author's notes:
-This isn't my first time of writing any kind of story but the first time that I actually publish it. So I hope it is alright.
-English is not my first language so if you find any mistakes you can tell it so I can fix them.
-Other characters will be featured later, it's just the beginning of the story. As the story progresses more will be included.
- his chapter is an introduction: to the story it will get better
-For now:
The order of characters that appear in the story
Netherlands - Abel
England- Arthur
Finland- Tino
Sealand- Peter
Sweden- Berwald
Switzerland- Bash
Liechtenstein- Elise
France- Francis
Denmark-Mathais
Austria- Roderreich
Luxembourg- Eliot
Germany- Ludwig
More Will be added as the story progresses.
-I'll try to at least update it every two weeks untill it's done. If there is demand for it.
-This isn't for the faint hearted, (lots of mentions of blood and gruesome scenes.)
-If you come across a word that isn't English the translation is all the way down.
-I'll happily take suggestions. you can set as review or sent a private message to me.
Anyway hope you'll like and enjoy it
No one saw it coming, as the connection with North and South America was lost. All the air planes went missing that were high up in the sky, their signals disappaered off the radar. Asia, Africa and Oceania was disconnected from the rest an half an hour later. The only place that was still left unharmed was Europe. But it came clear what was happening, strange horrifying objects flew over the Mediterranean sea and before Spain and Italy could warn the rest their connection was lost with the rest. Within an hour, half of Europe's people were gone a half day later only 20% was left. Which dropped even further as earthquakes and floods began to happen it was lowered to only 10%.
Netherlands was at his sister's house on the moment that it happened. It happened so fast, he vaguely remembered the ceiling falling down and hearing screams outside. A high pitched tone was the last thing he heard, before he woke up under the table. Dust laying around him. "What on earth has happend? Emma where are you?" He pushed a big wall back that had fallen over the table, it collapsed falling on the chair where he was on the moment it happened. He remembered nothing off it, he had lost his consciousness when something hit his head. He was breathing hard, as he set himself on his behind and shoving himself slowly back when he felt something dripping down. It was blood. He slowly looked up to see a gruesome torn in half human with it's, the limbs laying in the corners off the room. The intestines hanging across the walls, it made him almost puck, it wasn't his sister he could see it. Something was horribly wrong. But where was his sister? He saw her nowhere. He remembered that she had gone to the kitchen before he went unconscious. He slowly stood up not trusting it. Since Emma's maid was the torn up lady. He slowly walked over to the kitchen she had went to and softly opened the door, it was just the same as the room where he was, every piece of the ceiling laying on the ground, blood streamed his way.
No, no, no, no... He wanted to ran inside but a scratch against the floor made him hesitate. Only his sister wasn't standing there but a tall lanky figure, with big claws connected to big hands connected to muscler long arms and teeth dripping with blood. He couldn't stop looking he was stiffened with fear. It held someone in his claws, it's liveless body dripping of blood. His eyes widdened as he saw Bella's headband and her ring on her finger he had given her for her brithday.
The creatures head went to her side and bit it of, her intestines and other organs fall out. He couldn't hold tears back as he saw how the creature was feeding on her. Her soft hand no longer grabbing his cheeks and her arms going around his neck as they hugged. The blood dripped out of her as the creature took another bite making her lower end fall off. His eyes began to shiver he couldn't move he just couldn't look away. He would never see and hear her smile again, no longer would she be there around him brighting his days, no longer would she try to get him of smoking, no longer those happy moments.
The sky got dark above him as black ashes began to fall down, he heard the creature breath hard. He stiffened when the creature turned his head around looking at him with it's white eyes. Dropping what was left off Bella's body and slowly turning towards him.
He slowly pushed himself back grabbed the photo off his siblings that had fallen down and did it in his pocket. He turned himself around and he didn't know how fast he had to run, running through the living room and climbing over the fallen ceiling, thumbling but running further, he heard the door crack before it was thrown against the wall.
