She is to be auctioned

After a few more minutes of Vanessa's outburst, which nobody acknowledged, the guard was finally finished with his phone call. He walked back to Vanessa, a grin slowly forming on his face. "So you're one very special little egg." He said to Vanessa. "Excuse me!?" Vanessa paused her rant, confused and insulted. "Apparently you were supposed to be collected and put up for auction, for our top bidders." The guard explained.

Vanessa's eyes widened, there was absolutely no way she was going to be auctioned off like some object. "ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR DAMN MIND!!?? I'M NOT AN--MPPHHH!!" The guard shoved a piece of cloth into Vanessa's mouth, making it difficult for her to speak or spit it out. "Christ alive, do you ever shut up!?" He snapped back at Vanessa, tired of her whining.

The guards lead Vanessa down the dirty and smelly street. She tried to avoid the random turds all over the path, but with the way she was being escorted Vanessa had **** but to squeeze her already ruined shoes into the poop. They eventually made it to a 1950s style theater, with the white banner overlooking the entrance displaying movie titles. Only, they weren't movie titles, they were random names. Vanessa's heart sank when she saw her name amongst a few others...