CH—Backrooms

Belarus: guys, is it possible us to die since we are countries?

*Italy nervously glances around* Let's not find out!

*USA scowls* Oh shut up.

*They all fall down into a yellow corridor. USA is the first to scramble up* USA: Wh-where are we? *Italy shivers and France dusts herself off* France: This place smells off *Russia sniffs the air and winces* Russia: Great stuck with you guys. *China looks around* China: I don't like this place... *USA tilts his head* USA: I've seen this before... the backrooms it's called? *A shadow moves a millisecond out of sync.* Poland: I'm scared...

*roars behind them and they didn't flich*

really your fake

*lets go*

*He scoffs, his eyes narrowing at how easily you let go. His voice is a low growl.* That's what I thought. *He leans closer, his grip tightening slightly.* You're my territory, idiot. Don't test me.

*wings droop weakly* tired of this... *closes eyes* wake me when you figure yourself out

*USA breathes in the fresh air* USA: We're actually home. *Germany helps support Russia* GERMANY: Let's get him to a hospital. *France squeezes Philippines' hand* FRANCE: We did it, Pearl. We're all safe now.

*Germany adjusts his glasses*理论上是的，除非我们找到出口。

*a fat bee playing violin comes* 🎻🐝

*Russia's face goes pale* Russia: Oh great a... a... *he trails off as he notices the bee* Russia: Oh my god! A BEE!

*plays aria math*

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