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

newcomer wanted to shout when the police came, and

motioned for the other women

spared a little space.

she telling

lips trembled as I didn't

I can't avoid it

to testify that

lowered my head and said nothing. Tristan grabbed my

seemed to be

was dragged on the ground by

hair fell down from Tristan's fingers. It made me

scream for help? Okay, I'll let you shout as loud as you like today.

ladies still in the room, but

stick, as thick

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

with Tristan whispered in Tristan's ear, "don't

worry, I will do

his hand, someone immediately

Tristan tied the pieces to

dilated because of fear. The coming torture had turned

we have wrapped up these

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

body shivered and my

even louder.

his teeth and threw the stick

my arms to

"Ah --"

the pain that almost drove me to

heard the sound of my

and my spirit began to collapse because of

their anger. In a trance, I saw that Tristan once again raised the wooden stick

that moment, I only hope that I was

"They are all here..."

move. Raise

target. We find

blurry eyes, I saw several men in plain clothes

who ran towards me at the front was nobody else but