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Afterwards (11)

Finland's POV:
I opened my eyes, immeaditely i got a sensory overload, i was in many differend kinds of pain and i really couldn't tell where and which was worst.

I was laying on the wooden floor of my kitchen, in a pool of dried blood.
What happened? Did i hit my head? Theres too much blood and pain for only that. Did i die? Have i risen?
I slowly turned to my side to see what was going on.
No, i haven't died nor risen, i know i live here and i fought someone.
Did i fight.. Russia..? Yes, i did, wait no, was it the Soviet union?
I tried lifting myself a little but a wave of pain shot through me and i fell down.
Russia and the Soviet union? Yes, i think so.
Why didn't he.. or they kill me? Do they think
Im dead?
How long was i out?
Are they still hiding somewhere?

I laid on my side not knowing what to do.
IM defenseless here.
Once again i tried getting up, starting by just raising my arms.
Again, another wave of pain shot through my body.
I kept my arms in the air trying not to give up.
Don't be weak.
I closed my eyes as my arms fell down to the floor.
This is pathetic.
I thought and started slowly curling into a ball.
Suddenly i felt a small tap on my shoulder.
I turned to look at the person in fear.
If this was Russia or USSR they couldn't see me like this.
The first thing i saw was a red hand so for a moment i was alert, but then i noticed that the person squatting next to me didn't look like either, i was still careful.

What- do- you -want?
I asked realizing speaking was a bit harder than usually.

I wish no harm.
The person said.

I had trouble telling who i was talking whit.

Who -are you?
I asked.

I want to help you.
The person said ignoring my question.

Their voice sounded familiar, but younger and more.. sad?
Maybe, but i had heard their voice.

That would- be- help-ful.
I croaked.

But, i don't- think you -can.
I continued.

The person just stared at me whit round eyes.
They seemed kinda young, forsure they were small but also seemed to be a kid or teenager.

Alright, if you're not- leaving go down -that hall, at the- end the second -last door on the right is a -bathroom.
I stopped to take a deep breath.

In the bathroom, right- above the sink, theres  a mirror -cabinet, bring me the- first medicine bottle yo-u see, bring it here.
I said and stared at the kid.

They just nodded and stood up to go do their task.

So fucking weird, i wonder who that is, also why haven't i been killed, did that kid kill Russia?
I hit my head against the floor.
I was in a lot of pain, i had lots of questions and i felt like i was constantly in some kind of danger.

For a while i got to wonder if life was worth it before i heard the kid arrive next to me.
I slowly moved my arm so that my hand was pointing to him and my palm was open to take the pill bottle.

I felt the painkiller bottle be placed in my hand and i smiled.

Thanks, do you know what happened?
I asked moving the bottle closer to my face.

You are in danger. I can't save you but i can hide you before he gets back and then you have to figure your own way out.
The kid said now sitting next to me.

What? Who? Who's coming back? Why am i in danger?
I confusedly asked while trying to open the pill bottle whit one hand.

USSR, He is going to be here any moment and he won't leave anyone alive.
The kid said.