Chapter 4

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^^^^New dress petal is wearing for her meeting with the client ^^^^

The days blended together as I sat in my small box/cell, with nothing to do and no where to go I was left to day dream and worry about the village, not many creatures had come into the store while I was here, It seemed like not everyone could just walk in to view us which I was thankful for.

Mortania had an assistant who looked to be a young girl with pale skin, milky white eyes and white hair. I couldn't tell what she was but by the way she acted I could guess she might have been a captive but grew up in the shop hence her obedient nature towards Mortania.

She would take all the other creatures and I to the bathroom when asked, deliver us our meals and clean us up each morning before the shop opened.

This morning was different. Mortania and her assistant had both come to prep everyone this morning and I couldn't help but notice when mortania spent extra attention on how I looked.

We were then fed and taken for a bathroom break but as she was taking me to go back to my cell I was taken off to a door at the side of the store. I knew this wasn't good, i must have been here for a few days already and I had seen two other captives being taken through this door just to not come back again.

It was dark in the room when we entered and the girl set me down on the only table in the room before opening a draw under the table and grabbing something only for me to realize it was a mini metal cuff with a chain attached to it. She then clipped it round my ankle and anchored the chain to the table.

"Wh-whats going on?" I asked, my voice weak as it was the first time talking in days. I looked up at her and all she did was stare down at me her white eyes glowing in the darkness of the room, she then grinned at me, mouth open revealing sharp jaggered white teeth and where her tongue would have been was a little stub of what was left.

I staggered backwards almost falling off of the table in horror and as I looked up at her again I saw a flash of sadness and regret in her eyes before it was gone. she then sharply turned towards the doorway and I could see Mortanias silhouette standing there.

The girl quickly left without a word.

"Prepare yourself, I have an extremely high end client coming in any minute to see if you will meet his criteria." She turned a light on above my head to illuminate me in the darkness of the pitch black room. She came closer inspecting the new white lace dress I was put in this morning as she moved some of the stray hairs dangling Infront of my eyes to the side.

My hair was fixed in a half up / half down hair style with some of my fringe falling down around the front of my face too short to be pulled back.

She placed her finger under my chin moving my head up to look at her "You're not to talk unless spoken too, do not cry, try not to flinch and do not for the love of all gods make eye contact with the client" she harshly spoke. All I could do was slowly nod as I started to shake.

Who was coming to see me? Why couldn't I just go home? What were they going to do with me if I was purchased? Would I ever see prim again? Why couldn't I make eye contact with them?

All these thoughts swirled around my head making my heart beat faster and I started to feel dizzy.

Suddenly the door at the front of the store chimed and mortania was gone in an instant. All I could do was sit on the table and pick at my fingers trying to distract myself from what has happened and what was going to happen.

"She's just through here, I think you're really going to like this one" I heard mortania quietly speak to someone outside of the door. I kept my eyes on the table too scared to accidently make eye contact with whomever just stepped inside as I felt the room drop in temperature I knew my life was about to change forever.

I felt someone move closer to me until they were right infront of me, I could feel their vicious stare burning into me.

"Well aren't you just something" a rough deep voice said.

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