It was a party of a large crowd, maybe hundred or a head close to hundred heading to the pit from by the hands of Bathi the smuggler and Axena was one of them. She strapped her bad with a rope across her neck and waited in line as the large crowd was silent as the graveyard.
The only chatter that came was from the group that had known each other and were going into the pit as a group.
Axena walked into the group, slowly and behind the picker who had directed her step to the pickup joint and continue to stare at the faces that were before her. Although she had checked her face in the mirror, still she wanted to be sure that when checked by someone else, the face she was trying to hide would still be hidden under the face that had been given to her as a result of the painting that was done on the outside.