Dystopian Society and Caste System

We weren't always like this.

After the moon fell from the sky,

the earth could no longer sustain the species.

Some managed to stay above. The rest of us

escaped underground.

Then centuries later, when we tried to re-emerge into the sun

again,

we couldn't.

So we

bred ourselves into castes.

Some to be our eyes and ears,

some to be our muscles and sinews.

Oh, you mean your hunters?

Yes.

Bred to be predators, but bred also to be

controlled. You see,

my caste

concentrated on expanding our cerebral abilities.

You control their thoughts.

Not just theirs.

The Heloi.

So it's not enough that you, that you hunt them down like animals?

That's their role here.

To be your food.

Yes.

And for those who are suitable to be

breeding vessels for our other colonies.

You see, I'm just one of many.

I don't understand how you can sit there and speak so coldly about this.