slave # 4<br/><br/>It took Amy a moment to come to the realization of what they were doing. They were bidding on them, like they were a piece of meat at the market. Her eyes widened, her color faded. When she had said she always wanted to go an auction, she had pictured it for her art work, not her. " no" She mouthed, her voice refused to come. She didn't want to get gaged , like one of the others where. " no...no no..." She mouthed some more. Shaking her head back and fourth, causing her dark hair to fall in her face and cover her eyes.