Nightmare
Feliciano ran through the dark corridors of the hall. His breath coming is pants as he felt his lungs burn with exhaustion. He felt his legs starting to give in as well, but he kept running for fear of what was chasing him. It seemed no matter how fast or how long he ran, the same sound could be heard right behind him. A scratching noise, as if a pipe were being dragged slowly across the walls. The light steps of boots on the wet ground. The slow quiet breathing like a large predator stalking a small animal. And that frightening sound... that low rough laughter...
" Kol...Kol...Kol...Kol..." The laughter always seemed to be coming from right behind him. It was a horrible sound that drove itself into his eardrums and rang consistently. It was slowly driving Italy insane, he wasn't sure which way to turn anymore, left or right, and he could hear the sound... getting closer. He made a turn to the left and came to a door. He wasn't sure what to do but he went inside anyway just to get away.
The room was dark, barely lit with a small candle lamp on the side of the wall. He saw a box, a closet, and a large bed. He thought of where to hide, if there really was a place to hide. He decided on the box before he heard the footsteps come towards the door. He panicked and dove under the bed curling up and holding his breath, as if, if he could hold it long enough, the person chasing him would hear nothing and leave. He saw under the door the shadow of feet. He covered his mouth and stared till his vision started to give out and he closed his eyes. He listened his heart pounding in his ears, careful to count the steps as they grew fainter. They sounded almost gone, when he let out a small sigh.
He quickly shut his mouth again as the steps stopped and made a squeaking sound to turn around. His eyes widened as he held in a small scream as the door burst open. The door was then closed slowly as the intruder walked in. Italy heard a click and concluded that the door was now locked. He felt his body shake with fear, he watched the boots with wide eyes as they circled around the bed. They stopped at the box and Italy watched as the box was smashed to pieces with one swing. He bit his tongue to keep from screaming. He heard a disappointed sigh as the boots moved to the other side of the bed to the closet. Again the door was slammed wide open and the pipe dropped to the ground in disappointment.
" Feliciano ….. we should stop playing this game now Da ~?" Ivan's voice rang inside the empty room. He chuckled and sat on the bed. " Feliciano, there is only one hiding place left Da? So why not make it easier for yourself... and come out now... ?" Again silence, this frustrated Ivan. He knew where Feliciano was. He did not want to really hurt Italy, but if he was going to pretend that he was not there when he was, then Ivan would have to teach him not to lie.
Feliciano was frozen with fear, he could not speak or move and inch. He saw a hand reach down for him and he scooted away only to be grabbed by the leg on the other side and pulled out. He screamed and he was dragged across the floor then thrown onto the bed. He looked up at Ivan eyes wide and body shaking in terror. He was tall, the long scarf he wore trailed down to his knees just like his large coat. His hair looked a bright yellow, and his eyes were a striking purple color. His skin was pale, white like the snow and his eyes, were just as cold. He grinned menacingly down at the Italian twirling the pipe in his hand.
" We stop playing this game now Da~?" Ivan leaned down pinning Feliciano with one large gloved hand. Feliciano's heart beat fast, almost as if it were going to jump right out of his chest. He stared up into those cold purple eyes words and screams stuck in his throat. He saw Ivan raise his pipe grinning maliciously.
" You will... become one with Russia.. Da?" Without waiting for a response the pipe was swung down. All Feliciano could hear was the sound of his own ear piercing screams mixed with that psychotic laughter as the pain went from his head and spread throughout his whole body. His vision blurred to black as the pain began to numb his mind.