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nordicbaltic[There is the sound of shuffling, and the voice is low and tired when the young man speaks, a mix of worry and fear in his words. He very obviously tries to not be heard by whoever is close by, and has to will himself to not shout.]
Latvia? Please, Latvia, answer. Lithuania? Why... where are you? Please answer.
Mr Russia seems to have taken me to another house while I was sleeping, I don't know where it is, and I can't find either one of you... Mr Russia, if you're listenig, please tell me where they are.
[A pause. Waiting.]
You are still there, right? You didn't vanish. We've all been through worse. Please, answer.
Latvia? Please, Latvia, answer. Lithuania? Why... where are you? Please answer.
Mr Russia seems to have taken me to another house while I was sleeping, I don't know where it is, and I can't find either one of you... Mr Russia, if you're listenig, please tell me where they are.
[A pause. Waiting.]
You are still there, right? You didn't vanish. We've all been through worse. Please, answer.
