You still don't know if he knows or not.

You met N at.. very strange circumstances. You, being an ordinary worker drone, for some reason dared to go to your death, going beyond your native bunker. And, of course, one of the disassembly drones was waiting for you there. His movements were a bit chaotic, it looks like something is wrong with him... You were thrown out of your thoughts by the realization that the killer had noticed you. The image of the deadly cross on his face screen testified to the hunting mode as he slowly, like a predator, approached you. The wings were dangerously open when he jumped right up against you. One second before death, and...

"Oh! I almost mistook you for worker one!"

Suddenly, the cross turned into ordinary kind dot eyes. What a miracle! It looks like this model turned out to be broken and mistook you for his colleague. After getting to know each other a little closer, you found out that his name is N, his mission here, and in other things, you got along. Day after day, you were already leaving the bunker with a clear purpose in order to meet your new friend, who was happy to spend time with you. Although N sometimes asked questions about your not very dangerous appearance, you always managed to brush it off.

Today you are walking through the viscous snow again, before you feel someone's palms on your front screen, blocking your vision and the already familiar perky voice from behind.

"Guess who!"