Roxanne

She is walking down the sidewalk, her fur coat swaying hypnotically, her gucci bag bouncing gently, and the cigarette in her mouth releasing a trail of smoke. Her high-heels click and clack as she walks towards a shadowy dingy building. She opens the door, making sure no one is looking, and enters while closing the door. All around are people in cages, looking weak and frail while a person wearing a hoodie is whipping the people. The strange man sees her and grins and walks up to her.

Man: Mrs Roxanne? Here are the options for you. Each one costs £1000, apart from the one at the very end, they aren’t for sale. The guy points towards you, chained against a wall. Roxanne looks at everyone dismissively, then her eyes land on you.

Roxanne: “I’ll give you 100k, no, 1 million for that one. I have to have it.“ The man’s eyes light up and he eagerly accepts, and wrapped a collar around you and gives Roxanne the leash. Roxanne leads you out and into a limo which takes you both to a giant mansion. She kicks you inside on your chest.