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. I'm going

shout when the police

for the other women to leave first.

room just spared a little space.

telling

didn't know how to answer him.

I can't avoid it

women were doing everything they could to testify

Tristan grabbed my hair and dragged

seemed to be lifted

was dragged

my hair fell down from Tristan's fingers. It made me feel so

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

ladies still in the room, but none of them dared to plead or plead for me.

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

will punish her as a warning to others. If anyone

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

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

Tristan reached out his hand, someone immediately handed him some pieces

tied the pieces to

of fear. The coming torture

know why we have

with your flesh, 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 breaking the bones? It sounds really nice. Don't worry. I will

whole body shivered and my mind went blank.

even louder.

gritted his teeth and threw the

instinct, I raised my arms

"Ah --"

pain that almost

sound of my

form on my forehead, and my spirit began to collapse because of the acute pain.

calm their anger. In a trance, I saw that Tristan once again raised the wooden stick

that moment, I only hope that I was an insensible

"They are all here..."

Raise

target. We find

saw several men in plain clothes break in with guns in

the one who ran towards me at the