The claws scratching the floor as the creature ran over the bricks. He threw the front door close behind him, tears streamed down his cheeks as he ran further. The only way out was the woods where he hoped he to lose the creature. Fear filled him, his sister was dead, he didn't know if his brother was still alive this huge horrifying creature behind him that would surely kill him like Emma. He heard the creatures claws against the pavement getting closer to him fast. His last chance would be jumping down in the bushes. His arms went infront of his face tears flying through the sky before he jumped in the unkown branches ripping pieces if clotches off, the creatures claw just missing him and failing to grab him.
Leaving a huge wound on his back as the claw went in his skin from the top off his right shoulder to his left hip. He fell hard and rolled a couple metres further, before he fell in a deep narrow ravine. Blood started to coil up in his clothes, as his arms going infront off him. He grabbed the photo and looked at it before he hugged it close to him. His beloved sister dead, his brother unkown. He heard the creature crawling down through the bushes and heard it scream before he looked up seeing the creature luring down looking straight in his eyes, it began to try reaching him. His claws just not touching him. He knew he was going to die right there and hugged the photo tighter against him, as the creature began to dig at the opening off the ravine. Some off it's saliva together with dirt fallening on him, it left burn marks on his hands, the saliva was red, red off blood. He began to shiver as he pushed himself further in ravine away from the creature that just followed him turning his head to the side and his big white eye at him and blinked at him one time the claws again reaching out, but this time he was protected by rocks the were by the opening, not making it anymore less horrifying. As he heard the creature breath hard and more saliva falling down. It was onto him it had to have him. Just like his sister. The arm suddenly left the ravine as he heard the creature walk around him a few times trying to get to him in other ways.
But suddenly the arm stopped grabbing towards him. It's head went again above him, it screamed right at him before he slowly heard it leave. Climbing up the hillside as some branches fell down. In his head he was puzzling the look off the creature by eachother, long black claws and a long thin purple tongue, long arms and legs, it was heavily packed with muscles. The feet where almost the same as the hand but the claws were shorter. A long slender face, with broad jaws with long syringe like teeth. And a small white spot on it's forehead. He was shock, his breathing not slowing down. He lifted the picture a bit up as he finally began to sob out loud. The tears leaving him, his beloved sister taken by this creature. He had to find his brother he just had to. "I promise that I'm going to find him, all is it the last thing I do, I don't want to loose him too." It as like he was talking to her. He putted the picture in his pocket, a sudden sharp pain was felt in his calf. He saw the blood streaming in his jeans, out off instinct he grabbed his beloved scarf and tore it in two, binding his calf hoping it would stop the bleeding. It made him cry a bit harder his sister had made it just for him. He didn't get up, he didn't know for how long he stayed there but it was long. How had he survived this, it was just dumb luck that he had fallen down this ravine. But staying down here wasn't the way to survive this. He suddenly stopped crying and his face went emotionless, he was going to survive this for them, for his sister, all is it the last thing he does and crying wouldn't make him survive. He tried to stand on his legs and fell almost down again. But he wasn't going to give up, for her to have her life further in him. He felt the warmth on his back, but he ignored it. He would have take care off that later, first get out off this ravine to go back to the village and find any sort of gun or something he could use as defence.
Through gritted teeth he grabbed a tree root and lifted himself up. His other hand grabbed towards the edge searching for something to hold onto. His hand found another tree root sticking out above the ground. He grabbed it with all his power and lifted himself out off the ravine. he layed on his stomach looking around to see if it was still here. Traces of how the creature had gotten up the hill made him swallow hard. One off the claws was stuck in the ground, half way up the hill. He was covered in dirt, his breath still hadn't gone down, just like his fear. He had to get away here and warn the others. He got onto his feet and slowly walked to the hill biting through the been in his right leg. a sinister feeling was inside him as he climbed up the hill. The large claw was sticking in the middle of the path up. His left hand pulled it out off the soil, it was atleast something to defend himself with.
