Everything was a purple blur. I can't feel the demon under me anymore when a white flash engulfs my whole being. The next thing I know I'm standing in the middle of a dungeon, the kind you see in old black and white vampire movies. "Alright where are we now...?" I ask a bit timidly. "Where the fuck do you think idiot?" He appears across the room. "Well excuse me." I mumble, feeling for a moment the kind of annoyance you would feel from a sibling, but then remember my situation. "Sit." He says walking strait through a wall. "Yeah right." I go to the wall, poking the black brick. "The fuck...?"
"The fuck' is none of your business." A clawed hand comes though the wall again, pushing my head backward. I stumble a bit, getting a demonic laugh in return. "wh-" "THIS is your uniform." He declares happily, holding up a maids uniform. "Uniform...?" "Yes. Problem? Don't care." He squishes it into a ball and flings it at my face. "Why?" I ask uncrubling it and holding it away from me. " Your new job is to be my dungeon maid." I raise my eyebrow. "Dungeon? Maid? Why?"
"Because this place gets disgusting, and I said so." He crosses his arms and grins bigger. I scrunch my nose and lay the clothes on the floor and step away. "No thank you. I would like to go home please." I ask. "Uhhhmmm no. Now put it on." He shakes his head. I inwardly sigh. I tried. I pick it up, examining the typical black and white laced dress. This is humiliating. "If I wear it, can I go home Mr. Demon?" "Hmm...Mr. Demon...I don't like that, call me master." I scowl. "Master, can I go home if I comply to your ridiculous wishes?" I ask, pointing at the dress in my hand. "Possibly." He shrugs. Its an answer...Guess I just do what he says.
I assume hes leaving when I go to pull off my T-shirt, but he still sits and stares at me intently. "Uhm...scuse me?" I look at him. "Hmm?" "Are you gunna, ya know, let me change?" I ask a little disturbed. "I'm not stopping you, am I?" I furrow my brow and go to a far corner and put the dress on over the shirt and pull it out underneath. "Thats cheating." He declares, standing. I shrug.
"Can I have some pants?" I ask, feeling a bit to free without under garments."Nope. Your first job, sweep the floors. Hurr go." He said thrusting his hand into an unseen slit in mid air, pulling out an old horse hair broom stick and throwing it to my feet. He grins and walks threw the unseen slit and disappears.
Dude. This blows.
It takes me about twenty minuets and lots of vigorous sweeping to realize the floor is made of dirt. I sit around for another 30 minuets, when Demon dude decides to show his ugly face again. "Having fun?" He cackles. "Fuck you." I growl. "Careful what you ask for." He takes the broom and flings it across the room and it disappears threw another slit in midair.
I wanna go home goddamn it! He laughs a little more quietly this time, coming over to me. "Is something wrong?" He asks. "Fuck. You." I grind my teeth. Standing over me, he pats my head. "In time you will learn to not cross me." He said, suddenly serious. I look away at the wall. "Can I go home now?" I ask for the billionth time. "No." I breath out and let my shoulders sag. "Hungry?" He asks, suddenly on the ground next to me, no longer dead serious. "No." I bury my face into my knees. "Suit yourself then." I look up and hes gone. Again. I sit in the same spot, unmoving until I fall into a nightmarish slumber, awaiting what Destiny has in store for me.
