Dana Choses to Unveil the Secrets Behind Alena's Mask, a Path She'd Soon Regret

Walking over to where your pants had been forcefully discarded, you eavesdrop on the confrontation happening behind you, though it's not like you have much of a choice given that there isn't much else to focus on. "You know what? I think I'ma take that mask off and get a look at what exactly you're hiding under there. Maybe it'll be worth a laugh? " Dana announced as she began to slip her index and middle fingers underneath the Edgelord's mask. You were tempted to look over, yourself being interested in how Alena looked maskless, but the decision to fuck off from this conflict was final. You raised a foot to step into your pants before a sound caught your attention, a deafening crack. You instinctively turned around and were met with a horrifying sight.

Alena had decked Dana in the face. Head on. Her fist having landed right on the bridge of the bully's nose, breaking it. Your eyes widened; your pants fell from your hands, having let go of them in shock. Your left hand placed itself on top of your head as your mouth went agape. Dana let out a grunt as she covered her mouth with both hands, having let go of the center gore of Alena's bra along with her mask now being free of the blonde's fingers. "What the-?! You can't-?! Why?!- You've gotta be-" the words struggled to come out of your mouth. Who the hell would be insane enough to physically harm Dana, especially something like breaking her nose? That's worth, like, 40 **** sentences, with Dana acting as the executioner for all of them. Alena's head suddenly turned toward you, looking you dead on, some anger having left her grey eye. You stared back, unsure of why she was just staring at you and not running for her life right now. Well, she did run, straight at you!

You took a step back in your alarmed, confused state. Was she going to attack you as well? What the hell did you do? The Edgelord ran past you as she grabbed ahold of your wrist, dragging you with her. Alena dragged you out of the room and into the empty hallway. Away from your clothes and away from Dana. "Hold on?!" you demanded as you struggled to break free from her grip, the bandages around her hands tickling your wrist as you fought for freedom. Your demands were met with silence as Alena continued running to an unknown location, the sound of her boots' heels clicking against the floor along with your sneakers squeaking against it in resistance.