Sold!

He seemed to almost glow just as a sinister grin appeared on his face. Nervous, I took a small step back, nearly tripping over my chains.

"American woman." His accent was strong.

"You speak English. Where am I? Why am I here?" I nearly leaped at him. A waiting man had to cease me.

"You will go for such a pretty penny."

"A pretty penny?"

My heart dropped to the pit of stomach. Air seemed to disappear from the air, leaving me gasping for much needed oxygen. I felt lightheaded, faint, and down right sick. His next words were like a punch to the face. No, correction, it was like a sledge hammer to the torso. Repeatedly. This is unreal. This was just a nightmare and I was bound to wake from soon. In denial, I could not believe any of this was real.

"You are here to be sold."