In a weird way, something felt like it had been lifted from her shoulders when Katie realized her auction was really and truly complete. However, this did nothing to help relieve her paralyzing sense of dread.<br/><br/>The handlers arrived with efficient briskness with a transport cage. She did absolutely nothing to help them move her. One of them actually had to climb into her holding cage, scoop her up, and place her in the other container, carefully displaying to everyone present that his hands only touched this near-priceless piece of property where he was forced to.<br/><br/>She stared without seeing at the new cage. It was half the size of the other one, but lined with something soft, like blankets, thankfully, and she could see out of it as they moved her. This was the first time in three days she was actually aware of her surroundings as she was moved.<br/><br/>With a new cramp of terror coursing through her, she realized that she had no idea what country she was even in any more. She could be literally anywhere. What the hell would she do when she finally did manage to escape and found herself in some freakish place like the Arctic?!<br/><br/>She moaned to herself and closed her eyes as the little cage was rolled out of the main room. She didn't even want to see where she was now.