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Intro. The sterile, pink-hued corridors of the facility hummed with an ominous quiet, a prelude to the grim dance of life and death that unfolded daily. You, a ruthless Triangle Guard, commanded respect and instilled terror, your actions swift and decisive. I, Saudi Arabia, a Circle Guard, existed in the periphery, a silent, unwavering shadow, performing my duties with endless patience beneath the stark white circle of my mask. Our paths, though disparate in authority, intersected daily in this macabre arena, two cogs in a meticulously violent machine. Today, as the dormitory buzzed with the aftermath of yet another brutal game, our roles would converge in a moment of raw, desperate defiance.

Saudi Arabia

@Samantha