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.

and tidy

the woman pointed at me and shouted. "Tristan, I noticed that this newcomer wanted to shout when the police came, and I found out just in time. Several of us had a lot

other women to

room just spared a

telling

lips trembled as I didn't know how to

I can't avoid it at all.

were doing everything they could to testify that I really

my head and said nothing. Tristan grabbed my hair and dragged me

seemed to be lifted up.

body was dragged on the ground by force.

my hair fell down from Tristan's fingers. It

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

the door. There were a lot of ladies still in the room, but none of them dared

a wooden stick, as thick

will punish her as a warning to others. If anyone has

man who had been with Tristan whispered in Tristan's ear, "don't ruin her pretty face. Amelia is

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

his hand, someone immediately handed him

Tristan tied the pieces to the

of fear. The coming torture had turned scare into

you know why we have wrapped up these pieces

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 the

whole body shivered and my mind

even

gritted his teeth and threw the stick at me with all

I raised my arms to

"Ah --"

hurt, the pain that almost drove me to the hell.

of my bones breaking.

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

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

moment, I only hope that I

"They are all here..."

Raise your

find the target.

I saw several men in plain

ran towards me at the front was nobody