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

newcomer wanted to shout when the police came, and I found out just in time. Several of us

other women to leave first.

room just spared

telling

I didn't know how

can't avoid it

were doing everything they could to testify that I really

grabbed my hair and dragged

to be

my body was dragged

down from Tristan's fingers. It made

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

were a lot of ladies still in the room, but none of them dared to plead

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

punish her as a warning to others. If anyone has her idea, she will

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

curled into a cold smile. "Don't worry, I

immediately handed

when Tristan tied the pieces to the

dilated because of fear. The coming torture had turned

have wrapped up these pieces

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

whole body shivered and my mind went

even louder.

his teeth and threw

raised my arms to

"Ah --"

that almost

heard the sound of my

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

a trance, I saw that Tristan once again raised the wooden stick in his hand...

only hope that I was an insensible dead

"They are all here..."

move. Raise your

find the target.

plain clothes break in with guns in their

me at the front was nobody else but