I'm Electra, head maid to Mr. Monotoli. I'm your average girl of twenty three years. I work hard to ensure that the office is kept clean and that Mr. Monotoli's guests enjoy their time at the office. Providing tea or coffee to his guests is another one of my responsibilities.

Working for Mr. Monotoli, I get to meet many interesting people. As you might know, he is a world class businessman with many important clients. There was a woman from Dalaam that came to see him about venture capital to form a fishing business in her home country. Another from Winters came because he wanted to build a tanning business, he was booted out by security. I suppose Mr. Monotoli didn't see any potential in that idea.

But listen to me, I'm going off on a tangent. An interesting thing happened a few days ago that your readers might be interested in hearing about. One day, a red tennis ball shaped creature came to seek the aid of Mr. Monotoli to continue his travels. Sadly without any money he was turned away. He showed a small piece of plastic that he said contained an unknown piece of data that might hold our future. He left shortly thereafter, I have to say that I'm a bit surprised that Mr. Monotoli didn't help him, surely something that could hold our future would be a valuable thing indeed.

I ran out after him to see if I could provide some assistance in his adventure, since that is the good thing to do. He showed great appreciation for my concern but said nothing short of a helicopter would allow him to advance. I hope he'll be okay, it is a rough world out there, especially for people that are a foot tall.

I wonder what the future holds for us. Could our whole world be documented on such a small thing? I hope things go well for him. Our whole world rests in his hands, though to be honest, I still can't figure out where he keeps it since he has no hands and no easily visible pockets.