When the Russian woke up. He was hanging with his head close to the ground… Upside down… the little slim man was playing with some knives. He was some kind of bored but when he saw the Russian that he woke up he smiled deep. "Good morning Russia. Ready to play more?" the Russian didn't react on it. He was so tired. "I-I am sorry comrade… fo-for everything I have ever done to you" the Russian said softly. The Lithuanian smiled and got himself a truncheon. "Let's play a good funny game da." he went to the table to get the knife and threw it in the robes that were holding the Russian male. The silver haired fell on the ground and was crying. Wondering what was going to happen now. His arms and legs were still tied up and he didn't knew what to do. The Lithuanian smiled evil and grabbed a chair. "Lay your feet on the chair Russia… Or I have to do it for you" out of fear the Russian did what was bin said. The smile of the mad man went bigger. As the truncheon went hitting the under part of the feet. A loud scream went heard and went the Russian took his feet away… The smile only became bigger. "Don't you like this game?... place them back comrade… "He gave a hard hit on the ankles and went on torturing the Russian with the truncheon. The Russian was screaming and went struggling as now tears went up his eyes. "I AM SORRY! I AM SORRY! I AM SORRY!" he yelled. But the male went on. Until the feet were all bleeding. "Daaa look how beautiful!" the Russian was crying like a little girl and wanted to crawl away. The Lithuanian smiled and just went sitting on a chair looking at the Russian. "Hmm Why don't you do the same like you always said I needed to do. Entertain myself?" His insane eyes were running over the Russian's body. "I would love to see you in such shame for a time." The Russian shook his head. "n-no…p-please…l-litty! B-become yourself… B-become yourself please… I am scared!" "Ohh... Russia is scared? Why is Russia scared? Russia scared of me?! You want to know how many times I was scared and you didn't stopped." He stood up and walked at the Russian. Hitting his back hard with the truncheon. "I. AM. NOT. . BACK!" The Russian was screaming. In hope somebody could save him but nobody could. The brunette smiled but then he saw the scarf. "Russia…" He gave a hard pull on the scarf and pushed the Russian into a corner to tie him up at the wall. "What a beautiful scarf da… Your sister made this one?" The Russian looked with him with big eyes. "HET STAY OFF IT!" he yelled but it was only a push for the Lithuanian to do it. HE grabbed his knife and smiled deep. With his ugly hands he grabbed the soft scarf off the Russian neck. Before the eyes of the Russian. He held the knife and the scarf.