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A few nations seemed to let out a sigh of relief after England finished. "I was expecting a ghost story or one about evil spirits, but that was actually kind of sweet," admitted Taiwan.

"More of a cautionary tale than a creepypasta; nonetheless, it's a respectable piece," India complimented the Brit.

England nodded his head in thanks. "Well, I do know a few horror stories, if you'd like to hear on—"

"DUDES! The hero has arrived!" Several nations jumped in alarm as America burst through the conference door. "Where're the aliens? Were they keeping you all hostage? I totally got this!"

"You idiot!" barked England, "We told you there weren't any aliens!"

"Then what's up with you and everyone else taking so long to get back? We have a meeting to finish in case you forgot." England groaned.

"Hello everyone," waved Canada. Now it was his brother's turn to shout in surprise.

"Whoa, Canada! When'd you get here?"

"I tagged along, remember? I've been behind you the whole time," frowned the other.

"Oh."

"As observant as ever," France snickered. Cyprus smirked along with him.

"It seems everybody wants to come to our little conference room tonight. I suppose that's pretty neat. I mean, there are worse places you could end up going to…"

City of the Lost

Based off of "Lightless City"
Credited to its anonymous author

Have you ever felt such overwhelming hatred for someone? Was there a time you wished you could inflict horrifying pain on another or sought irreparable vengeance? If so, then perhaps you might want to consider visiting the City of the Lost.

It's surprisingly tricky to reach this mysterious place despite the very few starting requirements. First, you must make absolutely certain in both mind and soul that you really want to hurt someone. Should you fulfill this vital step, go to any place that has numerous buildings and alleyways; usually a large town or small city works best. Only when it is night enter an abandoned alley that has but one light source. Close your eyes tightly and whisper "Can you point me to the City of the Lost?" Even with your eyes closed, you should still be able to see the light through your lids. When you see the light begin to flicker erratically, open your eyes.

Welcome to the City of the Lost. It'll be a very dark place with no moon or stars in the sky above you. As quickly and quietly as you can, leave the alleyway. The light behind you should eventually disappear, leaving you in absolute blackness save for a faint red outline of tall buildings around you. You have the chance at this point to let your eyes adjust, take in the sights, and wander the city in peace.

But don't lower your guard. If at any point you hear a noise while in the city, run. The residents of this city don't want you to leave, and they will do everything within their power to keep you there. And their powers are capable of turning any rational human insane. Do not let them catch you. Run until you reach the outskirts of the city, toward the limits of the red glow.

You should find a hooded child just outside the city boundaries. Approach him, but do not touch him. Wait for him to speak first to show your respect. Trust me, you do not want to upset this child.

The child will ask, "Will you spare me some light?" If you answer 'no,' then the child will wail loudly, attracting the attention of the very ones you were trying to flee from in the city. If you answer 'yes,' the child will place a hand over your left eye. You'll feel an intense pain as if someone were skewering your eyeball, but you will soon find that the boy has merely taken away your sight. He will thank you before running into the black abyss.

Now you must wait. It may seem like an eternity, but eventually there will be someone else to emerge from the darkness in front of you. A tall man with otherwise nondescript features will say to you, "An eye for an eye. You gave yours, but who is the other to pay?"

Speak the name of the person you want to punish, and a terrible fate will befall them. What that fate is you may not immediately know, but you can take comfort in that it was by your own doing they suffered.

The tall man will ask, "Has your hatred been satisfied?" If you answer 'yes,' you will suddenly find yourself back in the abandoned alleyway you started in before entering the city. The sight lost in your left eye can never be restored.

If you answer 'no,' then the man will nod wordlessly and walk back into the darkness. Return to the city. Make your way to the center of the town, again being careful not to be caught by any of the inhabitants. Once more you will find a hooded child, this time a little girl. She too will ask, "Will you spare me some light?" Tell her 'yes.' She will take the sight of your right eye and disappear.

Be calm as you wait for the tall man again. As you'll be blind you'll only know he's near when he calls to you, "An eye for an eye. You gave yours, but who is the other to pay?" Speak the name of the person you hate most in the world, and they shall die within the hour.

The tall man will not ask you if your hatred is satisfied this time around. You will not be able to make your way back to the alleyway. And you will never be able to restore your sight. You shall become a new inhabitant of that city, forever blinded and maddened by your own vengeance and forced to wander about in that hate-filled world. For some, the torment is worth it. But will it be for you?