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 yourself up. I'm going

the police came, and I found out just in time. Several

for the other women to

narrow room just spared

she telling the

lips trembled as I didn't know how

avoid it at

they could to testify that I really

head and said nothing. Tristan grabbed my hair and

scalp seemed to be

as my body was dragged on the ground

my hair fell down from Tristan's fingers. It made me feel so painful.

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

threw me to the door. There were a lot of ladies still in the room, but none of them dared to plead or

was a wooden stick, as thick as a man's

If anyone has her idea, she will end up just

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

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

immediately

trembled when Tristan tied the pieces to

The coming torture had turned scare into extreme fear.

know why we have

heard the sound

and my

laughed even

bloodthirsty beast. Tristan gritted his teeth and threw the stick at me with all

instinct, I raised my arms to

"Ah --"

that almost drove me to the

the sound of my

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

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

moment, I only hope that I was

"They are all here..."

move. Raise

find the target. We

men in plain clothes break in with guns

me at the