It was far to quiet to Abel's likings as he got back onto the road, cars laid on their sides the glass spread across the road like the scratches the creature had left behind. He was on his watch looking around for ever so slight movements as he began to slowly walk with his stiffened leg. The first car got his attention he walked towards it and started looting it from the most essential stuff. A blanket a raincoat and a lighter the rest was unimportant. A branch snapped as the creature, came around the corner. It was the same creature that wanted to kill him and it was walking in his direction and not noticing him.
He went under the car as fast as possible, trying to keep himself as quiet as possible but his breath got fast. The creatures claws scratched against the concrete. It got closer and he could hear it sniff the air, his claws going, over the car before it walked further out off the town. He looked in the direction where the creature went but it was gone it had disapeared into thin air. He slowly crawled away from under the car. He had no time to waste. He had to get out of here. Straight away he went into a survival shop that was beside the road and grabbed the biggest possible backpack, a survival backpack were he did the blanket raincoat and lighter in fast. Sevaral things caught his eyes as he wanted to leave, night goggles, normal goggles, a water filter, a Swiss army knive and a mouth mask. He quickly did it in his back pack and did the mask and goggles on, not wanting to breath any of this unknown stuff in or get it in his eyes, you never knew how careful you could be. The door cracked when he went out off the shop, there surely would be some people in grocery store trying to get food to survive.
He walked towards the store, hoping that he wasn't the only one that had survived this, but deep down he had the fear he was. Abel heard the glass of cars crack under his feet, as he walked further. There were blood splashes on cars, walls and streets. Some cars burning down leaving thick black clouds rising up in the sky. He thought he finally had found a living being only the see half off it's body hanging out off a car, he swallowed hard as he past by not giving it any second look, as flashes of his sister being eaten got back.
Abel's heart rate quickend, there was a pool of blood streaming under the door that was from the grocery store. He prepared himself for the worst: the creature waiting on him. The doors opened as he set a step forward, where he was frozen in time, dead bodies laying across the floor. It was full of blood, the creature knew people straight away would go here and had waited on them before he killed them all. He was even more in shock when he saw half off a body the rest was roughly bitten off. The smell off fresh blood made him almost puke, he pulled the rest off his scarf over his mouth and stepped over the bodies, by every turn he was greeted by more off them. He went straight away to the canned goods those would last the longest. He did his bag off his back and began to stuff it with food, canned beans, corn, red kale, baby carrots and peas, he filled a third with it. He knew food was going to be rare.
The next thing he did was going to the aisle where all the sodas stood. Hoping he would find some water bottles. To his horror, he dead human laid there and more then a half off all the bottles were broken, the fluid was still streaming down onto the floor. He pushed the broken bottles aside and grabbed the last 2L water bottles, 5 of them. He saw some protein bars across the section, he did a five boxes in his backpack and grabbed a few candybars packages. That was high off calories and compact, it may not be the healthiest but it would give him a big amount of energy.
His heart sunk when he saw Belgian waffles laying there. His hand shaked as he reached out for them, he pulled his hand back and stared at them for a while. Before he grabbed a few, as a memory of his sister. Was there anything else that would be rare later, he then remembered dried fruits. It was compact and full of the vitamins that he had to have, grabbing a few off those too. Now it was time to get the hell out off here, he didn't have a safe feeling in him, that creature could return soon and this time it wouldn't spare him.
Running out off the shop and again going to a car and grabbing a first aid box. His urge to get out off here got bigger and bigger. But he would need more than just the giant claw to protect him. He than knew again that there was an armybase close. He would go there grab some guns and get out off this town. To get there he would need a transportation device, a car would be to loud and walking would be far to slow, he wouldn't be able to out run that creature. A bike shop popped up and he quickly grabbed a mountainbike out off it and drove to the army base. The further he got through the town more he realised how much luck he had, the whole town had been murdered by that creature. he was the only one lucky enough to survive it. He threw the bike against the fence, climbed over the fence off the army base. It was just as silent as the town, only no blood was here. He quickly went to the storage room and grabbed the best guns he could find a small and a bigger one. The small one for when it was out off the sudden and the bigger one for when he was going somewhere unknown to protect himself. He grabbed as much ammunition as he could. He hesitated but also grabbed a few hand grenates. You never know if they would come to use. Now he felt lucky that Denmark had slurred him to Finland once, who had learned him how to use and reload guns properly. He hoped they where alright or atleast better off as him.
