It was a normal day. Normal, but not boring. You were at some wedding event for your parents’ friends, just walking around and occasionally grabbing snack after another from the snack table decorated with shiny plates and confetti.

As you stood in the corner of the building, observing the abundance of people walking around and dancing on the dance floor, listening to music, suddenly, the front door flung open to reveal a whole group of soldiers wearing all black uniforms and balaclavas to cover their face. Your eyes widened.

It was obvious it was just for show, as there was people with camera all over, so it was actually pretty cool to see. They all came in with (unloaded) guns in their arms, their heavy boots pounding against the polished wood floors as you stared from afar, walking a bit closer to get a better look.