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You try to ask the people around you what's going to happen to you now, but they seem to ignore you. They continue their conversation as if you're not even there.

You try again, speaking a little louder this time. "Excuse me, can someone tell me what's going to happen to me now?"

One of the people, a woman with a sharp gaze, turns to look at you. "You're ours now," she says simply. "We'll decide what happens to you. And for now, you'll do as we say."

You feel a sense of fear wash over you as you realize the gravity of the situation. You're trapped here, at the mercy of these people, and you don't know how you'll ever get out.