He didn't have much hope to go to his country, as he felt the water rise in the coastal area fast. His dikes wouldn't hold it much longer as a few days before he whole country would be flooded. It fell hard on him but crying wouldn't help the situation. Only handling with a controlled mind would. Before he left the building he searched for a cell phone, he had to inform the others off this creature. First England, he didn't pick up, France no answer, Luxembourg only beeps, Germany no response. He did the phone back, he would have the spread it through people he would come across, hoping it would reach them if they were still alive. He left the abandoned building and slowly climbed over the fence as he felt his leg hurt. But that would have to wait, as he stepped towards his bike and followed the way towards Luxembourg. He had to search for his brother.
He hoped he would still be on time, he didn't want to loose him too like his sister. It would be a long way before he would arrive in Luxembourg.
He didn't let his guard down, as he came in another town, which was just as silent as where he had come from. Blood covered the road, the creature had already been here, as he saw the blood splashes on the walls and saw scratches on the cars. There was a low chance that anyone had survived this. He set his bike against a wall as it began to darken, he had to find a hiding spot, he took the big gun out first before he went inside one off the houses, kicking the door open. No one was here, there was no blood smell and no bodies. It had been empty, all for a long time as there was a thick layer off dust on the furniture.
It didn't make him feel any more safe though. The creature could still be here, walking around in the streets, looking for any humans that had survived his first round through the town. He took the night goggles out and did them on quickly. He grabbed a glass jar and opened It, lowered his mask as he ate half out off it. Before he did the lit on again and in his back pack. He tried to sleep that night, but he just couldn't, he had seen the creature and knew how fast it was, felt how sharp it's claws were. How he killed the humans and ate them. He had his gun close to him and his eyes flashing around the room if he heard something crack.
He sat up and saw a cat. That some how had survived this, it crawled close against him. He didn't want any kind off affection, not when that creature could still be luring around. His back was hurting like hell, he would have to take care off his back tomorrow. Finally his eyes began to feel heavy and he fell asleep although not for long. The sight off his sister being eaten, made him sit straight up, it was already light and looked towards his watch 8 a.m. The cat was gone and longer curled up against him.
He grabbed his gun before he slowly walked up the stairs. Opening every room but finding no one. So he went into bathroom and slid his back pack off, his jacket and shirt off. It was a gaping wound, but lucky it was only a crust off dried up blood. He needed new clothing, his own was ripped apart. He left the bathroom with he backpack and went inside the bedrooms and grabbing a clean shirt and did it on. The stairs cracked as he walked down stairs, a camouflage jacket in the hallway got his attention. He hesitated before he grabbed it of the coat rack and did it on.
Abel quickly ate another part off the already opened jar before he left he building. His bike was still there, but something was off, there was blood on the wall above it, the creature was close and knew he was here. He could see that the blood was not old as it was still streaming down a bit. It had been here as he had been asleep in one off the houses. He had to leave now... right away, no time to search through the town for usual stuff.
He grabbed the stir and went on his bike. Lucky him had actually picked a silent bike, it didn't make a sound as he began to ride further, slowly he went faster. As he saw the behind off the creature by a crossing point as it went in a small street. He kept his breath as he fastened his pace, before he breathed out again. It was searching him, knowing that he had survived him. Netherlands had to go to a safe place quick before it would be too late. He didn't know how long it would take the creature to search that whole town and move further following him.
