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 up. I'm going

the 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

the other women to

narrow room just spared

she telling the

lips trembled as I didn't know how

avoid it at all.

they could to testify that

grabbed my hair and dragged me

whole scalp seemed to

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

fell down from Tristan's fingers. It made me feel

I'll let you shout as loud as you like

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

wooden stick, as

to others. If anyone has her idea, she will end up

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

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

out his hand, someone immediately handed

Tristan tied the pieces to the sticks.

dilated because of fear. The coming torture

we have wrapped up

flesh is easier, but the bones won't be relaxed. Have you heard the sound of breaking the bones? It sounds

body shivered and my mind

even louder.

teeth

I raised my arms to

"Ah --"

that almost drove me to the

of my bones

and my spirit began to collapse

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

only hope that

"They are all here..."

Raise

find the target.

saw several men in plain

the one who ran towards me at the front was