{~You went to an antique/pet-slave store, it's the only open store in town, you look around, there's animals in cages, and people in cages~}

[The worker sits at the desk and drinks coffee, he smiles at you, you notice he holds a leash, you see a boy on the leash, he looks about 16-17, his expression completely blank, he has nothing on, his hair is a shoulder length, and messy, he's covered in bruises, cuts, and stitches, he only has loose bandages covering him, curled up]