A Servant in the House of Unreason

It’s a tough place to work. The rooms are different every time you cross a threshold, what appeared to be the dining room is actually the sunken laboratory full of murky flasks. Some stairways to the upper levels skew suddenly to the left then right at 45 degree angles. The walls feel like wet shark skin and instead of a bell the madam’s voice summons you from right over your shoulder for another bottle of port. The wallpaper in the bathrooms are covered in eyes and they all blink when you don’t look at them directly.

But the dental benefits package was incredible. Your weak little human teeth have all been replaced with smoky grey crystal that will never ever break or chip and this comes in handy when the barking pack of minnows chases you down the towering hallway and yet again you must defend yourself like an animal.

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