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.

at me and shouted. "Tristan, 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

motioned for the other women to

narrow room just spared a little space.

telling

as I didn't know

avoid it

women were doing everything they could to testify

head and said nothing. Tristan grabbed my

whole scalp seemed to be lifted up.

was dragged on the

from Tristan's fingers. It made me feel so

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

the door. There were a lot of ladies still in the room, but none of them dared to plead or plead for

there was a wooden stick, as thick

punish her as a warning to others. If anyone has her idea,

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

worry, I will do

hand, someone immediately handed him some pieces

the

coming torture

you know why we have wrapped up these pieces

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

whole body shivered and my mind went

laughed even louder.

teeth

my

"Ah --"

hurt, the pain that almost drove me to the hell.

sound of my bones breaking.

forehead, and my spirit

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

that I was an insensible dead man.

"They are all here..."

Raise your

find the target. We find the

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

one who ran towards me at the front was