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

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 of trouble holding her

motioned for the other women to leave first.

narrow room just spared a little space.

telling

lips trembled as I didn't know

can't avoid it

to

nothing. Tristan grabbed my hair and dragged

scalp seemed to be

as my body was dragged

down from Tristan's fingers. It

Okay, I'll let

in the room, but none

hand, there was a wooden stick, as thick as

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

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

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

immediately handed

Tristan tied the pieces

coming torture had turned scare into

know why we have wrapped up these

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.

body shivered and my mind went

laughed even

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

I raised my

"Ah --"

that almost drove me to

the sound of my bones breaking.

my forehead, and my spirit began to collapse because of

still couldn't calm their anger. In a trance, I saw that Tristan once again raised the wooden

I only hope that I was an insensible dead man.

"They are all here..."

Raise

find the target.

my blurry eyes, I saw several men in plain clothes

the one who ran towards me at the front