Inside the mansion, the walls were pure white. Some of the walls were lime green with white lining, and some were safari green with thick brown lining. The floor was made of generic wood planks. It was actually quite nice inside for a place as old as it seemed to be. Directly in front of them are a staircase, three diverging hallways, and the front door behind them that lead outside, of course.
As the four walked in, they all took in their surroundings. Germany's whole body started to tremble. "It's cleaner than I thought." Italy stated. He was paying attention to detail for once. It was still sandy and dirty though. "H-hey, can we go now?" Germany squeaked out, voice wavering. He didn't like it here. The air felt odd and heavy, as if invisible, yet thick dusty powder had infested the whole house. It was almost hard to breathe. It was almost like he was freaking out just because he thought it was dirty. If only he had brought Kleenex… or maybe something else. "What's the matter, West? You scared?" His older brother cooed, teasing the younger on his obvious distress.
Suddenly, they heard a sound. It was the unmistakable crashing noise of glass hitting a hard wood floor, shattering into many fragmented pieces.
Germany stiffened, unprepared for the sudden noise. What could've caused it? Could it have been a rat? A filthy, plague-ridden rat? "L-look," He stammered. "We should really go now." He said, clearly wanting to escape the peculiar palace. "Oh, don't be silly. It's not like there are any ghosts or anything. Where is your common sense?" Japan started after not speaking for a while, reassuring. He started to walk down the hall where the shattering glass noise came from. Being a non-believer in ghosts and other imaginary creatures, he strode undaunted. "Be careful, Japan!" Prussia spoke up as Japan stepped into the long hall. "I know." He brushed the warning off. "I'll just go see what happened. I'll be right back." Japan said, turning his head to make eye contact with the micro-nation, who gave him a slightly unsure look.
Along the hall, there is one door. Japan tried it, but it was locked. The hall thinned near the end, leading to a room with a large dinner table. Looking to the right, there is three white sofas placed in front of a strangely decent TV set. He walked past the dinner table to find a broken white ceramic plate that had seemed to have fallen off the kitchen counter that was there. Japan assumed that a small animal had made its way onto the table and accidentally pushed it off while trying to find food. "The plate is… broken. I have to be careful not to hurt myself." He said to himself.
Upon further inspection, the plate must've been very detailed around the edges. There were many wavy patterns that were drawn on with metallic gold paint that were visible in the pieces.
Suspicions confirmed, Japan walked back to the front door. As he neared the end of the hall, he stopped, surprised. The others had left him for some reason. "Did they leave, after all?" He speculated out loud, wondering were they have gone. There was a long pause in his voice. "…How regrettable." He says, making the rest of his decision in his head. Japan was disappointed in his friends for leaving him. He went for the front door. He expected that they would have left the place all together… and as a whole group. He gripped the handle and pulled and pushed, but to his alarm, it wouldn't open. If this is one of Prussia's pranks, this is a really bad time.
He sighed, and walked into the middle hall, directly next to the staircase. Down the hall there is a turn to the left and a sliding door that leads to a Japanese-style room with green tatami mats. To the right, there is a locked door. So expected of him it was almost comical, Japan chose to check the Japanese style room, which sadly had nothing interesting in it. Just closets, cupboards, and an empty scroll. With nothing else to see in that hall, Japan walked back.
Many vacant thoughts filled his head. There doesn't seem to be anything haunted about this mansion. Japan wondered why Germany was so anxious and jumpy. Could he have seen cobwebs in the corners or something? He was even scared by the small sound emitted from a plate that was breaking. Perhaps Germany did believe in ghosts…? He tried the hall to the left of the front door. On the side of this hall was yet another locked door. At the end of the hall was a turn to the right. He walked onto the turn and saw a flash of a huge, long necked gray alien like creature going into the door at the end of the hall.
The creature was completely, head-to-toe butt naked.
It didn't see him, by the looks of it. "Wh-what was that just now—" He sputtered. Many concerns now swam through his head like buzzing bees, chasing out the other thoughts immediately. What was that thing? Where did it come from? How did it get here? Why does that thing even exist? Japan stopped the steady flow of questions by taking a deep breath. "I— Maybe I'm getting tired…?" He said, more quietly than before. He kept going, into the small room next to the hall that appeared to be a sort of restroom. There was a toilet, a cupboard full of toilet paper, and a sink. Nothing out of the ordinary here, it was simply a plain old bathroom, nothing special about it. He walked out of the run of the mill bathroom and stopped at the door the thing went into. "Don't be silly," he thought. "There's nothing in there. It was only my imagination." He laid his hand on the door knob, and turned. There was a sudden stop, indicating it was locked. Japan felt a sense of relief wash over him. He knew that he didn't have to go into the room where the thing that he saw was supposedly inside. He also felt a strange pang of guilt that he would give in to unorthodox fears so easily.
He walked to the front door again. The only path left to take now was the staircase. Japan carefully prodded each step before taking it, knowing there might be a weak board that might collapse if too much weight was put on it. When he finally reached the top, there were three halls. One to the left, one to the right, and one was leading behind him. He randomly chose the hall leading to the right. That hall was quite short, and only had one door on the side. He tried it, and it opened. Japan was not expecting this, and stumbled into the doorframe, almost falling. He needed to be more careful. Inside was yet another ordinary room. There is a white carpet in the middle of the room and a bed in the lower right corner. There are a couple of bookcases, and some cupboards. There was also a curtain covering what seems to be a closet. Japan moved on to the left hall when he got out of the room. In the left hall, there are two doors, one to his right and one to his left. The one on his left wouldn't open, but the right one did. This room was rather large, but there wasn't much furniture in it. Only the same carpets, sofas, TVs, bookcases, cupboards, and a bed. However, Japan saw something eye catching resting on top of the bed. He went closer to investigate. On the bed, there was a long brown leather rope, coiled up into a rather tight spiral.
"This is… Germany's whip? What is it doing in a place like this?" He said in a low voice. He thought he'd pick it up, so if he ran into Germany somehow, he could give it back to him. Japan saw nothing else worth exploring, so he left the room and went to the back hall. Again, as if a trend was setting, there were two more halls. He chose to look into the left hall this time; just to discover the only door there was locked. He then went to the hall to his right. There were two additional doors. The door to his left was locked and the door to his right was not. Within the room were exactly six bookcases. There was also a bed at the lower right corner, as if beds had a tendency to be in lower right corners. There were also three cupboards and two closets. In the lower left was a white carpet and sofa sitting in front of a coffee table and another TV. He left the room empty handed.
He was about to leave into the staircase, but he realized he might've saw something move in the curtain of the first room he went into. He went there to inspect the curtain. After a while, he saw something move again. Slowly, he reached his arm out to open the curtain. Inside was a figure. The figure walked out, revealing it was Germany, shaking like a leaf in the wind. Japan was shocked. He took a step back, and watched Germany stagger towards him. "G-Germany!" Japan called his name. He collapsed to his knees, without even saying a word.