The exit towards the highway was getting clear, it made him sigh out of relieve. Abel cycled in between the cars that spooky stood still on the road. Abel didn't know how, but he felt more unsafe here than in the village with that creature. But willpower to get to his brother was pushing him further through it all, otherwise he would just had died already there or had lost his mind. His feeling was right, out of no where the ground began to shiver as cracks began to form in the road as a gaint hole began to form, out off his instinct he rushed further as quick as possible. A big shiver hit the ground as the gaping hole was expanding just behind him, pieces underneath his behind wheel off his bike cracking up. The cars falling in the growing hole that was kilometres deep. Just when he thought he would be swallowed by the hole, the shaking stopped and the hole didn't expand any further. He swallowed hard as he went on.
He soon found out his lands with his sister's has been lost. Almost everyone had died and the persons the had survived the first round died with the unexpected flooding or wouldn't survive the creatures. There sure would be more off those creatures walking around, that creature wouldn't come alone, Netherlands was sure off it. Yet some off his people had survived it, probably the ones in the higher areas or the ones on vacation or the ones in Germany.
Otherwise he would be in a far worse state or had died already. No people, no land meant no thing to present so that meant dead. He avoided big cities, those creatures were lured to places where there were much people. As he wanted to survive he had to stay unnoticed of those creatures.
As he wouldn't find his brother, he would straight away head towards Switzerland, the country that actually was the closest to him. The last things he knew off the rest is that they were further gone. Germany had went to East Germany close to the Polish border, before the contact was lost. Denmark was high up in Norway and France had gone to Spain to get some comfort. He had no idea if they had survived, but counted on the worst. He hoped Switzerland was spared due to his ever lasting neutrality. Like with those white creatures with no face, but he expected the worst off it. If he wasn't spared he was sure Switzerland knew how to Survive. He knew Switzerland, Basch didn't like moving out off his house even if the world would fall apart. With his guns and everlasting chocolate and cheese provision, he would atleast camp there for several months before they went out off provision. He would protect his house at all cost.
The further down he went from his place the worse the damage to the houses, shops got, the dead trees and the thicking off ash. He was glad he had found this mask. He got less hope that the southern nations had survived. Before he would go over the border to Luxembourg he got off his bike and walked towards the side of the road grabbed an empty can out off his backpack and did some dirt in it, this way he would carry a piece of Belguim with him, it made a tear fall down in the can. "I'll never forget you, zus." This was the last time he would be in Belguim, there was no hope to survive here. Here would end his mourning over her, to leave it all behind with the country that had fallen under the apocalypse. He had to have find his little brother, for her all was it the last thing he would do.
His rations had shrunken down, only few cans off food that would leave him good for only a few days, he still had the candy bars with him for emergency cases and the waffles he wasn't going to touch any time soon. Abel hadn't gone in a town for a while now and only stopping to eat, drink or sleep. It was because he had the feeling that the creature that had killed his sister and almost him was following him and playing a game with him. He called the creature 'the witte dood', since it's eyes were the last thing you would see before you knew it wanted to kill you. It still wouldn't leave him as he would lay down to sleep, if he could sleep most time he laid with his eyes wide open. Surviving for them was his purpose, to find his brother and tell him and hold him.
He grabbed his bike again and went on and climbed further over the hill and went down the hill in Eliot's land, which is small, he could look through it in a few weeks as he was going to search for him. His first town, no luck the creature had been here, the blood across the place was a big indicator, yet he had to camp here as the night began to darken and in the dark he would be completely defenceless against that creature. He slowly cycled through the village, the small gun with a gunsilencer hanging from his side. It again was silent, no sound, no trace of a living being being here.
