HEY! Wow! 281 veiws! Thanks all you people from the U.S., Phillipines, Malaysia, Finland, Germany, Indonesia, Singapore, U.K., Mexico, Ireland, Ecudor, Switzerland, Japan, France, Belgium, Argentina, Australia, Puerto Rico, Norway, and Poland! (Dang. I need a Russian, Italian, and Chinese person to read this to have the World 8)
It's been a week since Germany visited Japan. He still couldn't shale the feeling that Japan was hiding something. Germany was too busy with work to visit him, but he knew that Italy would be glad to get out of work to visit a friend. Dialing the number he has come to memorize, Germany waited as the phone rang. On the fifth ring, he heard the familiar voice of the Italian. "Ve~! Italy speaking~," he said with his usual cheer tone. "Ah, Italy. Good, you picked up," Germany said relieved, "I was starting to think you wouldn't pick up." "Sorry Doitsu. I was making pasta~!" Italy said. "I should have guessed," Germany thought. "Italy, I'm worried about Japan. I don't think he's getting enough sleep. I'm busy right now, but could you go check up on him?" "Ve~! Sure Doitsu~!" Italy cheered, "I'll go as soon as I'm done with my pasta~." "Figures," Germany thought. "Thank you Italy." And with that, he hung up.
I can't escape, this dream, no, This nightmare won't let me leave. I must stay alive, but I can't die. I'm a nation and nations can't die. But, I fell as thought this thing can somehow kill me. I can't let it do that. I will escape. Even if I have to kill...