*** = listener speaking

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[ringing sfx fading out]

Master? Are you awake?

Oh, thank the heavens… I was so scared after you took that tumble.

There was blood everywhere, I thought you were a goner…

***

Where are you? You’re in your bed, Master.

Oh no, are you having issues with your eyesight? Master, how many fingers am I holding up?

***

Yes, that’s right. Your eyesight doesn’t seem to be affected after all. What a relief.

***

Hmm? …Of course I’m sure this is your bed, Master. Only you are allowed a bed so lavish.

I would not even dare to think of bringing you to a bed that wasn’t your own…

Are the pillows alright? Would you like me to fluff them for you?

***

You… don’t remember this being your bed?

May I ask what you mean, Master?

There is no other bed for you to remember.

***

You don’t remember anything?

Master, are you saying you have amnesia?

Oh dear…

Does that mean you don’t even remember me?

***

Ah… I see. Not even a single memory?

…Actually, Master, this maid would like to ask you not to answer that. I’m afraid the pain would be too much.

But I can assure you, this is your bedroom and I am your maid.

***

What do you mean, Master? How does that not sound right?

I can assure you, that is the one and only truth.

How else could you be sleeping in this bed, and why else would I be calling you Master?

…Perhaps the medicine or the shock of the injury is clouding your judgment.

I will give you some peace and quiet so that you may get a hold of yourself.

Please try to get some rest while I am gone, Master.

[listener walks off and locks the door]

[clock ticks as time passes]

[rustle of bedsheets as speaker wakes up with a surprise]

You’re awake sooner than I thought, Master.

***

How long have I been standing over you? …A while.

You told me you liked me watching you sleep. You said it made you feel safe, remember?

Oh wait… you don’t.

Oh, well. I’ll just make sure to remind you of all the little quirks in our relationship.

For starters, I would help wash you every morning.

We missed yesterday due to your injuries, so we can’t stall for today.

Let me help you out of bed, Master, and to the bathroom…

***

There’s no need to be shy, Master. Even if you don’t remember this, I would do this for you every day, like I said. I’m just doing my duties.

***

This ‘doesn’t feel right’ again?

Master, forgive me for being frank, but how can you tell what is right and what is wrong when you don’t even know anything?

It is just better to listen to me, and we can get to living our lives how they should be.

Now, come on, before the water gets cold.

I’ve prepared it with all your favourite scents and soaps, and I even bought a new washcloth. It’s all perfect, ready and waiting.

[speaker and listener go to the bathroom]

Do you need help getting undressed, Master?

I’m more than happy to assist if you don’t feel up to it.

***

Very well.

***

Why should I need to turn around? I’m going to be washing you, after all.

***

[speaker sighs]

Very well, Master. I will turn around.

[clothes rustle as listener starts to undress, then ringing noise as listener gets a headache]

[speaker’s voice is muffled, a memory]

What is the futile resistance about, Master?

It’s merely a wash. Don’t you want me to take care of you? I want to take care of you.

Stop with this stupidity and stay still!

You have no choice!

[listener collapses and the ringing fades out]

Master…!?

Master, are you alright!? Are you awake?

***

Let me check your injury, you might have aggravated it…

It doesn’t look like any of the stitching has come undone… that’s a relief.

Master, what happened? Why did you take a fall like that?

***

A headache?

It seems like your injury is more severe than I thought, to make you fall down like that…

Shall I take you back to bed?

***

M-Master, no need for such a drastic rejection!

***

It’s alright. You just startled me, that’s all.

Was there an issue with your bed? Or was your room not to your satisfaction?

***

Oh, you just want to take a walk?

I suppose they do say fresh air is good for people in recovery…

Very well. Let’s go for a walk, shall we?

***

Of course I must accompany you. How can I leave you to take a walk all by yourself, Master? Especially in your injured state…

***

Another maid…?

Master, I am your only maid.

***

Sorry, I suppose I should rephrase that since you don’t remember.

I am the only person working in this mansion.

We are the only two people who reside here.

[the ringing comes back]

Master…!?

[muffled memory voice]

You and I are the only two people who will live here.

This is how it should be, Master. We don’t need anyone else coming between us.

You need to stop rejecting me like this… I am the only one you need!

[ringing fades]

Master, you’re so pale, I really think we should get you back to your quarters.

***

You’re so insistent about this walk…

Very well. I will not dismiss this request since you want it so much.

Please make sure to lean on me for support at least, Master.

***

Master, I insist. You are in no state to walk around.

***

[speaker sighs]

If you are going to be so stubborn about this, fine. But I will be standing close in case you take another fall.

[speaker and listener walk outside]

[only the sound of wind can be heard; no birds, no other people, no cars, etc]

What is that face for, Master?

***

The walls? They have always been there.

This is private property. You didn’t want anyone disturbing us, Master.

[ringing, muffled]

The walls are so no one disturbs us, Master.

I’m sure you too will one day appreciate them.

[ringing fades, muffle ends]

***

The walls are here to stay. You only think the garden will be prettier with the walls taken down because you don’t have your memories.

Let’s just continue our walk and forget about them.

I recently planted more of your favourite flowers, and some other ones I thought you might enjoy. Of course, if you don’t like them, I can uproot them immediately and replace them with something else.

Shall we go seem them, Master?

[speaker and listener walk to the flowers]

Here they are. Well? Are they to your satisfaction, Master?

***

…That face again.

***

Hmm? Oh. You just pulled the face you make when you don’t appreciate my efforts.

Am I doing something wrong? Am I not pampering you enough?

I make sure you have the nicest bed, the best soap, plant your favourite flowers.

And yet you still act like I’m doing something wrong, Master.

Why? Why is nothing I do ever enough!?

[ringing comes back, muffled]

Don’t you like the flowers? I planted them especially for you.

See? I really am doing all this to make you happy. You just need to open yourself up to me, Master…

***

You ARE my Master.

I am your maid and you ARE my Master.

Isn’t this your fantasy? To have a cute girl serve you? I’ve seen your browser history!

***

Who cares if I kidnapped you? I didn’t lock you in a basement! I’m not forcing you to starve and serve me, I am the one serving you!

What do you possibly have to complain about!?

***

Your friends, your family, your pathetic ‘girlfriend’… you just can’t let them go, can you?

[speaker picks up something]

If you really can’t get them out of your mind… I’ll just make you forget all about them.

[ringing and muffled voices stops]

Master? Do you have anything to say for yourself?

…That look. You remember, don’t you?

[listener runs off]

There’s nowhere to run!

[speaker chases and soon catches up, tackling listener]

Stop thrashing. Stop THRASHING!

You really are the most ungrateful person I’ve met… no matter.

I’ll just have to hit you harder this time to make sure I knock those pesky little memories out of you once and for all… or maybe I should use some medicine to cure you instead…

Just stay still Master, and I’ll take care of everything…