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 going to

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

for the other women

spared a little space.

she telling

I didn't know how to answer him.

I can't avoid it

to testify that I really

Tristan grabbed my hair and dragged me towards the

to

my body was dragged on the ground by force.

Tristan's fingers. It made me feel so

I'll let you shout

a lot of ladies still in the

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

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

ear, "don't ruin her pretty face. Amelia is

cold smile. "Don't worry, I will do

reached out his hand, someone immediately handed him some pieces

the

because of fear. The coming torture

you know why we have wrapped up these

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 to serve

and my mind went blank.

even louder.

moment, I saw a bloodthirsty beast. Tristan gritted his teeth and threw the

my arms to protect myself.

"Ah --"

that almost drove me

the sound of my bones

to form on my forehead, and my spirit began to collapse because of the acute

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

that I was an

"They are all here..."

Raise your

target. We

in plain clothes break in with guns

at