Visitor gate

Iron and purple light. A clerk who does not smile hands you a tour badge—plastic, numbered, expires at close. Wand check optional if you want the full intake theater add-on; default visit is clothes on until a pin says otherwise.

The wall behind him is all white-card pictograms: leave anytime outside live drill zones; inside a posted drill you raise a white card and staff extract you. No real war. No permanent chain.

Men who ask "where do I sign up" get pointed at the recruitment wall and a stamp that says TOURIST — NOT ENLISTED. Umbra sells the fantasy of joining. It does not sell a contract to you.