"From the look on your face, I can see all of you can understand me," the man continued, addressing them. "I was in your place once. My number was 72, but look at me now." The earthling lifted his head to know his bare neck. "There's no slave collar, as I have earned my name and my freedom back. It took me a long time and incessant enduring work to get to this point."
'Well, congratulations to you,' Gale almost barked that aloud.
"But I'm sure any of you can stand where I am standing now. You'll see that the Lords and governing bodies here are fair and keep everything professional. So you can rise and strive to earn back your freedom like I did."
All the new slaves listened to him carefully, including me. But I couldn't help but frown as I listened in.
"I'm not known by the number anymore," the man continued, discovering he had our utmost attention, "but my real name. You all can call me Joseph. And that is not all."
