3- Deep Sleep

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I laid on the bed, partly regretting not succeeding in killing the guy, but also partly confused at the fact I couldn't remember who I was. My whole body was trembling and my eyes were still soar from the blinding stage lights back at the auction.

A sudden knock at the door snapped me out of my trance.

"Hello?" A voice called from the other side of the door. "Are you in there, Hazel?"

It wasn't the hard, cold voice I was familiar too, but a soft, dull, more weak one.
"I haven't budged." I replied and the man slowly stepped in, a tray of food following closely behind him.
"Master wished me to do so, here you are." He delicately pulled the silver plates out from underneath the food cart and set them down on a small round table that I hadn't even noticed.
"A fresh cut of salmon accompanied with fish eggs or King Crab?" He asked, handing me a small 'menu '.

A gentle and sincere smile came across his honest and joyful face as I started drooling over the piece of paper.
"Shrimp and oysters!" I exclaimed "Is that even possible?"
"Why not." He chuckled as he handed me my silver plate filled with sea food.

I gasped as I realized the oysters were still alive.

"They must be eaten that way, or at least cooked that way." He handed me a napkin and taped on the creature's shell, "The chances of being ill are much greater if the oyster is dead, since they harbor high numbers of bacteria."

I rolled my eyes and pouted "Fine, I'll eat it. I simply thought I would be better off eating something that won't roll around and scream for its life in your mouth."

Spoon after spoonful, I cleared the 3 plates that were laying in front of me.

How come everything is so delicious?

The shrimp was amazing and the chocolate covered homemade ice cream was splendid. My tastebuds went crazy as I swallowed the small cookie that sat on top of the desert.

I'm gonna gain so much weight if I eat like this every day.

Wait, what am I saying?

I shook my head in confusion and the door creaked open revealing the same manservant.
"How was it?" He loaded my plates and silver wear on the same glass cart, "I see you have a big appetite."

An inconvenient laugh exited my mouth and echoed throughout the room, "You think? I guess belonging to someone stirred up my stomach."
He smiled and grabbed my hand. "Hem, call me Hem."
"Nice to meet you, Hem." I hesitated as I was about to introduce myself, but realized he already knows me.

I think he noticed me sigh, since he blurted-out: "Don't worry, if you ever need me, I'll be right around the corner."
I did my best to smile and then simply waved him off.

I hope he'll be talking care of me, I don't want to stick around with some abusive man.

The clock ticked and ticked until it was 9pm. I hurried under the bed sheets and snuggled up against a big round pillow. I drifted off into a deep sleep as I held my knees up to my chest, trying to keep warm.

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