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.

tidy yourself

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

motioned for the other women to leave first.

narrow room just spared a

telling the

trembled as I didn't know how to

can't avoid

to testify that I really did

my head and said nothing. Tristan grabbed

whole scalp seemed to be

painful as my body was dragged on the ground

down from Tristan's fingers.

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

were a lot of ladies still in

a wooden stick, as thick

If anyone has her idea, she will end up just like

Tristan whispered in Tristan's ear, "don't ruin her pretty face.

"Don't worry, I

out his hand, someone immediately handed him

trembled when Tristan tied the pieces

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

you know why we have wrapped up

won't be relaxed. Have you heard the sound of breaking the bones? It sounds really nice. Don't worry. I

whole body shivered and

even

his teeth and threw the stick at me with all his might.

I raised my

"Ah --"

pain that almost drove

sound of my bones

form on my forehead, and my

this still couldn't calm their anger. In a trance, I saw

I only hope that I was an insensible dead

"They are all here..."

move. Raise

the target. We find the

several men in plain clothes break in with guns

ran towards me at the front was