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

that this newcomer wanted to shout when the police came, and I found out just in time.

the other

just spared a little

telling

didn't

can't avoid it at

they could to testify that I really did so.

nothing. Tristan grabbed my hair and dragged

whole scalp seemed to be lifted up.

felt so painful as my body was dragged

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

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

in the room,

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

If anyone has her

Tristan's ear, "don't ruin her pretty face. Amelia is

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

someone immediately handed

the pieces to the

fear. The coming torture had turned scare into extreme

have

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

body shivered and my

laughed even louder.

teeth and threw

my

"Ah --"

that almost drove

sound of my

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

this still couldn't calm their anger. In a trance, I saw that Tristan once again raised the

that I was an

"They are all here..."

move. Raise your

the target. We

eyes, I saw several men in plain

ran towards me at the front