Nya peeps! Thankies to the 2 people who reviewed! And also thankies to people who put this story on watch! Just spent a better part of my afternoon playing Fatal Frame II, and am now in the 4th chapter of the game! Woot!

Warning: Am totally pulling this chapter out of thin air! XD

Summary- The twins Alfred and Matthew stumble upon a hidden village, trapped in never-ending darkness. But who cries into the night and who is that man walking around with a pipe? And what's with all these Red butterflies? US/UK and Russia/Canada!

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Chapter One- Trapped in Limbo

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Matthew looked up at Alfred then out over the cliff.

"When the fuck did that get there!?"

A huge village of ancient Japanese mansions lay below. They looked as if they were falling apart. Many had shingles missing and vines wound up the side of the buildings.

"The lost village." Matthew whispered, staring out at the village.

Alfred stared out at the village in wonder, and also with a feeling of unease. He did not like that it had suddenly gotten dark. He took and gulp of air and turned back towards his brother.

"Hey Mattie, lets go-" Alfred cut off when he found his brother was no longer by him, but walking down the clearing.

"Mattie! Wait!" Alfred ran down the field and caught up to his brother. He grabbed his shoulders and spun him around.

"What are you doing? The way out is at the other end."

"Someone is calling me...." Matthew turned his head towards the dark path he was heading to.

Alfred stared down at his brother in confusion. He didn't hear anyone calling Matthew. He glanced around the clearing, checking to see if there was anyone around. The coast was clear though. What was going on with Matthew? He gave a shiver and looked back down at his twin who still stared with vacant eyes at the path.

"Fine, lets go check it out then." Alfred let go of his brother and started down the path, checking behind him to make sure Matthew followed.

"Whats that?"

Alfred spotted a notebook a few feet ahead and quickly rushed over and picked it up. It was a green notebook with three stickers on the corner of the cover. One was England's flag, one was of a teacup, and the last one was of a fairy. Alfred gave a snort in amusement.

"What is it, brother?" Matthew leaned around Alfred's tall form and peered down at the notebook.

"Not sure. Looks like a journal or diary from a girl." Alfred replied, flipping the notebook open. Both him and Matthew looked closer and began reading the first entry.

September 28th, 2009.

I went in search of my brother, Peter, for he has been missing for four days now. I got lost in the woods. It turned night. Did I get knocked out?

I don't know where I am. I keep hearing insane laughter from inside the village. A light is coming down the path!

Bloody hell, it's

Alfred finished the entry and stared skeptically at the journal. Did this place just get any creepier?

"I wonder what happened....?" Matthew asked. He suddenly looked very frightened and grabbed Alfred's arm.

"It's going to be okay, Mattie. We will find a way out." Alfred hugged his brother to his side and then stuffed the journal in his backpack.

Alfred and Matthew continued down the path and finally came out of the woods. The village stood before them. A low fog clung around the first two buildings in sight and Alfred shivered as a cold wind went by. He wished he had a coat or something. His brother was the smart one and wore a long-sleeve red wool shirt and a blue jacket. Alfred walked forward with Matthew still clinging to him. They started to pass the first house when, from inside the window, a light passed by. Small but very bright. Matthew whimpered slightly and let go of Alfred, backing up.

"What the hell? There are people living here? Impossible!" Alfred asked nervously and unsure.

"I guess so.....mabey they are nice?" Matthew cheered up at his last thought.

Alfred felt his brother's hand grip his shoulder and he gave it a light sqeeze. His brother then walked by him, while the hand was still under Alfred's. Alfred gasped and turned quickly around, fear piercing his heart. No one was there, but he heard a chuckle in the night air. Alfred gave a yelp and ran to Matthew who was opening the door. His brother cried out in protest when Alfred shoved him aside and whipped the door open.

"Ow! What was that for, brother?" Matthew glared at Alfred who was breathing heavily against the door he slammed shut after shoving Matthew inside.

"A- A ghost!"

"Not again, Alfred." Matthew sighed out.

"I'm fucking serious Mattie! And it laughed!" Alfred glared at Matthew.

"Please, you watch more horror movies then-"

"KOLKOLKOLKOLKOLKOL!"

Matthew froze mid-sentence and stared in horror at Alfred who gave another shriek.

"Wha- What was that!" Matthew choked out.

"I don't know, and I don't want to find out! We are so fucking out of here." Alfred whispered out. He turned towards the door and turned the knob.

The door did not open.

"Fuck no!" Alfred started to yank the doorknob furiously.

"Brother! stop! If you do that-"

The doorknob was wretched out of the door and Alfred stared at it.

"....It will break." Matthew finished lamely.

"Help me.........."

Both brothers froze a second time and stared down the dark hallway.

"Did you hear that, Mattie?" Alfred whimpered out.

"Help...." A small voice cried out, ending in wracked sobs and sniffles.

Alfred took a hesistant step forward into the darkness, and called out.

"Hello! Anyone here!?"

The crying stopped for a second and then the voice answered.

"Hello?"

Alfred let out a held breath. At least they were not alone anymore. The voice sounded timid. It also sounded as if the person were British.

"Come on Mattie," Alfred grabbed his brother's hand, "Lets go find the person belonging to the voice!"

Alfred and Matthew soon exited th hallway and into a huge room with tatami mats covering the floor. There was a fire pit in the center, the embers still glowing. Someone else was positively here. Alfred walked over to the fire and looked about the room. There was a sliding door in front of him and a staircase over to the side of the room. Alfred looked up and found a balcony stretching across the length of the room. He couldn't see what lay beyond because of the lack of light.

"Where are you?" Alfred called out faintly.

"Rig- Right here."

The sliding door opened a crack, and pale white fingers gripped the side. Alfred took a cautious step back, bumping into his brother. A head peeked out from the room beyond. It was young man with dirty-blonde hair and startling green eyes. Tears were still wet on his cheeks and his face was in distress, but once he saw the twins he gasped and pushed the door open fully.

"Oh thank goodness." The man got up off the floor and dusted his pants. He was wearing a green military uniform with a white shirt and black tie underneath, and he had knee-high black boots on.

"Who are you!?" Matthew and Alfred exclaimed at the same time.

The man gave a small smile that did not touch his eyes which looked tired and empty.

"My name is Arthur Kirkland. I got stuck here while looking for my brother, Peter."

Alfred and Matthew exchanged a look of shock.

"The journal!" They both yelled together.

"What?" Arthur looked at the twins in confusion.

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Nya aru! So....how did you like the 2nd chappy that I pulled out of thin air? Hopefully it wasn't too crappy! XDD

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