Penny could slowly feel fear begin to sink into her bones out of nervousness as she stood in front of the people as a display item. Though the weather was cool with the clouds dominating the sky which was dark and yet to start growling, she could feel perspiration begin to settle on her skin with every passing second that came to go by.
Her eyes didn't dare to look up, the glances were never one that was decent or of pity. Instead, most of them grinned looking up at her.
With the way she had bit the auctioneer's finger as he had touched her, she feared what he was going to do. For the slaves who had done nothing, their hairs were pulled, their dress and clothes stripped for the buyer's eyes so that he could entice them to buy the slaves from the slave's establishment.
