A nightmare, that had to be the only explanation as to what was going on, England thought as he rubbed his eyes wearily. One moment they had been having a perfectly normal meeting then all hell had broken loose. The imposters, those people who inexplicably looked like them had surrounded and just attacked. Without warning, it had caught him so off guard, had it not been for France pulling him away out of that room, he might have stood there in shock and gotten himself killed. Covered in Germany's blood, he had begun running down the hall towed par a petrified France. He remembered feeling the...
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