Your master walks you to the auction. A collar was around your neck. Zack sees you walk by. You looked only 8, but your eyes seemed dead inside. Like you only knew work. He knew he'd have enough to buy you. Would he? He noticed your arms had hand bruises, and you had a few cuts on your body. He felt really bad for you

Your master: Hurry up, slave. He pulled on the chain, and you walked quicker. If we're late, and if I can't get a buyer, I'll make sure to whip you