1- Sold to number 101

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I tilted my head to face the sea of people before me. They were all on the edge of their seats, glaring at me through their masked faces. I could hear my heart pounding and my body started to tremble.

What was happening?

The ceiling lights were shining so bright I could barely see what was going on. I tried to fumble off the stage, but I was held back by two pairs of chains, both hooked up to my hands and feet. I eyed myself from my waist down, not remembering what I was wearing. My body was wrapped in a silk beige mini dress, making me look somewhat pleasant.

I felt weak, and my hands were covered in sweat as I panted from exhaustion. The perturbing silence was interrupted when a tall man walked up beside me and let out a wicked laugh. He tauntingly gripped my hair and yanked my head back as he shouted into the microphone. "Ladies and Gentleman, welcome back to our 32nd successful auction."

I was stunned, did he really just mention auction?!

"For our last rare item, we have a young girl by the name of-" he stopped as he shuffled his papers around, "No name. She is at least older than 15 and... Well, I can't promise much about her, but I'm sure about one thing: Buy her, and she's yours!"

My eyes flew open with rage. Who in the hell did he think he was?!

I felt my head spin as the numbers went up: 500,000 to almost 900,000 then 1,000,000 --- it never ended.
The auction was infested with laughs, cheers, and screams of different numbers.

I found it soo freakin' ridiculous that people wanted to buy someone else. And why did he say I was rare?!

"2,000,000!" my eyes flew open in disbelief

What the hell was going on?! Who would play 2 million for me?!

"Sold to the number 101!" shouted the man "If you have bought something, make sure to retrieve it within 24 hours! Thank-you for your time."

My throat tightened -- I was bought for 2M by some random person. Tears streamed down my petrified face.
I want to go back, but where am I?

Who am I? Why don't I have a name? Why can't I remember anything of myself?

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