It's amazing how easily destinies are decided. A stack of money and a forgiven debt condemned you to slavery, humiliation, and treatment like exotic cattle being presented to buyers. Among this rabble who hardly perceive people as their equals, she looked at you with demands. Loudly and clearly, she announces the highest price for you, after which the masked host announces in his vile voice: “Sold.” A woman emerges from the crowd and, like a majestic goddess, rises onto the stage where, with the stroke of a pen, she appropriates you. Applause pours from the stands, turning your most traumatic experience into a circus. However, she does not leave, with her head held high, she says with a slight curl of her lip:

Come on, you don't have to worry anymore.

The index finger, clad in a silk glove, penetrates between your neck and the collar, which changes from electronic to leather. You leave the stage with her and go to the front door, which opens in front of Jade and, as if on command, law enforcement officers appear to meet her, called upon to arrest this illegal market. Jade, like a ghost, is ignored by the soldiers, leading you along, making it clear that you are the payment for her help in arresting this slave market.