The Runaway States (State/country humans) [Being Rewritten]

Chapter 9

Michigan as sitting next to the only entrance to the area of the home that everyone referred to as no man's land.  Ever since the ordeal with the Virginias, he and the rest of the Northern states had decided to post a guard by the door to just in case. Michigan didn't see why he had to do it, but York insisted. He guessed it made sense, considering the stuff the southerners have been trying to pull recently.

He was jolted back to reality when he heard his name being called out, "Michigan? Michigan? Earth to Michigan." Michigan recognized the voice right away, "Hey Ohio."

Ohio had a concerned look on his face, "you ok man? Felt like the lights were on but no one was home." Michigan shook his head, "yeah I'm fine, just thinking about this whole situation we're in. Thinking back a month ago everything was fine, nothing was out of the ordinary. Now we're here." He sighed.

Ohio put a reassuring hand on his brother's shoulder, "things will get better, they always do eventually. Denver, when we were kids and they're was that lake that we both wanted so bad, but now looking back at it, I don't can't even remember the name of it for the life of me."

"If I member correctly, that's when you gave me my black eye," Michigan joked. During a fight with Ohio, he had taken a particularly bad hit to the head. Instead of letting it bothering him, he had changed his flag to emphasize the dark blue of his injuries, cementing him as the 'role with the punches' state.

Ohio scoffed, "if I remember correctly, you had it coming, needed to be knocked down a few pegs yeah know. Both states laughed together late into the night, that is, until the the they heard the front door to the house being practically knocked off the hinges.

15:07

Georgia just wanted to make the voices stop. Ever since he regained some form to of consciousness (if you could even call being in this limbo state consciousness) the voice had been doing everything from threatening Georgia in every way possible to bragging about Georgia just being a pawn in his plan, whatever his plan is. That was probably the worst thing about dealing with voice, he knew how to say just enough to make you enter the trap,  while ultimately surrendering nothing.

Just then he thought he could make out something in his blurred sense of vision. It almost looked like the house! Had they really carried him that far. For the first time since entering this state of purgatory, he felt a glimmer of hope. He could feel himself being lowered onto a bed of some sort. It was then he realized since the states had reached the house, the voice was finally shut up, at least momentarily. Georgia thought for a second. While he's like this, the voice is most definitely my enemy, at least until using current knowledge.

Then he looked out and he saw figures, he couldn't identify them, but there where at least fifteen states gathered around his bed. Knowing that they had run in to see if he was ok, without thinking about if he had some sort of contagious disease causing these symptoms. The sense of friendship and solidarity is just overwhelming. Then a miracle happens. Georgia is able to slightly move hand, and attempts a wave at the ever-growing crowd. That managed to get encouragement from a lot of the the states. He had trouble with hearing but he could make out a few words. He heard Mississippi cheat, "You got this partner." Almost every state was darker into the room now, showing any support they could for the broken state.

Then he heard the most bone chilling thing in his life. "You know, California seems to catch fire a lot, seems like one of these days they're could be a more...fatal injury." The ice cold voice of the voice. He wanted to say something, but he was defenseless about now. "This is interesting, Tennessee's shy introverted nature means once he makes a friend, he's more likely to do anything the friend asks for. Hopefully no-one has any ill intentions for the small state.

Georgia knew he needed to do something. He scanned the room for something he could use. Then he found it, a small flower pot belonging to North. Georgia took a second to prepare himself mentally. " ok, here we go." Georgia quickly grabbed the flower pot before bringing it back to his forehead, and smashing it wish all his strength. As he fell into the darkness, he heard the voice say, "Hast du ehrlich geglaubt, dass du versuchen könntest, die Toten zurückzubringen? Þú þar sem varað var við hættunni en samt gerðirðu það samt. Is féidir leat mo thasc a chur i gcrích, nó beidh tú ar an eolas faoi cén fáth gurb iad an saol agus an bás is fearr a fhágann dom. ᐅᓐᓅᔪᖅ, જ્યોર્જિયા.