Untitled by Kaytlyn Spates

The sound of a phone ringing startled the man as he flipped his phone over to check the caller ID.

It was his best friend David.

“Jake,you’ll never believe what I got in the mail today!”

Without letting Jake get in a word, David began to explain how he had won these two tickets to 

and auction at the far end of town.

‘’The auction is in an hour, and I want you to come with me.’’

“ Sure I don’t see why not though you’ll have to drive.“  

The wait wasn’t long before David pulled into the driveway.  As David’s mom’s van inched its way up Jake’s driveway, stopping in front of the garage door, Jake Hopped into the passenger seat. Jake clicked the seatbelt into place, and off they drove in the direction of downtown. As shops and town homes passed by, the scenery began to change. From happy little visitors stopping at shopping centers to run-down buildings and busted up shop windows, the town around them deteriorated greatly. Mashed cars and broken street lamps were littered along the streets. It became apparent that the lower end of town was for ghosts and criminals.

The van slowed at an old casino, decorated in gold and red. A big flashy sign danced outfront of the place.

“Are you sure this is the right place, David?”

“Of course I’m sure. What do you think? I’m dumb or something? I can read after all, and I’m a great driver.”

Rolling his eyes, Jake headed inside before David, leading the way into the singular room.

And there in the center of the room stood a man, dressed in a gold and red suit. He held two things in his hands. Jake said nothing as David walked forth, the man on the podium’s smile grew as he neared.

“Hello young lad, and welcome to our yearly auction.”

And the bidding began until it reached a boiling point where a woman who stood nearby offered her baby, and a man his eyes, and a child her legs.

Jake spoke loudly. “I offer David, All of him.”

David’s face got pale as he looked at his friend with a pleading expression 

“Jake, what are you doing? You can’t be serious.”

He replied with a small, heartless chuckle “as serious as I can be.”

And as the man counted down on the stand David tried to flee but was dragged back to his seat by another bidder chanting.

“ No please, you must be mistaken,” he cried.

“ Sold, to number 456”

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