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.

right. Come out and tidy yourself up. I'm going to

when the police

the other women to

spared a little space.

telling the

didn't know how to answer

I can't avoid it at

everything they could to testify that I really did so.

my head and said nothing. Tristan grabbed my hair and

to be

painful as my body was

fell down from Tristan's fingers.

I'll let

lot of ladies still in the room, but none of them dared to plead or plead for

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

as a warning to others. If anyone has her

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

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

reached out his hand, someone immediately handed

when Tristan tied the pieces to the

dilated because of fear. The coming

you know why we have wrapped up these pieces

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

body shivered and my mind went blank.

laughed even

gritted his teeth and threw the stick at me with all his

instinct, I raised my arms to protect

"Ah --"

hurt, the pain that almost drove me to

sound of my bones

on my forehead, and my spirit

a trance, I saw that Tristan once again raised the

that moment, I only hope that I

"They are all here..."

move. Raise your

find the target. We

my blurry eyes, I saw several men in plain clothes

the one who ran towards me at the front