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

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

she telling the

lips trembled as I didn't know how

I can't avoid it at

women were doing everything they could to testify that I

and said nothing. Tristan grabbed my hair and dragged

scalp seemed to be lifted

so painful as my body was dragged on the ground by force.

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

I'll

to the door. There were a lot of ladies still in the room,

a wooden stick, as thick as a

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

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

a cold smile. "Don't worry, I will do what I used to

immediately handed him

tied the pieces to the sticks.

of fear. The coming torture had turned

we have wrapped up

entangle them with your flesh, you will at 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

body shivered and my mind

laughed even louder.

gritted his teeth

instinct, I raised my arms to protect myself.

"Ah --"

the pain that almost drove

heard the sound of my

forehead, and my spirit began to collapse because of the acute

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

that moment, I only hope that I was an

"They are all here..."

Raise

target.

eyes, I saw several men in plain clothes break in with guns in their

ran towards me at the front was nobody else