The Russian went crying. He went freaking out. The Lithuanian was scary as hell. "Don't worry comrade… I will make a lovely game with you." The male shacked his head. "Please Lithy Stop this! Lithy please!" The insane male grabbed the other his arm. But then he saw the medal on the Russian jacket. "Russia… Why is there hero standing on it? You are not a hero. You are a monster… A real…. Ugly….Monster" his hands grabbed the medal and pulled it off the jacket. He was holding it tight while looking at it. His hands slowly began to bleed but he still smiled. "hehe… Russia you don't need this one… This is a lie. But… If you want it… I will make something for you, da?" The Lithuanian smiled and walked away out of the room. The Russian went struggling. Hoping to fight a way out of this place. But all the ropes around him were so tight that he couldn't barley move. Then the brunette came back with a real big smile. A smile that made the chills grew up your veins. "I have a surprise for you…. Close your eyes da?" he said whit his voice insane his eyes wide open and a deep evil smile. The Russian shacked his head. "No…you don't want to close your eyes?" and he pushed the medal on the cheek. A sound like backing bacon came of it because the Lithuanian had burned it in fire so it was hot and burning. "you like it!?" he yelled while the Russian was screaming out of pain. When the medal was off the cheek a perfect star was standing on the face. With "hero" in Russian letters standing backwards on the face. "ahh… Now everybody can see it…" he said kind sad at the Russian. "shall I do it again!?" he said insane and walked away again. The Russian was screaming for help. He tried to think clear but failed in it. "HET! HET HET! SOMEBODY SAVE ME! AMERICA! GERMANY! SOMEBODYY! " but the brunette was already back. "what is wrong Russia? Want them to join the game?!" the man held a burning stick and some ductape. He layed the stick on the table with the burning part in the air so it wouldn't go out. With his teeth he ripped of a piece of the tape and placed it random somewhere on the flesh. Then he did it again 3 times. He grabbed the burning stick and smiled. "this is going to hurt just a little" and held the fire close to the tape. Now it was melting in and over his flash. "AHHH!" "daa~ that is the right sound Russia… I used to make it a lot. Now I understand why you love it." The burning made the Russian scared and when his sensitive point was there he fainted. But the mad man wasn't done with his games… This was just the beginning for him. "Ruusssiiaaaaaaaa? Russssiiiaaaaa? Wake up Russia I WANNA PLAY!"