[right][h2][color=700DBE][b]Subject:[/b] FP-1991-ED[/color][/h2][/right]
[right][b]Last Recorded Location:[/b] Cafeteria Entrance[/right]
[right][b]Last Recorded Interaction:[/b] Everyone Present, [@twave], [@BCTheEntity][/right]
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	Dolly stared down the shadowy figure and the girl that stood next to him, waiting for them to act again. She was not sure what she could do, but she would not let her friend be hurt again. Since Blade charged at the duo, Dolly maintained the idea that they were still a threat somehow. She took pause though when she noticed that there were more people in the group. Another woman appeared from behind the hall, and stood defensively as well. Keeping an eye on Dolly’s little group, she offered a hand towards the shadowy being. There was another, not quite sure of who, but that person was near the other three, making the opposing group’s total to four. That was a lot more people Dolly was fearful they would need to defend against if they were to resume the conflict.

	Dolly quickly looked up at Blade as he hastily stood to his feet, still anxious about the appearance of the shadowy being. She stood up soon after he patted her head, thanking her for the protection. She let out a small smile before she looked back at the group. Blade wanted to know who that group was, the shadowy being especially, and so did Dolly. Having not clue otherwise, she kept to Blade’s side still trying to look her best to be a considerable ally to Blade.

	She continued to stare down the opposing group as Blade turned to Sticks, not sure for what but Dolly’s attention was focused. She blinked in surprise when the one who threw Blade walked forward. She brought up her hands ready to throw down when the female briskly walked past them through the doors where Dolly and her group were only through just moments before. Dolly’s gaze followed the female as she traveled, confused. Was she not a part of the Shadowy being’s entourage?

	“H-Hey.” Dolly called out as the girl walked through the doors. Dolly looked up at Blade, Sticks and then back at the cafeteria doors, open for the world to see. She took a step back and then fully turned to chase her into the cafeteria. 

	“Wait.” She called again, before slowing her sprint when she was just inside the doors. Dougie was still in here, but his presence only came as an addition to the scene that she now was able to fully observe. Now it made sense why Blade acted the way he did when they had first entered the room. Even in the yellowish light, the scene was unmistakable. Bodies, blood, and the stench of iron mixed with Lysol. Tears welled up in her eyes, and once again ran away from the scene crashing into Blade’s back, crying. The scene was awful, and she didn’t want to know what happened. In the heart of the scene, she lost track of the female she was originally chasing.