[ WP ] A race of slaves who really are genetically inferior

This day is going to be perfect. I'm sitting on a bench in the workers quarters of Hotel Rolling Hills enjoying my water. Usually we'd be cleaning the rooms on the 60th to 62nd floor around this time but today another group has to take our shift. The overseer gave us the day off and wants to talk to every one of us in his office. 
 
 `` Hey a5!'' 
 
 Ah, fb-fb-82 just came back. `` Yes?'' 
 
 `` I'm to tell you you're next.'' 
 
 `` Yes.'' I get up and make my way over to the elevator. 
 
 The overseer's office is above all of the guest rooms almost at the top of the building. Above it there's only the manager's floor and the roof. 
 The manager's a weird man. I think he's a master, the overseer bows before him, but I saw him bow before the president just yesterday. 
 Just thinking about it hurts my head. Maybe the masters have other masters. 
 Maybe I should get back to work. 
 
 Immediately after I arrive I knock at the overseer's door. 
 
 `` Come in.'' He does n't waste any time and calls out before I can greet him, `` fb-fb-a5, correct?'' 
 
 `` Yes.'' 
 
 `` Good. Where were you yesterday at 8:15 p.m. and what were you doing?'' 
 
 Easy. We were scheduled for cleaning after the opera. 8:00 to 8:13 p.m. `` In the performance hall. I was replacing a broken table.'' 
 
 `` Did you see the manager Alexander Fontaine at that time.'' 
 
 `` Yes.'' 
 
 The overseer walks to the back room and leaves me without a task. 
 So the manager has a name. I knew he was n't a worker. But why did he bow? 
 The president's a master and the manager shot him. He could n't have been a worker. But why did he bow? 
 I'm rubbing my temples by the time the overseer returns. 
 
 `` This is the one you were looking for Sir.'' 
 
 `` Good work, fb-29-a2.'' 
 
 Ah that voice. I breathe in deeply and bow down quickly. 
 
 `` So you were the one who's dopey smile I saw on the camera footage.'' 
 
 I always loved seeing the manager but it's even better when he talks to me. No idea if he asked me a question though. 
 
 `` Yes that smile precisely. Very good. Did you talk to anyone about what you saw me doing yesterday?'' 
 
 `` No Sir.'' Every word he says makes my stomach tingle. 
 
 `` Good. fb-29-a2 and..'' He looks at my number tag. He looks at me! This day could not possibly get any better. 
 `` fb-29-a2 and fb-fb-a5, would you kindly jump out the window?'' 
 

