Human Slave || twisted reality contest

Description from original post (created 2013-08-19 16:08):

"Wh- where am I?" asked George. The last thing he remembered was falling asleep in the cave with the weird markings. Now he was in some kind of clay hut, completely bald with a weird metal thing on his head, and in shredded clothes. Then he saw the woman bending over him. She was also bald and had a metal thing on her too. "You're in the province of Moltica," she answered. "There's no such place called Multica" George said, acting as if the woman was crazy, "And who the heck shaved my head?" "They did," she said they as though she was talking about evil itself. "Who's they?" George asked. The woman sat down, took a deep breath, and started explaining.

"They are called computers. They rule over us, and the leader is called The Master. They use tracking devices to keep us under control. If we start trouble or try running away, that thing in your head will kill you. We are forced to labor for them, whether we are mining materials for their uses, harvesting crops to feed our own people, or one of the many jobs they have for us. They call us employees but we all know that we are slaves. They even breed us. You were chosen to be a miner. I don't know where you came from though, and you don't seem to have a clue either, but life here is ten times worse than anything you can imagine."

So yeah, this is my skin for the contest! Hope you guys liked the short storyish explanation I wrote. It's of a reality run by computers.