Canada's POV

All four of us talked around until about 5 pm. Romano decided to log out to eat his pasta. "Che? That's weird." He said.  " I couldn't fu**ing find the log-out button." He said. "It's below the settings." I said, opening my menu. But to my surprise, Romano was right. "He's right. I can't find it anywhere." I said to Spain and Prussia. Spain looked at us, and sighed. Suddenly a grumpy brit, and a frenchman walked to us. I read the brit's name, and saw that it is England. The frenchman was named France, so it seems. "ohonhonhon...what are mon petit lapin worrying about?" He said in a happy tone. Spain told him about our issue and he froze before saying, "B-But I have a hair appointment now!!!!!" He screamed. "Couldn't we just log out now?" He asked. I shook my head. I am abnormally calm now. "We can only log out through that button. We can't move our real bodies. " I said. "It's strange. If they wanted us to log out, they could just log us out of this server." I said again, my face still as calm as ever. "It is weird. They could just log us out of the server. This problem would pose a threat in this game's future.

Everyone was silent, the fact sinking in.

Suddenly we were forced to teleport.

To be continued...