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.

all right. Come out and tidy yourself up. I'm

pointed at me and shouted. "Tristan, I noticed that this newcomer wanted to shout when the police came, and I found out just

for the other women to leave

just spared a

telling the

as I didn't know how to answer

I can't avoid it at all.

everything they could to testify that

and said nothing. Tristan grabbed my hair and dragged me towards the door.

scalp seemed to be lifted up.

so painful as my body was dragged

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

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

lot of ladies still in the room, but none of them dared

there was a wooden stick,

a warning to others. If anyone has

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

cold smile. "Don't worry,

Tristan reached out his hand, someone immediately handed

tied the pieces to

dilated because of fear. The coming torture had turned scare

have wrapped up

most have 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. Don't worry. I will find the right place and won't hamper you while you are lying on the bed to serve the

body shivered and my mind

even louder.

gritted his teeth and threw

instinct, I raised my arms to

"Ah --"

almost drove me

of

and my spirit began to collapse because of the

trance, I saw that Tristan once again raised the wooden stick in his

only hope that I was an insensible dead man.

"They are all here..."

Raise

we find the target.

blurry eyes, I saw several men in plain clothes break

towards me at the front