The viruses brought them, strangly enough, to Canada's house.

"Malware will deal with you." The viruses snarled in monotonous unison before opening the door and throwing them in.

Canada was there in the hall, gazing at a few pictures he had framed before turning to face the other countries.

"Hey." he simply greeted.

"What's the meaning of this?" Germany demanded.

Canada smirked. "Why don't you follow me, then."

The viruses let go. The countries had no choice but to follow.

Down the hall. Into the garage. Through a hidden door to the...basement? Looking around, Russia could see masks hanging from the walls. Creepy rabbit masks, like what the viruses were wearing. In all different colors.

"Which one, Al? I'll let you choose yours." Canada offered with a cruel smile.

America backed away. Canada lunged forward and grabbed his jacket collar. "Since you won't pick, I'll do it myself." He snatched a blue furred mask with red eyes and slammed it on America's face. 

There was a scream as he frantically tried to get it off while Canada held it on with one hand.

"Shut up." Canada hissed, pressing the mask on harder.

At some point, America went limp.

"Good little virus." Canada snarled, throwing his brother aside.

England screamed out of rage, fear, and sadness. "ALFRED, NO!!!!"

"Shut UP!" Canada slapped England. "You will ALL come with me now."

Now the countries were being led into another corridor, which looked like...a jail. People wearing masks were either screaming, crying, or both. There was one woman wearing a purple mask who cradled her dead baby.

Did Canada let the baby die?

Canada opened a cell up and tossed the countries in, one by one.

"This must be a mistake!" France pleaded. "You can't just-"

"Yes. I. Can." Canada glitched out, then back in.

Even Germany was scared. "W-who are you?"

Canada laughed, his voice becoming demonic as he glitched into another, more rabbitlike form.

"I am Glitchtrap."