The Locked Secret: A Countryhumans Mystery

Chapter 1 - The Start

The usual buzz of activity surrounded the global meeting at the World Conference Hall. Countryhumans from every corner of the globe filled the grand room, their voices mingling in a symphony of accents and languages. But something felt off. Something—or rather, someone—was missing.

CSA leaned against the wall, his sharp eyes scanning the room. It wasn't unusual for America to be late, but this was different. The meeting had started an hour ago, and there was still no sign of his twin. America never missed these gatherings; he was usually at the center of them, cracking jokes and steering conversations with his easygoing charm.

CSA's unease grew. He couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. He pushed off the wall and made his way to the seat where America usually sat. It was empty, the chair pushed in, as if untouched for days.

The other countries were starting to notice too. Whispers spread through the room as heads turned towards the vacant seat. Russia, always one to take note of America's presence—or absence—caught CSA's eye. The unspoken question passed between them: Where was America?

CSA's mind raced. America was his twin, his brother, and despite their differences, they had a bond that ran deep. If America was missing, something serious had to be behind it.

He clenched his fists, his resolve hardening. He would find America, no matter what it took.

As the meeting came to an uneasy close, CSA slipped away, his mind already forming a plan. He would start with the last place America had been seen. It was time to put his detective skills to work.