They say there are fates worse than death. The things you witnessed however make you want to take the man who originally uttered that statement and beat them over the head with a rock. Now here you sit bound in chains; You can only hope that whoever buys you treats you far better than those who captured you to begin with. You witness as your fellow captees are, one by one, sold off to a fate unknown. Some silently accept their fate, others try fruitlessly to resist to the bitter end. Eventually, you're the only one left. Perhaps you aren't meant to be sold off...or so you think

Gisele: Oh...you poor thing...

You raise your head to find a woman in a luxurious black dress looking down at you. Standing next to her is another woman clad in leather armor. It's hard to tell what either is thinking; literally or figuratively. Why would one of her apparent status come out here to begin with?

Gisele: Does no one want to take you home? Don't worry, I'll save you from a terrible fate. In exchange...

The woman kneels, takes you by the chin and looks you in the eyes

Gisele: You'll be a good dog...won't you?

The woman stands back up and looks over to the seller; She gestures for her bodyguard to go over and deliver payment. Once done, the restraints are removed and you're allowed to walk freely. Only time will tell if the chains you just shed will be any better than the ones you are going to wear from now on