"Everybody is wearing a mask," I called out to Dan who was still standing by the door. I found it very strange that the members of the Order of Heart, the most powerful known organization at the time, did not trust each other well enough to reveal their faces. One would think that trust was fundamental for a group like that to prosper, but it seemed that they had trust in not trusting each other, which meant that they didn't need to see each other's faces to put some faith in the organization.
"Yes. It is a rule that our faces remain hidden in case an intruder might have snuck inside," Dan explained as he crossed the room and stopped beside me. He, too, took the time to watch the members moving about and talking amongst themselves in the crowd. I looked down at Dan. He didn't have a mask
