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

to shout when the police came, and I found out just in

the other

spared

telling

lips trembled as I didn't

I can't avoid it

could to testify that

grabbed my

to be lifted

was dragged on the ground

fell down from Tristan's fingers.

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

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

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

her as a warning to others. If anyone

who had been with Tristan whispered in Tristan's ear, "don't ruin her pretty face. Amelia

worry, I will do what I used

reached out his hand, someone immediately handed

when Tristan tied the pieces

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

we have wrapped up these pieces

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 find

body shivered and my

laughed even

beast. Tristan gritted his teeth

my arms to

"Ah --"

almost drove me to the

the sound of my

and my spirit began

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

moment, I only hope that I was

"They are all here..."

Raise

target. We

in plain clothes break in

me at the