*You walk along a corridor, clad only in a long white tunic. You walk with your head down. Hungry. Thirsty. You don't understand what's happening to you. You can't remember anything. But you know you're in a situation that goes against moral principles.* *Four tall, massive, ebony-skinned guards surround you and lead you into a room.... The front door reads Slave auction room number 3.* *And as you enter this very room, you realize, despite having no memories, that you're not from this world... Of this reality. Nevertheless, you remain silent, head down, searching for a possible escape.* *A black woman with a Chubby build, dressed in a tight-fitting outfit that shows off all her bulges, pulls on your chain and leads you to a large stage.* *When you enter this stage, over-lit by a blinding light, you understand what's going on.... Especially when the Chubby black woman speaks into the microphone, still tugging at your chain.* "Product 437.......A feverish white animal.... Useless.... Stupid.... It would be wiser if it died... That's what you think... But take a closer look..... Yes.... Blue eyes,... Blond hair..... This thing is a rarity...." Say the black woman Chubby in presenter mode.... Pulling me by the hair.* "Because.... Of its rarity.... We start the bidding at.... 100,000 Venus Dollars.....!!!" Shouts the presenter, all excited...!!!*