'Sing me a lullaby, paddle me across the tranquil night. Forget-me-nots and a flickering firefly, wander us back home with your fleeting light. If ever you came across your darkest fears, remember that I'll be always here.' -aanalog Why is it that time can be so simple but at the same time be perplexing that even words cannot describe it's meaning? In a sense that could pass so quickly in a second but can last as long as an eternity? Yet here I am, reminiscing on the smiles and tears you left imprinted on my mind, the sweet but chaste feeling of your lips against mine. The hello and goodbyes we said, bore so much emotions I've never felt before, brought color and vibrance into my monochromatic life. Alas, all the sweetest things must come to a bitter end. But I ask you one thing and one thing only- Forget Me Not. xxxxxxxxxx Author's Note: This is my first shot on creating a Hetalia-based fanfiction. It may or may not be continued and updates will be incredibly slow and irregular. Suggestions and comments are always welcome ^_^ Disclaimer: Hetalia is owned by Hidekaz Himaruya, I own nothing but cover and the story itself.

From Ouija boards to myths and scenes to make you wish you didn't come back the Murder house has it all. All of the demon games and myths that plague you in your nightmares and gorish movies come to life in one house. So why would someone live there? Where spirits roam the halls, both peaceful and evil, but when called upon only the evil come to you. When Katy and her co-workers are called out through a ouija board they are locked into the Murder house, suffering through a murderous villians plan. Split up and sent to different horror themed rooms, can they solve the challenges in time to save themselve, what about the others? What could could go wrong in a "supposed" haunted house?