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Alone in the dark, a frantic Kara is trying to stop her panicking 'No.. no.. this is not /vrrosh :dokhahsh/, this is not the Phantom Zone, calm down Kara, there... you're turning... you're still in the car... naked and paralyzed, this is bad, Rao, I didn't even tell Alex where I was going. We're speeding up... are we on a highway?'

A few hours later in a small sea side town, the van drives into an innocuous looking warehouse.

Michelle blinks her eyes and looks dazedly around "Uh, what, why did you hit... oh, we're here. Good, my neck is killing me, I hate sleeping in this **** trap."
Jumping out of the van, she heads around to the back "Ok, let's hand the cargo over and the get fuck home, I want a good nights sleep for once."

Hurrying over to a bored looking bald man at a desk Michelle plants herself in front of it and holds out a tablet "Got one in-"

"ID?" the man says, managing to sound even more bored than he looks.

"Oh for crying out... Collect-14 with a delivery" she waves the tablet around over the desk as she says it.

"Mhmm" he leans to the side and looks behind her "That car and content?"

"Yes, all the info is here on-"

"Thank you, please stay" he grabs the tablet and connects it to his laptop, then starts looking through the information on it.

"Mhmm, pretty... lots of demand for blondes, good... seems to be suggestible, always useful, apparent loner... let's check that out" he disconnects the tablet and starts typing on the small rugged looking laptop.
"Hmm, name on ID is Kara Danvers.... let's see what our little social media analyzer says.... lots of 'friends' but only a handful she meets... and photos with multiple of them have been declining for months... works for CatCo as a reporter, that's unfortunate, let's mark her for conditioning... hmm, shit, sister works in the FBI? Let's mark her for export too, pity."

He throws the tablet in a hole in the ground marked 'incinerator' before turning back to Michelle "Ok, the standard base fee has been transferred to your individual accounts, a bonus based on her sale will be wired at a later day, now piss off."

As the three collectors walk toward a door marked exit, a woman arrive from the other direction and heads over to the abandoned van with a metal morgue gurney on wheels. She is tall slightly muscly looking with short black hair and is dressed in sneakers, purple booty shorts and threadbare white wife-beater while sporting a gleaming metal collar around her neck.

Opening the back of the car, the she reaches in and flips a switch making the floor pop open to display the bound girl. Grabbing Kara's clothes, purse and cellphone as well as Michelle's discarded Wig she turns around and immediately throws it in another hole marked 'incinerator'.

Disconnecting the flask from Kara's gag, she grabs the shackled girl by her feet and starts pulling her out of the depression and then out of the van itself.
'Rao, something's happened, I'm being pulled out, ouch, my head! ...be ready to fight Kara! Lifting me....some sort of metal table.... let me goooo!'
Ignoring the attempts at twisting and turning from her load, the woman lifts Kara up on the metal table and starts rolling it towards a small tube off to the side. Once placed against the end of the contraption she pushes Kara off the table and into the tube.

The now slightly less bored looking man trundles over to them, and after giving Kara a once over he closes the lead reinforced hatch and clicks the modified EMP on.
'Why is everything shaking and humming? Huh... my bracelet feels hot... fuck! Did they shock my wrist or something?'
Outside, the man looks at the readings "Hmm, one piece of electronics shorted out.... though for some reason I can't see where it is, or rather was. Oh well, if she had a tracking chip of any type, it's toast now"
Opening the hatch again the two women pull Kara out and quickly scan looking for any signs of what the machine fried, but besides the vague smell of burnt hair around the middle of her body they find no hint of anything.
While the release mechanism of the bracelet has burnt out and fused the sections together, Zatanna's enchantment still holds, rendering it completely undetectable.

Taking a boxy and rather unwieldy machine he places what looks to be the business end of it on top of Kara's right hand, just below where it's shackled to her belt. He then holds down a button on it for a few seconds until it starts to make a humming sound.
As soon as a little light on it changes to green he lets go and there's a sudden loud buzzing as if from an almighty big bug-zapper mixed with the hissing sound of meat on a hot grill.
'/,rao, voikir khap/ Fuck fuck... did they... agh! It feels like they burnt my hand... why would they do that... Rao it hurts! Is that... I smell burnt meat, they did burn me... what's going on!'

Spending a few moments to admire the black QR barcode the instant-tattoo machine burnt into her hand, the man then nods to the woman and head back to his desk.
The silent servant rolls the crying woman towards the back of the warehouse where a short covered walk connects it to a ship, there she parks the gurney and leaves.

A few minutes later, a man comes through from the ship and looks at the shackled girl on the table before using his phone to scan the QR code on her hand "Ok then, let's see what's in store for you."

Translated from Kryptonian:
/vrrosh :dokhahsh/ - Phantom Zone
/,rao, voikir khap/ - Rao Save me