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.

and tidy

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

motioned for the other women to

just spared

telling

trembled as I didn't know

I can't avoid it at

to testify that I really did so.

and said nothing. Tristan grabbed

to be lifted

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

from Tristan's fingers.

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

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

there was a wooden stick, as thick as

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

man who had been with Tristan whispered in Tristan's ear, "don't ruin her pretty face. Amelia is going to make money from

smile. "Don't worry,

reached out his hand, someone immediately handed him some pieces

trembled when Tristan tied the pieces to the sticks.

The coming torture had turned

have wrapped up these pieces of

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 hamper you while you are lying on the bed to serve the guests.

body shivered and

even louder.

that moment, I saw a bloodthirsty beast. Tristan gritted his teeth and threw the stick at me with all

my arms to protect myself.

"Ah --"

almost drove

of my bones

my spirit began to collapse because of the acute pain.

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

that I was an

"They are all here..."

move. Raise

the target. We

saw several men in plain clothes break in with guns in

who ran towards me at the front was nobody else