Novel & Cerita High Rise Invasion Masks Characters

Inside, in the cabin, it was choking and tense as Rachel and Vanessa stood in front of the old wooden mirror, with their reflections staring back—two women on the brink of something dangerous, irreversible. Vanessa was the first to move, reaching for the black leather mask lying on the table. The mask was simple in its effectiveness: sleek, featureless, and only serving to obscure identity without drawing attention. Her hands were steady as she fitted it, pulling the straps tight behind her head. The mask covered her eyes, leaving only her mouth exposed, but it was enough. It made her feel powerful, detached, as if she were someone else entirely, someone capable of doing anything.

The only thing was that they did not have any injuries on them. Alex looked into their eyes in silent communication before the gate swung open for them. The Aliens who welcomed them had the same air around them as that of Joshua. They all emitted strong and scary auras which could be felt very clearly. All of them seemed to be the fortress guards. Any human trying to infiltrate this fortress would surely be cut down or crushed within seconds in the hands of these strong creatures. It appeared that Alex came unannounced and that was why the Aliens were slightly panicked. But Alex settled them down and told them there was no need to call on the authorised official to acknowledge his arrival.

They wore a mask, so they wouldn’t attract attention while getting inside the location. Rieska wore a swirling black gown accented with silver, her dark mask sculpted like a raven, covering the upper half of her face. She let her hair flowed loosely with small braids on each side of her ear. And Zenus in his black armor and mask of a black panther. His twin swords were resting on his back. In comparison, Eleand chose a high collar black jacket with gold embroidery. His delicate gold mask carved a dragon’s head. He was confident in his faerie form minus the wings.

As I follow bonbon's men, I look around, noticing that everyone has their faces covered with masks similar to mine, which immediately makes me feel bad for doubting Alexandre. “This way, miss.” One of them instructs, pulling me from my thoughts. We get into one of the elevators, with at least four men around me. I roll my eyes and let it go, at least for the moment. When we reach what seems to be the top floor, the leader of the group types in a number that I can’t make out on the elevator panel and then scans his retina. The screen turns green as a sign of recognition, and the doors open.

And there-strapped to a metal chair, bruised, gagged- Was Teresa’s father. Her scream tore from her throat before she realized she'd made a sound. Papa! Larris instinctively reached for her arm, halting her before she could surge forward. Wait, Look around first. She forced herself to focus. Movement Dozens of figures stepped into view. All were wearing a white half-mask. A chill sprinted down her spine. Show yourself! Larris shouted. And then, one of them, taller than the others, with a commanding posture, stepped forward.

“Some people just don’t know how good they have it. Don’t pay him any mind!” Astel took the opportunity to wrap his arms around Ilma’s waist. “Then, you’d better make it up to me.” “Okay, okay. I’ll make it up to you!” As they spoke, their eyes began to grow dreamy. They completely ignored my presence. I cleared my throat. Only then did the two of them stop. Ilma said impatiently, “Gareth, what’s the meaning of this? It’s just a gas mask, isn’t it? Do you have to lie about saving someone on Mounscour Hill? You’ll stop at nothing to make things difficult for Astel!”

I snapped, knowing that this was a new dress, one that I had just bought, just for today. “Sorry about that, I wasn't looking where I was going." his deep and husky tone came through; his voice carried a powerful aura, one that I was capable of sending shivers down my spine. I finally lifted my gaze to meet him. He was wearing a mask, and even though it was all my fault, he still went ahead to apologise. “No. It's fine, I was the one who was not looking at where I was headed” I muttered and was just about to walk away but he held my hand. His touch was so cold, forcing me to yelp as it sent shivers down my spine.

We move to the tables to make our hair and faces match our outfits. Izzy pulls my mask from her drawer, the one rule I always had. My face had to be covered. My family could not find out I was here and they dealt plenty with sleazy men. The masks leaves my mouth open, but covers the top half of my face. "You girls ready?" Thomas asks from the door when he peeks in. "Holy fuck. I don't think I'm ready. You two are delicious."

She pretended to be flustered and asked Alex, "Didn't you say that you would give me a surprise today? Why is Amelia here?" "Tonight, she is the surprise I gave you." Alex raised his hand, and a few men suddenly came into the room. They were all wearing masks, and their faces could not be seen clearly, but they were all naked with their upper bodies, and their exaggerated and strong muscles were particularly eye-catching. Alex looked at Amelia coldly and indifferently, and the corners of his mouth curved up into a smile.

I don’t want to move, I don’t want to look, but my body moves on its own, fingers trembling as I pick up the device. The video is crisp, high definition and soundless. It shows the parking garage beneath Astrid’s new office building. Dread skitters down my spine as I watch my wife walk towards her car, her vibrant blue coat a happy splash of colour against the drab grey of concrete. Suddenly, three figures emerge from behind a pillar. My heart freaking stops. They’re all dressed in black, their faces covered in black ski masks. Two of them are shaped like tanks while the third figure is smaller, obviously a woman.