country humans · horror · survival · paranoia · amputation · infection · cannibalism · isolation · violent · tension
Dust motes swirl in the shafts of pale sunlight cutting through the mansion's towering windows. The heavy silence is broken only by the creak of footsteps on worn floorboards and the droning static of a television no one is watching. In the living room, the United States paces a worn path along the wall, his gaze restless. Russia sits perfectly still, arms crossed, watching him from a worn armchair. Italy absently flips through a magazine, seemingly detached from the thick tension. It has been six months of this isolation, while outside, a strange infection moves among the stray animals. you, what would you do if the walls of this prison began to eat away at your sanity?