Suddenly he was hit and flew against a wall that was already full of blood. He fell down and groaned as he grabbed his right arm. There was a deep cut straight across his bicep. Blood began to stream out off it, in heavy amounts. It's claw had went through an artery. If he wouldn't treat it fast he would bleed out. The creature shoved the bike across the street against a dead tree, the wood making a cracking sound. It had been here the whole time, just to wait him up to kill him. He had no where to run, he was closed in. A male's body lay beside him, it was fresh as he saw the colour still on it's face, a photo in his hands of what he assumed to be family. It had been a surviver, that hadn't arrived much earlier as him. This creature clearly just killed for fun. He felt something wet and warm stream down the side off his face, it was blood out of his scar that had reopened due to the hard hit against the wall.
The creature set himself on his four paws and looked deeply at him, it's tongue darting out. The claws scraping against the bricks as it slowly got closer and growled towards him, his claws dragging over the road leaving a trail of blood behind. He knew this was his end this creature would kill him, he already closed his eyes, as his breath fastened. He heard the creature slowly getting closer. "Don't give up brother, your gonna make it" he opened his eyes fast, his willpower had come back and his face became the expression hatred it self. His left arm grabbing the smaller gun fast, pointed it towards it's head and shot. The bullet went straight through it's head between his big white eyes. The creature showed no sign off pain and continued walking further.
Guns didn't work on them. With a shaking arm he dropped the gun on the pavement. He was actually going to die, he had nothing else on him to defend himself. The creature stood up on his behind legs and lured over him the saliva falling down on his clothes. he remembered the claw he had taken with him now. The creatures face came closer to him, "This is for my sister!" He impaled the creatures eye with the claw he had with him. It began to scream out off pure agony, he pushed it further as black fluid began to squirt out off it's eye and stream down the claw covering his hands with it. It went straight through its skull, he pulled it out and impaled the other one too. The creature stepped back, but Abel wasn't done with this creature. He stood up up and pulled the claw with him. The creature had become blind, as he looked straight at him but didn't reach out for him. The black fluid began to form a pool under the creature. Abel lifted the claw above his head and used all his force as he pressed the claw through the animals chest. The animal began to scream, as he slowly pushed the claw down splitting the creatures body in two. It stumbled back before it fell down. Abel kept watching the creature for another full minute, as his breath slowed down. He couldn't believe it, he had killed the creature. Splashes off blood of the creature were on his face and clothes.
He slowly backed away grabbing his gun of the ground and ran towards his bike, jumped on and drove away as fast as possible panic was in his head, 'what if others off them had heard it's screams, he would be a dead man standing.' He drove as fast as he could, leaving that stupid town behind him. Even when the sun slowly went down, he didn't see it. The dark ashes making it impossible to tell how late it was. His arm was aching and burning, but he kept going. In the end stopping by a old left water mile that hadn't been in use for a long time. No traces of a living being that had been here. This time he took the bike inside before he closed the door. It was almost completely dark. He threw the bike against the wall before he fell back, his whole body aching of the hit against the wall.
Abel slit his backpack of his back and began to search through it, he grabbed the first aid box, did his jacket off and laying it in his lap, seeing that the wound was bigger as expected, the whole jacket sleeve was full of his blood. He reached out to the box and opened it, he grabbed a bottle full of alcohol and did the cap off. He pressed a cotton ball against he opening and turned it fast up and down. The cotton ball filled it self with the alcohol, he turned the cap on it again before laying it back in the box. Another flow of blood came out off the wound. He rolled the other jacket sleeve in a ball and pushed it in his mouth. His arm shivered as he putted the cotton ball against the gaping wound. He wanted to scream, but only soft sounds left through the jacket sleeve in his mouth. Tears streamed down his face as he went further up the wound, biting down on the sleeve. A big breath left through his nose as he had cleaned the wound. But doing this wouldn't be enough the wound wouldn't heal by it self, it was to wide. His flesh had to get together again to make it form a crust. He grabbed bandages and pressed the wound shut before he began to wrap it tight around his upper arm, he wrapped the bandages few times around it before he tore it up and did some tape around it to keep it in place. He sighed as he threw the jacket off him. He would need to find a new one... again. The sound of water streaming by made him relax as the complete darkness got around him. He just ran out off water so he could use his water filter to fill his bottles with it and had enough for the week. He couldn't help but to fall asleep for the first time as the water sounds reassured him of home by the sore, that now was deep on the the ocean floor. Maybe tomorrow he would find his brother.
