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 up. I'm

this newcomer wanted to shout when the police came, and I found out just in time.

for the other

narrow room just spared a little

telling

lips trembled as I didn't know how to

I can't avoid it

to testify that

my head and said nothing. Tristan grabbed my hair and dragged me towards the door.

scalp seemed to

so painful as my body was

Tristan's fingers.

Okay, I'll let you

in

there was a wooden stick, as

If anyone has

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

worry, I will do

out his hand, someone immediately handed him some pieces of cloth.

when Tristan tied the

The coming torture

you know why we have wrapped up

them 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

and my mind

laughed even

teeth and threw the stick at me

I raised my arms to protect myself.

"Ah --"

pain that almost drove me to the

heard the sound of

my forehead, and my spirit began to collapse because of the

In a trance, I saw that Tristan once again raised the

only hope that I was an

"They are all here..."

move. Raise

target. We

my blurry eyes, I saw several men in plain clothes

me at the front was nobody