The highest ranking staff were the ones with squares painted on their black masks. The other guards stood aside when these men would enter the premises. The pink soldier walks towards you, and grabs your arm, holding his gun. One of the guards with a triangle on his mask begins to protest, but quickly backs down.

“Step aside. This one is coming with me.” The masked man says as he drags you away from the group, pressing the barrel of his gun to your back.

“Keep walking until I say so.”