Meanwhile in Canada (no, not really Canada...)
Germany was swinging back and forward, his parachute caught in the prickly black trees. He was hanging a good thirty feet above the ground, swinging his legs to try and reach a sharp bit of metal that was lodged in the opposite tree.
"If I can cut myself down, then I can search for the others, and maybe find Italy." Germany said to himself.
A few times he was so close to grabbing the shard, his hand straining for it every time he swung forward.
Germany's hand just brushed the metal bit, and it slid from its place and into his hand, "Ja!"
Then it slipped through his fingers and fell to the forest floor. "No!"
Germany cursed silently to himself, looking around to try and find what he could use to cut himself free.
Then a strange face suddenly peered into his, a red demon like face with overlapping teeth and black ringed, blank, eyes.
"AUGH!" Germany pushed himself back from the creature, his shocked expression quickly changed to puzzlement. "Vhat in the vorld?"
The creature was not very big, probably as high as Germany's waist. It had a thick white fur all over its monkey like body, a puff of a tail, large hands, feet and ears that were had no fur but a pinkish skin instead. Over its face it wore a lacquered mask that was like a demon face.
Germany sighed with relief, "Just a monkey. Hmm?"
He looked around and saw more monkeys with strange masks appear from the thick tangles of branches. Some of them held what looked like short makeshift spears in their hands.
They approached him cautiously, sniffing and making strange warbling sounds.
"Shoo!" Germany swatted at the hand of the one with the red demon mask., "Shoo! Go avay!"
The red masked monkey jumped away, then it and some others began to cut the cords of the parachute tangled in the trees.
"No!" said Germany, "Vait, if you do that I'll-" He heard a cracking sound as the last of the cords snapped, sending Germany tumbling downward.
He hit the ground with a thump; Germany was dazed but otherwise unhurt. He tried to stand up as the monkey creatures surrounded him, but found he was tangled up in the remains of the chute, his arms sung tight against his body.
The monkey creatures picked him up, hoisted him over their heads and began to carry him through the dark trees.
"Being killed by a tribe of demon monkeys..." Germany pondered, "How humiliating..."
Soon they reached a clearing in the forest. There were small huts in the trees, suspended by fraying ropes.
In the center of the clearing there was a throne made of twisted black wood, with small bonfires on either side of it.
Sitting upon the throne was a man with a feathered collar around his neck, a staff with a bird skull atop it, and a black mask of a demon face with a spiked crown.
Germany was set to kneel in front of this monkey king. He took a deep breath as the king's eyes fixed on him.
The forest fell into a deep silence as the king stood and removed his mask...
(Monkeys? I couldn't come up with anything better than monkeys? Yes, that is the case...For those of you who don't know: Ja = Yes in German.)