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.

out and tidy yourself

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

other women to leave first.

spared a

she telling

trembled as I didn't know how to answer him.

I can't avoid

could to

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

scalp seemed to be

was dragged on the ground

Tristan's fingers. It made me feel

you want to scream for help? Okay, I'll let you shout as loud as

of ladies still in the room, but none of

Tristan's hand, there was a wooden stick, as thick as a man's arm.

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

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

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

someone immediately handed him some pieces of

tied the pieces to the

because of fear. The coming torture had turned

you know why we have

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

whole body shivered and my

even louder.

teeth and threw the stick at me with all

my arms to protect

"Ah --"

the pain that almost

the sound of

began to form on my forehead, and my spirit began to collapse

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

I only hope that I was an insensible

"They are all here..."

Raise

target. We

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

at the front was nobody else but Robbie.