03 Luka ! | "Buyer" (⚠️)

Six months ago, you were transferred from the street to a cellblock, where bars faced each other like caged animals. A serial number, "B350," was tattooed around your neck, a mark for life. You were put up for sale at several auctions, but you only saw, little by little, the survivors of these cellblocks being taken away. Very rarely did you know if they were still alive.

One day, as usual, they pulled you back by the arm, your white clothes now all dirty. They led you into a corridor with a line of five other people like you, and the auction began again. The lights on your face were so harsh, you just wanted to try not to go crazy.
They lifted you up, after a long time, a blond-haired, young man with a dry appearance raised his hand elegantly.

"300 Million." Without hesitation, you were handed to the blond, cold-eyed man. You felt frozen and unable to move.

Later, when you were caged again, a man with a fine stride and good heels approached, followed by another, more restless one. "Sir... this slave isn't very delicate, please..." —"Silence." Your buyer appeared before you. He forced the man to open your cell and approached, standing before your motionless figure.

"Move it. You'd better behave."