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.

right. Come out and tidy

woman pointed 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

the other

spared a little space.

she telling

didn't know how to answer him.

avoid it at

were doing everything they could to testify that I really did

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

seemed to be lifted up.

was

fell down from Tristan's fingers. It made

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

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

hand, there was a wooden stick,

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

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

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

Tristan reached out his hand, someone immediately

trembled when Tristan tied the pieces to

pupils dilated because of fear. The coming

know why we have wrapped up these

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 hamper you while you are lying on

body shivered and my mind went blank.

even louder.

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

raised my arms to protect

"Ah --"

pain that almost

the sound of

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

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

I only hope that

"They are all here..."

Raise

find the target.

I saw several men in plain clothes break

towards me at the front was nobody