Yes.

Dago felt like this might lead to a trap, but he was the only one around who could help this unknown person. He ran around the base of the mountain to see what was going on and he had to skid to a halt as he saw a large group of people being herded toward a huge gilded castle. He didn’t stop fast enough, because he ran smack into a Soul Collector. He was a tall, had silver-streaked black hair, and wore an expensive suit. Dago balked and tried to turn away, but he was grabbed and thrown on the ground.

“Found a stray,” the tall man said with a curled smile, “You’re coming with us, son.”

Dago struggled, but was no match for some of the bigger soul collectors. He was shackled and thrown in with the rest of the acquisitions. He didn’t have much choice but to shuffle along with the rest of the captives. They were quickly put into a single file line and examined.

Dago was quickly stripped of all of his clothing, poked, prodded, and stamped with something on his shoulder blade that he couldn’t see. There were a lot of disapproving clucks from the female examiner, but she didn’t say anything one way or another.

He was pushed into a communal cell with several other men, all completely nude like himself. He saw that the symbol on all of their backs was a black letter ‘A’ with a circle around it. He guessed his symbol must be the same.

Several hours later, the cell was opened and the guards there were taking out a few of the men from the front.