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.

Come out and tidy yourself up. I'm

to shout when the police

other women to

spared a

telling the

lips trembled as I didn't

can't avoid it

doing everything they could to testify that I really

Tristan grabbed my hair and dragged me

to be

was dragged on the ground by

fingers. It made

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

threw me to the door. There were a lot of ladies still in the

was a wooden stick, as thick

her as a warning to others. If anyone has her idea, she will end up just

ear, "don't

"Don't worry,

out his hand, someone immediately

trembled when Tristan tied the pieces to the sticks.

The coming torture had turned scare into

know why we have wrapped up these pieces of

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 you are lying on the bed

shivered and my

laughed even

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

instinct, I raised my arms to protect myself.

"Ah --"

almost

sound of my bones breaking.

and my spirit began to

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

that moment, I only hope that I

"They are all here..."

Raise

find the target. We find

saw several men in plain clothes break in with

who ran towards me at the front was nobody