On July 9th, Alfred died of diabetes. The three friends Ludwig, Feliciano, and Kiku went to see his grave. Once they got to the grave Ludwig found dog tracks and grinned as he planned something scary in his mind. Soon it was late and they all sat down to a rest. Ludwig went to telling a true horror story to scare the shit out of Feliciano and IFeliciano, was not to fond of this plan.
"Ok, so there was a farmer who saw this black blind dog and it always was down at the beach… then one day when he went to see the dog it had red eyes. The second time he saw the dog, he was sitting at the beach again. The third time the farmer saw it…It barked then the house crumbled and killed the farmer and dragged him to hell…"
"That was quite story, bravo Ludwig", Kiku bowed his head as he spoke.
"That was-a scary! Let's go before it comes to get us! Ludwig let's go!" said Feliciano as he jumped up, flailing his arms. The other two nodded in agreement then they all went back to the Jeep.
Not far from the cemetery they hit something. Feliciano screamed "It's the hound!" He started to cry and out of fear and pissed him self.
Ludwig looked at him though the rear view mirror "Why the hell did you piss my seats you asshole?" yelled he angrily as he groaned and got out to see what they hit.
After he got out the Jeep the lights went out. Kiku spotted a cloaked shadow then he hid under the dash board after they realized it was the hound. While Feliciano cried louder and pissed him self...again. Germany quickly jumped in and floored it and Kiku just stayed in his hiding place.
At the top of the hill the Jeep went dead and they started to roll back. Ludwig slammed on the break multiple times but it was useless. Near the end of the mountain they hit something again. This time Kiku, being his bad ass self, got out and tried to confront the beast. Ludwig hid where Kiku was hiding before, under the dash board. Outside they heard Kiku scream like a bitch as he was being dragged down to hell. After it was all gone Ludwig got a blanket that was not wet. Feliciano was asleep, more likely passed out from fear.
In the morning they were woken by Arthur in an officer suit. After Arthur gathered up the stories, they were put to rest as he took both men down to the police station. "Can I have-a some-a new clothes? And some-a nice pasta?", asked Feliciano, happy as if nothing ever happend. "We'll see" said Roderich who was sitting at the desk, in between Gilbert and Elizabeta who seemed to be arguing over a paper. All the two beaten up men could think was 'It was done'. Ludwig was taken for questioning. After England came back, Feliciano was torn limb from limb. Then after they all looked out the window they found the… HELL HOUND! When the dog barked all the window shattered and the building fell from it's foundation and they all died and were dragged to hell… The End~