Henrik woke up in a room dimly lit by a red light that hung overhead. There was blood on the walls and floor. He sat up slowly, trying to ignore the pounding headache he had. Normally he would have blamed Mathias, thinking that he had spiked his drink or coaxed him into drinking with him, but when he looked around at the unfamiliar surroundings, he decided that Mathias wouldn't do this. He wasn't smart enough.

Henrik sighed and looked around some more, looking for a door or another way out. Instead of a door he saw a figure lying in the corner. When he looked closer he saw that it was Lovino. Lovino's breathing appeared shallow and pained, which led him to believe that something was going on.

He didn't say anything when Lovino slowly sat up, cursing under his breath. When Lovino finally looked around the room he was slightly surprised to see Henrik sitting across the room, looking at him with no emotion.

"What the hell are you doing here? Where are we?" he asked, practically yelling.

"I don't know, idiot. I just woke up." Henrik replied calmly, getting up to look around once more, hoping to find a door.

"Well go find out where we are then!" Lovino commanded.

"Nei." the Norwegian replied simply, trying to force open a rusted steel door.

After half a minute of pushing and pulling on the door, Henrik got it open, making a loud thud that resounded through the halls outside of the door. He sighed when a sharp piece of steel cut open his hand and let dark red blood flow out.

He looked out into the hallway that was lit with dim flickering lights that hardly provided any light. Henrik ignored it and started walking down the hallway. Lovino soon looked out after Henrik had started walking down the hall. Though he wanted to stay in the room where there was light, he didn't want to be alone in this mysterious place. He ran down the hall, trying to catch up to Henrik, who had almost turned the corner.

Before he could catch up a dark figure that resembled a woman in a bloody, torn up dress passed in front of him, going into an open room. Lovino's first reaction was to scream, which made Henrik turn around and look at Lovino, glaring at him slightly.

"Shut up." Henrik said with an annoyed tone.

"But there was a lady and she was a ghost! I fucking saw it!" Lovino argued, running straight past the room the woman had gone into.

"Fine, where is she then?" Henrik asked, walking towards the general area Lovino had been when he screamed.

"That room! But she's a ghost!" Lovino said panickedly

Henrik just sighed, deciding not to continue their conversation. He stepped into the room that Lovino pointed out silently and looked around. There were bloody surgical knives on a counter. A hospital bed was in the center of the room, it's sheets bloody and torn up.

He was about to leave the room when a young woman in a bloody torn up dress appeared in front of him. There was a large insicion in her stomach and it appeared as if she were still bleeding, though she was deathly pale. She stepped forward, grabbing a surgical knife off the table and holding it up threateningly. Henrik took a step back, not sure how to fight off something that was seemingly a ghost. He slammed the door shut and turned around, sighing.

"Let's get away from here." he suggested.

Note: Okay, so for the people who don't know names

Henrik - Norway

Mathias - Denmark

Lovino - Romano

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