"Come on! We've gotta make you look decent so you can become a slave like the dirtbag you are," a man said to Seraphine as she was shoved through a set of doors, her hands tied behind her back and a fist knotted in her hair in order to keep her there. "Get moving!" He yelled through clenched teeth and narrowed his eyes. Seraphine couldn't help but cry out from the pain as she moved forward and into a smaller room. Being forced to sit down in a chair, she allowed a few tears to fall, thinking of how she got there as they worked on her. She was walking through the streets as she did everyday, going from store to store, shopping like she enjoyed to do occasionally. She hadn't known then but someone was watching her as she moved about. Just before lunch, a man had come up behind her and placed a hand over her mouth and one around her, picking her up with ease and shoving her into a car. She remembered thrashing around and trying to get out, then a fist coming across her face then nothing for a while. When she woke back up, she was in a dark room with her hands and feet bound tightly. She had screamed for help but no one would come. Three days she had been unconscious. It wasn't often, but when she did get to go out, she heard about her parents and brother looking for her though she knew they wouldn't find her. She remembered being told of the auction and ever since then, she saw it as an opportunity to get free. So now she sat in this chair, tear-streaked face and all as she stared at her hair that was brushed and left around her shoulders. No makeup covered her face and she was forced to stay in her jeans, tank top and blue flannel from when she had gotten kidnapped just over a week ago. "Get up! You're on," he said as he pushed her to the backstage, waiting for her number to be called before shoving her up the stairs, his hand gripping her arm being the only think keeping her from falling on her face as he stood with her. She yanked her arm away furiously as she took a step away and clenched her jaw as she stared at the crowd silently.