I opened my eyes, looking around me. The room I found myself in was dark, making it hard for me to make out where I was.
"How did I get here" I wondered, letting my eyes adjust to the darkness around me.
I was standing in a room, bigger then the study were I was before, with a lot of things lying around. It almost looked as if this room had been used as storage; most chairs were covered with huge sheets and a few big wrapped things, most likely more portraits, stood against the dark wall.

Then it hit me, what was I doing here… alone in a different room. And why can't I remember what happened? My mind started racing with panic, showing me all kinds of possibilities of what had happened. Most were really unlikely, well in real life at least, who knows what could happen here.
I forced the panic from my mind and with an unsettling feeling in my stomach I started looking for a way out of this room.

After looking around the room once more I spotted a door; it was block with a table from the inside. And even though the table looked heavy, for as far as I could see, I was quite sure I could move it.
I walked over to the table to push it away. I felt something cold against my fingers as I touched the table; I picked it up and examined it closely. It was a key, I put it in my pocket and started pushing the table away.
It was heavy, as I expected, but I could move it enough to open the door far enough for me to get out.

Once out of the room, I looked to my right, out of a window. It had gotten completely dark and the moon was high up in the sky.
I swallowed, 'how long had I been here and what happened to Tino?' I asked myself, looking around, hoping to catch a glimpse of the others.
I walked to the stairs, the centre of the building as far as I knew, and to my relief I heard voices.

I carefully made my way of to the room from which I heard the voices, it was the first room we had discovered today.
I paused at the door, listening to the voices. It were definitely the Nordics, I could heard Denmark arguing with Sweden again.
I swallowed, the unsettling feeling in my stomach growing, and opened the door.

As soon as I stepped in the arguing stopped and everyone stared at me.
Sweden glared at me and this time he seemed to mean it.
"You're okay?" Denmark said, walking over to me and looking me up and down. His eyes widened slightly, looking at my arms and legs. My eyes followed the Dane's and thanks to the light of a few candles in this room I could see what he meant, I had bloodstains all over my arms and legs, but the blood didn't seem to be mine.
I stared at my hands until I heard a whimper from one corner of the room, I looked up. "Tino?" I asked, looking at the blond in the corner.
Another whimper was all I got as reply.
I looked at the Finn and my face went pale. Tino's clothes had also blood stains on them and the Finn himself was covered in cuts and bruises.
I gasped, "What happened to you?"
The Fin whimpered again and I felt a hand grip my shoulder, before I was flung backwards. I was sure I'd hit the floor or the wall, whichever came first, if it wasn't for Mathias catching me.
"Sve! You don't just believe that!" The Dane yelled at the other man.
"Wh' d'd y'u d' th't?" Sweden snarled at me, gesturing at Finland.

My heart sank; did they seriously think I would do something like that to Finland?

"I-I … d-didn't." I managed to chock out.
"C'mon Sve, if she fought with Fin she wouldn't have gotten out unharmed!" Mathias yelled back.
"I…I… didn't want … to hurt a friend." Tino said quietly.

I stared at the blond and let my legs give out.
"Tino… I-I wouldn't do that. I choked out.
Finland shook his head and I stared at my hands in horror, I couldn't have done that to a friend.
"I… I called out to you b-but you didn't react at all a-and then you suddenly ran away." Tino muttered.

"Nor?" Emil asked carefully, breaking the silence that hung across the room. "What happened in those stories you mentioned?"
Norway sighed, looking extremely uncomfortable.
"Every time a family moved here they would severe all contact to the outside world…; well, probably something here does that. And by the time we would find them again, everyone was dead except for one, a woman, long gone insane. And every time the surviving woman would scream things like: "I didn't do it." "How could you do this to me?" and one even ask the officers who were taking her away "why did she do that to me?" That's how it went every time." Lukas explained gravely.

"How?" Mathias asked, keeping his voice low.
Emil looked at his brother, who in turn shook his head. "Probably the same way as they made _ hurt Finland." Emil said.
"Tino, did _ look different when she attacked you?" Lukas asked calmly.
Tino seemed to calm down a bit, maybe that was because Norway was still this calm, and thought for a moment. Then he nodded,
"She didn't seem to look at me…" he mused, sounding a little confused.
"Then I think she was possessed." Lukas stated, not waiting for his words to sink in he continued, "I've been feeling a presence here ever since the door got locked."
"So that means someone made _ hurt Fin?" Mathias asked with a worried tone in his voice as he squatted down beside me, carefully putting an arm around me.
Lukas nodded.
"So… you really didn't do it….sorta?" Tino asked me carefully.
I nodded vigorously, "I'd never hurt one of my friends." I said, trying to sound sure of myself, which I really wasn't right now.
"Lukas, is there something you could do about this? So _ won't get possessed anymore?" Denmark asked his friend quietly.

Norway seemed to think for a moment, before he spoke up again.
"All I could teach her is to stay conscious, then she'll have to fight off whatever is trying to posses her herself." He replied.
"I don't want to let this happen again." I murmured, accepting Lukas' help.

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Thanks to xJoby-chan for beta'ing ^_^

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And I made a map: http:/caroshadow[dot]deviantart[dot]com/art/Possessed-Map-288757864 (replace the [dot]s with real dots).