Killer-Fandango

 Japan sighed as he exited the attic. He had no idea where to look. He had been through the entirety of the first and second floors, and he was pretty sure that there was nothing Germany and Prussia could use on either of them. If there was anything they could use, it would be in a locked room or on the third floor. The door leading to the third floor from the staircase had been locked, so he  hadn't been able to explore there yet. Which meant that he would have to find a key, and those only ever seemed to show up with the Thing. Japan looked around, hoping for a miracle. Instead, he spied the door across the hall. Wait, had he ev

 The absolute last thing that Japan wanted to do at that particular moment was go back into the library, but he needed to be sure he had seen what he thought he had seen before the Thing attacked. Japan picked his katana back up, wincing as it dripped purple blood onto the floor. He had left the key in the lock, and slowly he turned it, readying his sword before suddenly flinging the door open. Nothing. Japan didn't let down his guard though, the Thing had snuck up on him once already, and cast his eyes around suspiciously for any movement. Once again, nothing.  Japan relaxed a little, but didn't re-sheath his blade. The fact that w

"It's cleaner than I thought it would be." Italy said, examining the dustless, trashless, and all around spotless front hall. "Can we leave now?" Germany snapped impatiently. He didn't like this place. At all. Every single instinct he had was screaming at him to get the fuck out, and Germany would be more than happy to oblige. "What's the matter West? You scared?" Prussia started cackling, unaffected by the sharp glare his brother shot at him. "Nien, but there's no reason to stick around any longer, is there bruder?" Germany clenched his teeth. This place had him on edge. Crash. Everyone jumped. Prussia was still laughing, but it wa