Hetalia Countries Play Slenderman/Horror Games

Switzerland

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"Damn, Lili, I don't have time for some game!" Switzerland growled and Lichtenstein.

"But...but bruder..." she whimpered, in her newborn-kitten whisper. Switzerland gave an annoyed sigh, then picked up the slenderman game and went to his study, shutting the door. If Lili wanted to play this, Switzerland would have to approve of it first. He shut the door to his study, then sat down, plugged the game in, and put on the headphones. He'd go without instructions; he wanted to get this crap over with as soon as possible. His rifle set next to the monitor, he clicked play. He was in a dark forest, surrounded by trees, with nothing but a flashlight to protect him.

"This is bullshit. Shouldn't I get a gun or something?" he asked nobody but the darkness of the study. After five very angry minutes of trying to get a hang of the keys, he moved his character forward. Once deeper in the forest, he clicked his flashlight off. "Less efficient...but at least whatever's chasing me won't see me as easily anymore," he whispered to himself, angry eyes on the screen. He rammed straight into a tree, forgetting which key made him go sideways. He growled to himself, willing his temper not to flare. He went slowly around the tree, and found a note on the back. Switzerland read the scribbled, bloodstained words, ALWAYS WATCHING-NO EYES, and disregarded it. He clicked it, and continued walking.

He eventually got to a crash site of smashed-beyond-repair vehicles. A page would most likely not be here, but Switzerland decided to check the scene anyway. Upturned cars, jackknifed flatbeds, overturned vans. Switzerland had seen much, much worse. After checking everything out, he turned to leave, and a flicker of light flitted past his eyes. He turned back, and saw a page. He wasted to time in clicking it and running from the scene.

Soon, he got to a tunnel. At the end, he saw a page...and a man standing beside the page. The guy wanted to steal what was rightfully Switzerland's to take! "Where's the gun, where's the gun, where's the gun?!" Switzerland yelled, watching his character do a bunch of odd dances as he slammed random keys to find the nonexistent "fire" button. The man walked toward him, and Switzerland couldn't find the keys to make his goddamned character move.

The man approached him, and Switzerland couldn't defend himself. And Switzerland was...well...Switzerland. He had to be able to defend himself. He tried running around the man, but that made his screen incredibly staticky, to the point where he could barely see anything. He quickly clicked the page, and ran out of the tunnel, only to find that the man was following him. "Damn, damn, DAMN!" he yelled, as the man came closer. Switzerland abandoned the keyboard, picked up his rifle, and shot the screen where the man's faceless white head was.

Switzerland watched the smoke billowing above the screen, with the perfect little round bullet hole in the middle, and a spiderweb of cracks leading away from it. It was then he realized he'd been holding his breath in fear.