I don't know how long afterwards, but eventually I fell into a dreamless sleep. That is, until the sick man woke me up again.

"Wake up, Sunshine," he said before picking me up. With his guidance, I was ushered up a set of stairs and walked outside. From what I could hear, a vehicle door was opened and I was pushed inside before the motor started and we drove off."

When the car finally parked and we got out, the man pushed me from behind as I was forced to walk forwards. Shouts and voices rose around me as I walked and I heard numbers and prices being thrown over my head."Five-fifty!" a voice cried out nearby."Seven hundred!" called another, albeit from a distance."Sold!" announced a voice from somewhere in front of me.This couldn't be happening... Was this man intending to sell me? There were too many things that could happen. Rape, murder, slave labor... they all filled my frantic mind as I shuffled forward. I would have tried to bolt, taken a chance at freedom, but seeing-- or more, the lack thereof-- as how I was still blindfolded, that plan wouldn't work out too well."I've got another to sell," my captor said as his hand on my shoulder tugged me to a stop.Another set of hands roamed your body, almost as if they were giving you a check-up to determine my health. I knew it was to determine my worth."Alright, here's your tag."After that, we waited for a long time. More numbers were called out and more people were sold. I wanted to cry, but held still, any tears that escaped my eyes being absorbed by my blindfold."Your turn; get up there."A hand took my arm and dragged me up a set of steps onto what I guessed was a stage."How about this little piece?" boomed a voice I presumed to be an announcer. "How about we start at around five hundred?"A ton of voices rose to meet his deal and outbid each other, just like with the others before me. I tried to shut it out and not think of who was going to buy me."Sold!"