There he was....sleeping....the smug devil who had done this to him....who had made him into....
The Bazaar was thrumming full of life as Sam Carr wandered from one stall to the next! He had become separated from the rest of his tour group but he wasn't worried....he knew where they were all to meet later and he was honestly happy to be away from some of them....at least for a little while!
Many of the vendors were selling tourist trinkets and they aggressively waved them in his face while each tried to undersell the other.....Sam was amused at the idea of waiting until they would begin offering to pay him to take their goods!
But as he wandered further into the mad scene he found fewer and fewer people selling tourist junk and a quieter group of stalls where the vendors seemed to go out of their way to not draw his attention at all...
A man selling exquisite silks caught his eye and he went to look at the merchandise....
As he browsed the Vendors wares he thought of how it would feel to, perhaps, wear a fine set of silken pajamas made from this extraordinarily soft fabric....as he ran his fingers over the smooth silk he didn't notice the Vendor whisper to the small boy....nor did he notice when the small boy ran off through the crowd and disappeared....
"Yes Sir...." the Vendor said in heavily accented English, "It is the most beautiful silk in all the land....do you enjoy how it feels....imagine it wrapped around you.....is it something you'd be interested in purchasing....I could offer you a fine price...."
Sam was a little surprised at the offer....now he was imagining it wrapped around him as he thought of making this purchase....of bringing this lovely bolt of exotic silk home with him!
He was so entranced that he didn't notice the boy leading the four men to the stall and the first he knew anything was wrong was when the bag was pulled over his head as strong hands grabbed and held him....then he felt the needle in his arm and then nothing...
When he woke he was in a darkened room....a large room dominated by the bed he was lying on.....he wasn't alone!
A tall swarthy man was sitting next to the bed and he smiled when he saw Sam awaken...
"Finally, you're awake my dear, I was afraid you'd sleep through our first time together..." the man spoke in a crisp English accent although he didn't look like any Englishman Sam had ever seen!
"What happened to me....what is this place....who are you...." Sam struggled to sit up and to his horror found that he was bound to the bed....
"So many questions my little Dove.....soon all will be revealed to you.....and to me....I've been very eager to see how well you'd turn out...." he turned away and clapped his hands, "Bring me the mirror!"
From a darkened alcove a servant appeared and scurried forward with a large mirror.
"You see little one. my people are trained to watch for likely....candidates....for me and you were exactly what I had told them to watch for....your small stature and your deep interest in the beautiful silks....you would do perfectly!"
"What do you mean, who are you, let me go....the American consulate will hear of this!"
The man laughed....his laughter echoed through the room!
"You are mine now.....you don't belong to America anymore....you are my property...."
"I'm not anyone's property....I'm a free man!"
The man laughed again.....he reached over and pulled the sheets away and Sam was suddenly aware that he was covered in the same silk he had admired....
The man nodded and the servant held the mirror for Sam to see himself and he recoiled in horror.....the reflection showed a beautiful woman clad in a gown of the most exquisite silk....
"You see my little one.....you're not a free man anymore.....in fact you're not a man at all anymore....you're my newest bride....."
"But how.....why?"
"How....well that's a secret my family has held for centuries! Why? Well I'm sure that's something your western psychologists have a name for but I like to think the answer is because I have the power and it suits my fancy to have you as my own sweet little bride!"
"You can't mean you're going to...."
"Oh but I am my Sweet....and as tonight is our wedding night I will claim what's due from a virgin bride to her husband!"
"Wait....no you can't...."
The man only smiled as he climbed onto the bed with her....
That was so many months ago and the monster had made him perform unspeakable acts...Sam cringed as he thought of the ways the monster had used him....he liked to dangle the small vial he wore around his neck as he laughingly told Sam that it was the only antidote to the change....
When Sam saw his chance he took it....the guard, distracted for a moment, didn't react fast enough as Sam grabbed the dagger from his side and slipped it between his ribs killing him almost instantly....
Sam mad his way quietly through the hallways he knew so well...to the Master's chambers.....slipping quietly inside he crept to the bed and the Master woke with a start as he felt the sharp metal press against his throat.....
"What are you doing here....how did you...."
"Shut up!!!!" Sam pushed the blade harder against his throat....cutting into the skin!
He grabbed the small vial and jerked it away, breaking the chain that the Master had worn it on since his father had given it to him so many years ago!
"Wait don't.....you don't understand my Sweet One...."
Sam cut deeper and more blood began to flow....so much more blood....
Sam looked at the vial and the small amount of liquid inside....the only antidote to what this monster had done to him and using his teeth he pulled out the stopper....
The bleeding man looked up and weakly said "Don't....please...."
Sam laughed and looked down at him....he was clearly bleeding out.....the bed was awash in his blood....he surely didn't have much time left......then Sam lifted the small vial and drank it all....every drop....
He laughed soon he would be free....soon he would be a man again....soon this nightmare would end....
"Come closer", the dying man whispered.
Sam leaned closer to hear the monster's last words...
"My sweet little dove....there is no antidote.....there is only the blackest poison....you have killed us both...."
Sam suddenly felt it....the antidote to the change.....and then he felt nothing....
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