Ask questions

"I...I would like to ask some questions please, Sir," you stammer. You wonder if you should have just accepted your fate like Master's father told you would be in your best interest, but after all, he did say some slaves were better off having their questions answered. It's too late to change your mind now, anyway.

"Disappointing," Master's Father says. "My Son will have to be informed." He nods to one of the two slaves guarding you--the one who is not holding the end of your chain. The **** bows his head, then wordlessly hurries off. "He might change His mind about you now." He sighs. "Very well. Bring him," He orders the other ****, then walks away toward a low concrete building.

"You should have just accepted it," the **** holding your chain says as he yanks your chain then starts dragging you after Master's Father. "Best thing to do here is just accept it."

"I don't understand," you start to say, and the **** holding your chain suddenly turns around and punches you in the gut. You double over in pain, but he yanks you back up by the collar, then grabs your face in his large, strong hand.

"Don't speak again until your Lord gives you permission!" the **** shouts in your face, getting his spit all over you.

Terrified, you nod your understanding, and he drags you forward again. In the time this has taken, your Master's father has disappeared into the low concrete building ahead of you. Finally you reach it, too. The **** pauses, and you see a red light appear on his collar, and then it flashes green and the door opens.

He yanks your chain and guides you through a narrow corridor. The building is lined with small cells. Each of them holds another naked, collared man in varying states of calm or distress. Some are huddled on the floor whimpering or crying. Some are sitting on the bare concrete floor, staring blankly. A few simply stand as if at attention, though their eyes follow you as you stumble along past them.

You reach the end of the corridor, where a heavy metal door stands open. As he pulls your chain and marches you through the door, you look around at the dark and seemingly large space. It is hard to tell how large it might be because there is just a focused column of light in the middle of the darkness, but the sound of the room is big. The guard walks you into the column of light and attaches the free end of your chain to a bolt in the floor before disappearing back off into the darkness.

"On your knees, ****," the Lord's voice comes from the darkness. Your legs trembling, you comply. "You may ask questions now."

Kneeling naked and chained in the dark with the light shining down on you from above, you start having second thoughts about asking questions. You have been warned multiple times that it would be better for you if you simply accept your new status. Then again, you have also been told this is your only chance to ask questions.

Should you go ahead and continue asking questions, or use this opportunity to try to make it clear that you have accepted your fate?