Literature
A long metal pipe - 2P Russia
Your fingers swept across many mysterious items: smooth, soft, lumpy, and some unknown to describe.
At a point, you fingers then abut onto an object that felt colder than any winters you have experienced.
Clutching onto the cold piece you hauled it out of the bag.
It was a long metal pipe.
Almost exactly the same height as you as well.
The blonde man who held the black bag shiver the minute he saw the pipe.
"Um...Russia isn't this pipe yours?"
Most of the people faced the 'Russia' guy.
"No, I have mine with me." He stated as he got it out as proof.
"Then who else has a metal pipe?" He asked to himself.
Out of nowhere, you were yanked off the