Ita woke up because something felt wrong. He rolled out of bed, landing on the floor with a thud and screamaed. He slapped the side of the bed a bit, then arose from the floor and walked downstairs. He was confused. Everything was different. Well, the general look of everything was different. He rested his hand on his head as it throbbed with pain, and he staggered backward. Huh. He frowned, looking around a bit more. Then, to his amazement, there was nothing! Absolutely nothing!
Ita went outside, looking around hurriedly. He walked around a bit, looking for Germany. He and the kids were all gone... Did he take them somewhere? He wasn't sure. But, nothing seemed right... He looked up at the sky, noticing that it was dark and grey. He wandered around, resting his hands on the trunks of trees and feeling only an icy cold. Ita kept moving on, the aching pain in his head growing and growing. He began hearing whispers, and could only make out some sentences and words.
"He might not make it."
"... Will ..."
Ita was confused. Why were there so many voices? He wanted to scream, he wanted to fall over. He felt something warm touch his back, sending feeling throughout his body. He turned quickly, seeing no one. His eyes widened, his breathing getting faster.
"... Heart ..."
"You must leave."
Ita reached up towards that invisible world where the voices stayed. He felt tears start falling down his face as he lost all feeling. He couldn't feel the cold nor the wind. It was as though he weren't there. He began running, tears falling quicker down his face. He stopped, noticing something on the ground. He looked closer at the crimson trail. What's this... Ita thought to himself, then began to follow it.
After an hour of following the crimson trail, he stopped in front of a dark, stone structure. He tilted his head to the side as the wind picked up, leaving behind a haunting sound as it moved around the rocks. Ita took a step forward, all feeling rushing back, along with intense fear.
