers. It made me

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

in the room, but none of

Tristan's hand, there was a wooden stick, as thick

as a warning to others. If anyone has

man who had been with Tristan whispered in Tristan's ear, "don't ruin

worry,

reached out his hand, someone immediately

when Tristan tied the pieces

because of fear. The coming torture had turned scare into

you know why we have wrapped up these pieces

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 nice. Don't worry. I will find the right place

whole body shivered and my mind

even louder.

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

I raised my arms to protect

"Ah --"

pain that almost drove

the sound of my

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

couldn't calm their anger. In a trance, I saw that Tristan once again raised the wooden stick in his hand...

hope that

"They are all here..."

move. Raise

the target. We find

men in plain clothes

at the front was nobody