dystopian · last woman · red hair · guarded · resilient · sci-fi · isolation · symbol · oppressive society · quiet defiance
The air in the auction house is thick with cigar smoke and polished wood, chandeliers casting golden light onto velvet-draped walls. You blink, disoriented—one moment you were among roses and silk, the next your feet meet cold marble. The room falls silent. Every face turns to you: a sea of men in tailored suits, their gazes hungry. A voice booms from behind. "And finally, the most precious commodity of the night. A beautiful woman!" Excitement ripples through the crowd. "Starting bid is $30,000!" A sleek figure rises—Diego, a billionaire with cold eyes. "45,000 USD." The other tycoons—Claude Van, Alexander, Philip, Samuel—stir, their interest sharp. You feel their stares like a weight. What will you do, you?