RUNAWAY

Eleven

Just a heads up, I do not know how hotels in Japan work so please excuse me if this is completely wrong. Feel free to tell me how they actually work. Thank you

You hated the flight.

As you got onto the plane, it felt like you were going to crash at that very moment. As the plane gained momentum, you were holding the arm rests tightly while squeezing you eyes shut with you teeth gritting in fear.

It would be fun they said
You won't die they said.

Oh, you were positive you were going to die.

To make matters worse you had to stay in the airplane for a whole eleven hours and fifty two minutes.

If that didn't scare anyone, they'd have no heart.

You were constantly looking out the window, looking at the sea (or land. You were surprised that you were flying over France and other countries) wondering when the poilet would shout in the microphone "Mayday!! Mayday!! We're going down!!"

The thought made your stomach churn.

Sealand saw your distress and smiled at you gently, grasping your hand in his "Don't worry," he said to you "Finland booked the plane that's really good. We won't crash,"

That didn't help at all.

You looked at him with widened eyes and a deathly pale face. He jinxed it. You were defiantly going to crash now.

Surprisingly, you didn't. When you got off the plane and went down the stairs you felt like you were going to faint. If it weren't for Iceland giving you some water after seeing that you were deathly pale and practically looked like a ghost, you would have fainted inside the airport for all to see.

That would have been very embarrassing.

Denmark frankly rented a car that was big enough for all of you. Where he got it you had no idea. You were sandwiched between Sealand, Ladonia and Iceland which was very uncomfortable. It felt like you were in a sardine can with other sardine and all you could was to pray to someone, anyone, to set you free.

But then you'd probably be ate by said person.
You know what it doesn't matter.
The only thing that mattered was that you were extremely uncomfortable.

Denmark drove to the hotel safely which surprised you since you would think he'd be going everywhere on the road. But, no, he didn't. He had his usual small smile in his face that you didn't know if it was real or not.

When you arrived at the hotel, you gazed up at the ginormous building. The rather large building was pale white in colour and it went up as far as the eye could see. There were various windows which were medium in size all leading up the building.

A man that was standing by the entrance walked up to the car, wearing a white and black uniform. He opened the car door beside Norway who was in the front seat. Three other people came, one of them a boy and the two others women. The women had their hair combed back into low buns, their makeup very light while the two men just had their hair down like the normal men would.