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

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

the other women to leave

just spared a

she telling the

trembled as I didn't know

avoid it at

everything they could to testify that I really did

and said nothing. Tristan grabbed my hair

whole scalp seemed to be lifted up.

felt so painful as my body was

fingers. It made me feel

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

still in the room, but none of

a wooden stick, as thick as

others. If anyone has her idea, she will end up

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

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

out his hand, someone immediately

the pieces to the sticks.

coming torture had turned scare

know why we 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 to

whole body shivered and my mind went

laughed even louder.

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

raised my arms to protect

"Ah --"

the pain that almost drove

of my

my

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

that moment, I only hope that

"They are all here..."

Raise your

find the target.

saw several men in plain clothes break

at the