One day you wake up before many of the other maids, daylight not even
coming through the windows. You lay in bed in the servant quarters,
lined up with other beds with no privacy of your own. This was taking
a toll on you, and you realized that you had to get away soon before
it was too late. Your inner maid was growing stronger by the day.
The glow of a soft electric lantern glimmers on the other side of the
room as one of the night shift maids makes her way to your bed.
"Christine. I'm sorry, but the Master has called for you."
You quickly get dressed and clean up, quietly so as to not wake the
others up. You hurry along to the Master's office, holding your long
dress a bit so you do not trip. When you open the door, he seems to
be waiting for you, a dark smile on his face. He points to the door
behind you, which you then close with some small amount of dread.
This was not the kind face of the Master you knew before, and some
part of you wanted to run far away.
"So, Christine. Now that we have a chance to speak alone, I *must*
ask. Are you enjoying yourself that much?"
He folds his hands. You shake a bit, wondering whether to speak out
about your situation finally. You decide to keep up the act for now.
"Sir?" you ask, in the sweetest voice you can manage.
A chuckle. You didn't like this at all
"Being a maid, dear Christine. You'll notice your first day as a maid
I came to you to finish the spell the mirror had started. To make
you, in body and mind... fully mine."
He knew! You felt an icy chill in your back. You clenched your fist,
but felt clammy and numb in such a small body.
"But you acted as if nothing happened. Maybe it was a dream come true
for you? I was expecting some hysterics followed by an eternity of
servitude -- in my home, beyond time, space, and the annoying concept
of mortality you had to deal with before."
This guy was not normal. But you let him continue, hoping beyond hope
he'd give you some option. Some way out.
"Don't worry, Christine. I'm not going to take advantage of you or
any of my maids -- I'm a gentleman, not perverse. But nonetheless,
you found the mirror that serves as the gate to my world... like
every man and woman to come before. Even every little child and
animal, all perfect maids now."
He then pointed to you.
"Do you like this? Or am I mistaken?"
To your surprise, you have to think about the answer...