Bidding

{if ateSelena==true}“La puja por la vampiresa comenzará en cincuenta mil,” a voice said from the speakers in the hall.

I stood there stunned by what I had done and unable to comprehend the audience sitting in the shadows before me. I had just killed someone on stage and these people were bidding, if anything, faster for me than for anyone before me.

“Sesenta; cien; ciento diez, ciento cincuenta; ciento setenta y cinco; doscientos; doscientos cincuenta…” the bidding continued.{else}“La puja por la mujer comenzará a las veinte mil,” a voice said from the speakers in the hall.

I stood there, feeling nothing but contempt for the audience that was so cavalier with the lives of the girls hauled before them.

“Veinticinco; treinta; cuarenta; cuarenta y cinco; sesenta; cien; ciento diez, ciento cincuenta; ciento setenta y cinco; doscientos; doscientos cincuenta…” the bidding continued.{endif}