The door crashed down as Paul's foot connected with it. The light from the outside shone in, making the people inside scurry back into the darkness. Paul drew his phaser and shot a guard off one of the walkways above. Ensign Dooga beside him drew her phaser and shot another guard on the opposite walkway.
"This ones clear!" said Dooga after scanning the room with her tricorder.
"Attention. I am Lieutenant Paul Deveraux of zhe United Federation of Planets. You are 'ereby liberated from zhe Mullurans and are free to go."
There were some murmurs throughout the room, the slaves obviously thinking this was all too good to be true.
"I assure you, you are free."
A small girl near Paul got up and walked toward him and hugged his leg.
"Delez come here," said a woman, her mother most likely, scuttling forward and pulling her away.
Paul gave his phaser to Dooga and walked towards the two and kneeled down. "It iz alright. We are not gonna 'urt you. You may not 'ave 'eard of zhe Federation before, but ve are dedicated to equal rightz for all. We do not believe in slavery and 'elp out when ve are needed and our prime directive doezn't prevent us from doing zo."
"Is it really true that we can leave?"
"Yez, but I would ztay where it is safe for now. Relief and medical aid will arrive soon."
"Lieutenant, we need to go," reminded Dooga. "There's another slave house across on the other side of the base next to the supply depot. The rest of the team is waiting there."
"I 'ave to go," said Paul standing up.
"Don't go," said the girl grabbing his leg again. "I want to stay with you."
"I'll be back," said Paul as he hurried out of the building towards the next target.