Town of Death

Chapter 9 - Bald

Ok the title does have a meaning. Bald in German means 'soon' and as I only realised what it meant in English while writing this.

It means 'Soon' in German and NOT lacking hair.

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(West) Germany pov

 Me and East continue to walk down the street passing multiple houses and shops on the way. We plan on walking back to the house. While walking, I noticed it was much quieter and emptier that usual which is unusual as it was around 3pm. Even if there were people, they all were walking on the far right or left of the street and looked very cautious. I then suddenly feel my brother pull on my sleeve and drag me behind a bench, crouching down and making sure we were hidden.

"What are you-" I was cut of by East putting a hand over my mouth, hushing me and then pointing toward the middle of the road. He then whispered,

"A living." I look at were he's point and do indeed see a living walking. I squint my eyes from behind my glasses to try and see who it was more clearly.

"I thought they can't see us though?" I whisper back to him. He then nods leaving me confused. He seemed to see my confusion because he replied in a hushed tone,

"Yes, but its best to be extra cautious." I nod. Then he stands up, dragging me with him and walks out from the bench. "Unfortunately, they are heading towards us which means we have to pass them."

I squeeze his hand and look at him with a small smile, making him smile back. Not letting go of his hand, we continue walking in the direction of the living getting ready to pass them. From the distance we were at, all I can see is that the figure had a hat on. As we walk closer, their appearance becomes more and more clear to me. I find out said figure is male, and very tall – at least he is compared to me. Cautiously, we walk closer and closer while staring at him, just like everyone else on the street was doing. An occasionally whisper was sent around but apart from that, there was silence.

"Does he see the town as it is or?" I lean over to East while saying this.

"No, they see it abandoned." He looks at the other dead countries who were staring at at the male while whispering to each other.

"Then why is he still here?" All he does is shrug as he continues to walk, me following close behind. We were a few metres away now and I feel my brothers grip tighten.

Then I realise something.

The hat he was wearing.

It was a ushanka.

But not any ushanka.

The ushanka I had in my hands a few hours prior. With two flags on it.

Then I look at the livings face and what I see sends a shiver up my spine.

It was Russia.

"Wait, is that-?"

"Russland..." I answer for my brother. I let go of his hand and slowly walk toward my lover. Walking around him, I examine him. In one hand he was gripping his other ushanka. I then look up at his head. How the hell did he get that hat? I go in for a hug, but again fall right through him; I don't fall to the floor though. I really need to learn to stop doing that. Turning around, I see him shiver and take his phone out before turning back around and walking away from us. My frozen feet stayed in place while I reached out for him. He then started running, finally leaving the town.