This world meeting had been called to talk about Arthur. He had been acting particularly strange the past week. He showed up to meetings with sunken eyes, as if he hadn't slept in years and wore a small eerie smile on his tired face. He gave off an unapproachable aura. As if merely talking to him would get someone killed. One morning he didn't show up and the next, Gilbert went missing. Ludwig was frantic. He was sure that something had happened to Gilbert. Ludwig began space out trying to think of somewhere Gilbert might have gone. Suddenly it clicked in him. Arthur. He needed to speak with Arthur. He bolted up from his seat, and sprinted out of the meeting room to England's hotel room nearby. Curious to see what was going on at such a stressful time, Feliciano and Kiku followed suit. They quickly caught up with German man as he stood in front of Arthur's door. Ludwig knocked carefully on the door. No response. He knocked louder. A quiet sinister whisper came from behind the door, "What?" Ludwig ignored all manners and opened the door. The door slowly creaked open.