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 going to

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

motioned for the other women to leave first.

just spared a little space.

she telling

lips trembled as I didn't know how to answer

can't avoid it at

they could to testify that I really

and said nothing. Tristan grabbed my

seemed to

so painful as my body was dragged on the ground by

down from Tristan's fingers. It made me feel

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

were a lot of ladies still in the room, but

wooden stick, as thick as a man's

to others. If

Tristan's ear, "don't ruin her pretty face. Amelia is going to make

"Don't worry, I will do what I used to

his hand, someone immediately handed

the

dilated because of fear. The coming torture had turned scare into extreme

we have wrapped up these

flesh is easier, but the bones won't be relaxed. Have you heard the sound of breaking the bones? It sounds

body shivered and my mind

even louder.

saw a bloodthirsty beast. Tristan gritted his teeth and threw the stick at

my arms to protect

"Ah --"

the pain that almost drove me to the hell.

sound of my

sweat began to form on my forehead, and my spirit began to collapse

anger. In a trance, I saw that

hope that I was an insensible dead

"They are all here..."

move. Raise

we find the target.

eyes, I saw several men in plain clothes

ran towards me at the front was