A crack was heard and he immediately was wide awake. It was outside off the mile, walking around it. He did his dirty jacket on and stood up slowly, did his backpack on and grabbed the claw and the bigger gun, just to be sure. He could always still shoot through their eyes and kill them with the claw. He had to find a sword or something like that, it would be much easier to to hold it or even use it. He pushed the door open, and stepped in the long grass. It rustled as he stepped through it. He could hear the sound getting closer but not seeing where it came from.
Another crack was heard making abel turn around pointing his gun at it and there stood the first living human he had seen after it happened. It was young adult, with brown hair and eyes, fair white skin and had an army jacket on. He lowered his gun as he saw the fear in the boys eyes. "D-did you kill that t-thing?" The guys clothing was ripped, he could see that the guy was on bare feet. He didn't trust it, it hasn't been light for long and for sure he had driven at least 8 kilometres before he had stopped. Going through forests in the dark was a dead road if your alone and didn't have anything on you.
Abel looked a bit better at the eyes and saw a white glaze in his eyes. He loaded his gun and pointed it at the guy and shot without feeling regret. The bullet going straight through his eye making it explode, before it left through the behind of its head. He saw him stumble before it fell back. Abel slowly got closer and poked it with the gun, no reaction. A pool of black fluid spread across the concrete.
His feeling was true, it was one of those creatures transformed into a human, probably the last one that was it's victim. He was right they were onto him. The only sounds around him were the wind blowing through the reed and the watermill cracking as it slowly turned. He had to get further. Others of them would be here soon. The river got his attention back, right he had to get fresh water. Abel looked around before he went down the bank off the small river and grabbed his empty bottles and the water filter. He did the water filter in front of the opening. The water slowly streamed in as the dirt particles stayed in the filter. As he was done with filling the water bottles he quickly finished an opened can and hid it in the mud. Before he went on his bike and began to cycle as hard as possible...
England: 201?-?-0? 8 pm
As soon as the first high tone had gone over his land making almost everyone disappear out of no where, Arthur had taken the job on him to make contact with the mainland of Europe, first trying to contact any army bases in the countries the closest to him on the mainland. First the Netherlands: no reaction, Belguim and Luxembourg: only crack and high pitched tones, France: a low frequency that was horrifying. He lost his hope that he could get contact with the mainland of Europe. His last hope was Germany, so he sent the same message to them as he had done to the others. There was a long silence before he heard his radio crack, "Germany to United kingdom of Great Britain and Nothern Ireland, don't come to zhe mainland I repeat don't come to the mainland!" He couldn't believe it, it was Ludwig, he was alright. "What's wrong Germany?" He could hear the panic and the others in his voice "There unknown gaint black creatures that kill humans, no one had survived a attack of them yet, they won't die if you shoot them!" He wanted to ask something more but he suddenly heard a window break through the radio. "Oh got Nein!" He could hear Ludwig leave the chair and began to run, he heard glass being broken under the heavy weight off something, heavy low breaths were heard through the radio, something sharp was being dragged against the wall "Bruder get out off here!" A high pitched scream was heard as bullets were fired. He could hear stuff falling on the ground and wood being smashed. "Run, run, run!" He heard a low growl before it went silent only a monotone voice saying "You lost connection with station: Dresden." He did his headphone off, laying them on his table. He was speechless he wasn't even there but he felt the shivers run down his back. He wasn't going to watch, how Europe would slowly be pulled to it's end, he was going to help them. He had to save them, he would go there with the first boat.
Witte Dood (Dutch)- White Dead
Zus (Dutch)- Sister
Oh got nein(German)- oh god no
Bruder(German)- Brother
Dresden is a City located in the east of Germany close to the border with the Czech Republic and Poland.
