Scotland finally found the room but stopped just before his hand grabbed the handle. He didn't know what to expect and all kinds of possible scenarios played out in his mind. He shook his head to clear it before it started to spin and quickly opened the door and went inside. His sudden entry startled a certain Frenchman "E-Ecosse! W-what? How? What are you doing here?" France asked shocked to Scotland so soon after their conversation.
"Ah was at his hoose when ye called" Scotland said eyes locked on England's unconscious form.
"Oh" France knew better than to ask why.
"Ye havnae dain anythin' tae heem hae ye?" Scotland asked giving France a suspicious look.
"What! How could you accuse moi of something so horribles? I didn't touch him!" France said posing dramatically.
"Hmph...how bad are his injuries?"
"Four broken ribs to more fractured,he had some internal bleeding but he got lucky it wasn't too severe and stopped on it's own, and he has some pretty bad cuts and bruises." France answered in a robotic voice.
"Ye caa 'at a wee accident!" Scotland shouted at France who just remained silent. Scotland took a breath to call himself down before saying anything else. "Hoo did thes happen" he asked after a minute.
"From what I saw he started to cross a street without paying attention. He...didn't see it until it vas...to late." France answered.
"There's somthin else isnae there?"
France gave a sigh before continuing in a low voice "I could be wrong but it seemed to me like he watched it come. He had time to move but he didn't. Presque commeil voulai't frapp`es" Scotland just nodded and France decided to give him some time alone. After France had gone Scotland walked over to the side of England's bed. It was the first good look he had at his injuries. He saw the tightly wound bandages around his ribs that were stained red revealing that there were several cuts beneath them. There were also cuts and bruises all up and down England's arms some worse than others. Scotland was relieved to see that England was at last breathing on his own but his breaths were shallow and his face was pale.
Scotland let out a sigh "Jist whit hae ye dain tae yerself boyo?"
In the mean time England found himself in some dark empty void it seemed to go on forever and didn't have a floor or ceiling,it just was. England slowly began to remember what happened before, the fight with Scotland and the accident. It also brought new questions like where was he, and was he dead or alive,or somewhere in between." Your still alive but in a comatose state" Said a voice that came from nowhere yet everywhere.
"What the? Who are you? And where are we?" England asked after getting over the shock of the sudden voice.
"We are between the realms of life and death my purpose is to guide those who find themselves here."
"Guide? Guide where exactly?"
"That is up to you and you alone. In this place you will be shown images related to what got you here. After that you will then chose for yourself. I'm afraid that is all I can do for you, good luck."
