Welcome back, Loves...Now..the moment you all been waiting for..-sighs-..
Slowly, I would start to wake up, groaning quietly.
My head was aching so much. Whatever hit me really did put a number on me.
I didnt want to open my eyes and find myself in the celler but I need to know where the bloody hell I was and find Alfred. So, Slowly, I would open them.
I would find my wrists dangling in chains above my head, my left hand gripping onto Texas still. I was in a sitting postion on ,what feels like , a concerete floor.
"..bloody hell.." I would mumble to myself quietly, slowly I lifted my head up to see that I was in some dimmed room. It looked like..Some torture room...
It caused me to shiver. This room reminds me of that movie Alfred and I just saw. I would barely keep my eyes open. This head ache was starting to become a bit unbareable. But I kept them open.
I slowly glanced to my left, seeing alfred in the same position as I. My eyes became wide. " Al-Alfred.."
He seemed to be passed out. Lovely.
"Where the..bloody hell are we..?" I would ask myself but then I heard a chuckle. It was almost like a child's giggle. But It was no child.
I shivered. Now, This is really turning out to be like that horror movie. The stuffed bear from the movie would always giggle before targetting his prey.
Pretty god damn creepy. But what the hell? Its a stuffed toy, out to kill. Boy, Doesnt that sound PRETTY FAMILIAR.
Then a tall man in a tan trench coat with a star metal attached on the left side of his torso would walk out from the shadows of which the dim lights were barely giving off. He had tanish silver hair, piercing violet eyes, and a scarf that seemed to hide his mouth's expression. Though, he did seem to be smiling from my point of view. He also held a pipe in hand.
...Russia...
Da~!
...To be continued...
((Sorry everyone ._.))