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

that this newcomer wanted to shout when the police came, and I found out just in time. Several of

the other women

spared a

telling

I didn't know how to answer him.

can't avoid it at

everything they could to testify that

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

scalp seemed to be lifted up.

was dragged on the

from Tristan's fingers. It made me feel so

help? Okay, I'll let you

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

Tristan's hand, there was a wooden stick,

If

ear, "don't ruin

"Don't worry, I will

someone immediately handed

Tristan tied the

of fear. The coming torture

have wrapped up these pieces of

you 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 breaking the bones? It sounds really nice. Don't worry. I will find the right place and won't

body shivered and my mind

laughed even

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

my arms to protect

"Ah --"

the pain that almost drove me to

the sound of my bones breaking.

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

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

only hope that I was

"They are all here..."

Raise

we find the target. We find

in plain clothes

the one who ran towards me at