I-is... that... are th-there g-g-ghosts...? N-not th-that I'm sc-scared or a-a-anything! I j-j-just want to kn-know!

It's not a game as in a video game, genius...supposedly, you stuff a doll or stuffed animal with rice, stab it, do a various amount of

other things, and it will come after you...I'm actually tempted to try it. Japanese curses seem...interesting.

.is curious as to whether America would be willing to try it with him?

N-n-no thanks... I-I'm going t-to be b-b-busy playing v-v-video g-games with T-Tony.

shrugs. Alright, I'll ask Kiku to do it with me instead.

coughs nervously. "It would not be very advisable to do so, England-san. As you may have read, the consequences are... not very enjoyable."

frowns, reading over the instructions again. "Yes, I can see that...but that'

(NO ENTER BUTTON, I DID NOT HIT YOU!!)

but that's only if you do something wrong, isn't it...? I'm curious, and I want to try it..."

frowns uncertainly. "It's true, but bad things tend to happen in situations like these. It happens all the time in movies."

already cutting open the doll and replacing it's insides with rice. "But that's the thing, isn't it? This is real-life-curses are always

different in real life than they are in movies."

stifffens in shock. "W-Where did you get the doll?" And he even has the rice? Now he's really starting to be worried.

looks around for America for help but it seems like the 'hero' has conveniently disappeared.

"I bought it, of course." He replies, stitching it back up. What else does he need...? Ah, right...a pencil, saltwater..."You should

probably go now, Kiku...unless you want to get involved, of course."

In all honesty, Kiku would run as if his life depended on it. But he didn't like the idea of possibly being the last person to see England

before he disappeared. "No... I'll stay and help. Just in case."

blinks, staring at him for a moment before shrugging and going back to setting things up for the game. "Alright, if you say so...do you want

me to put your name in the doll, too?"

If he let himself be truly honest, Kiku would answer "no". But he's not good with honest opinions, and he didn't think England should be

alone is this. So instead, he says, "Alright... since we're already doing this, we may as well follow the steps thoroughly."

nods, scribbling Japan's human name on a piece of paper and putting it into the doll. The instructions said that they also needed to include

"a part of themselves"...pulling out a pair of scissors, he cuts off a lock of hair. "Good point...though, you don't have to do this if

you're frightened."

Frightened? Kiku doesn't think he is, even if he feels fairly uncomfortable about this. He's been through many wars after all, and he's

even fought Russia once - what could be more terrifying than Russia himself? So no, he isn't afraid. He's just cautious, because he's Japan.

He pricks his finger to draw a few drops of his own blood, signalling the firmness of his resolve. "I'm ready to do this, England-san."

nods, holding the doll underneath the raven-haired man's finger so that it falls into the hole, staining the rice a crimson red. "Alright..

but if one of us ends up getting possesed, the other has to promise to leave and get help as soon as possible. Deal?" The whole situation

a dangerous air to it-nonetheless, that's what excites him, and he's terribly curious.

opens his mouth to protest but when he sees the look on England's face, he pauses. He didn't like the idea of leaving a friend behind in

danger, but he knows England has a point. What good can it do if both of them were endangered?

He nods reluctantly. "I understand." He watches his own blood seep into the rice. "What do we do next?"

sews the doll up, placing it on the bathroom sink before handing Japan a cellphone and a cup of saltwater. "Drink this, but don't swallow

it or spit it out-it's supposed to cloak your prescence if we do manage to summon the ghost. When you're ready to end the game, text me on

that and we'll both have to find the doll and spit the saltwater out onto it. Do you already know where you're going to hide?"

nods to show he understood all the instructions. He looks about and spies a nearby wardrobe. "Yes, I do. Where will you hide, England-san?"

holds tightly to his own cup, not sure whether he should be feeling terrified or exciting. "Yes, I do...though, I don't plan on hiding for

too long. I want to actually see this thing...oh, and Japan?"

really has to admire England for his bravado at times. He himself would prefer not to have to see anything too disturbing. "A-ah yes?"

him a small smile, turning the television on before going over to the bed, which he plans on hiding under. Not the most comfortable, but..he

won't be there very long. "Good luck."