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.

out and tidy yourself up. I'm going

of the woman pointed at me and shouted. "Tristan, I noticed that this newcomer wanted to shout when the police came,

other women to

spared a little space.

she telling the

didn't know how

avoid it at

everything they could to testify that I

lowered my head and said nothing. Tristan grabbed

whole scalp seemed to

was dragged on the ground by force.

down from Tristan's fingers. It made

help? Okay, I'll let you shout as loud

me to the door. There were a lot of ladies still in the room, but none of them dared to plead or plead for

there was a wooden stick, as

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

been with Tristan whispered in Tristan's ear, "don't ruin her pretty face. Amelia is going to make

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

reached out his hand, someone immediately handed him some pieces

when Tristan tied the pieces to the sticks.

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

we have wrapped

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 find the right place and won't hamper you while you are lying on the bed

whole body shivered and my

laughed even

beast. Tristan gritted his teeth and threw the stick

I raised my arms to

"Ah --"

hurt, the pain that almost

heard the sound of my

form on my forehead, and my spirit began to

In a trance, I saw that Tristan once

hope that I was an insensible dead man.

"They are all here..."

Raise your

we find the target.

my blurry eyes, I saw several men in plain clothes break in with guns in their

one who ran towards me at the front was