A bidding war commences

The initial bid is met immediately by the voice of an anonymous audience member. The auctioneer immediately calls for 510,000, and that is immediately claimed as well. The auctioneer soon goes into overdrive, his leading of the auction incomprehensible to you other than the price for your sale going ever higher.

As the price passes 600,000, you hear the same set of voices repeatedly bidding on you. When the bids reach 625,000, the platform begins spinning again, making you feel like some sort of art piece put on display. You stand there, frozen in place by the myriad of eyes going over every curve of your naked body, as the bids continue to climb. As the price passes 700,000, fewer and fewer voices continue chiming in. Past 800,000, there are only two voices going back and forth. These two go back and forth for a while, until one accepts a bid of 950,000. Several seconds of silence commence as a counter-bid of 955,000 is proposed, but not accepted.

"SOLD! For 950,000!" is the last thing you hear the auctioneer say before you are ushered off by another blue-skinned attendant who seems to have appeared out of nowhere.