He wandered through the cold hallway back to the less dangerous-looking main room, where his men stood and he walked with them through the gates outside, where cool raindrops touched his body and flowed down him.

This cool air outside the building, along with the cooling rain, was not an unpleasant cold like the one he had to feel inside, this cool air was freeing and made the red Countryhuman smile as he closed his eyes briefly and relaxed as everything around him became easier. Each drop was like a tap on the shoulder for him, while the sound of the drops spoke to him that he could finally rest.

The red man took another deep breath before opening his eyes again. The rain turned everything a light blue tone. The stairs in front of him seemed smaller than before. His car was just a few meters away from him and everywhere there were those who were looking out for him and protecting him at all costs, which made him feel even more safe.

He took a step down one of the once high steps and as he went down, he felt like he was going in power. He hadn't felt so good for a while. He cleared the last two steps before Reich only had a straight path ahead.

Once again he drew the cool air deeply into his body, but this time it was no longer relaxing and just cold. He then quickly moved on, wanting to quickly return to the warmth of his home.

He ran to the car and a man held the door open for him so he could get in quickly. The Countryhuman quickly got into the car.

It was cold here too, but nothing compared to before. There was no longer a reassuring tap, but he could still feel it in his mind as the drops fell on the car.

The deep male voice that had brought him here now asked him: "Where can I take you, Mr. Third German Reich?" The man couldn't be seen well with the limited light on him. "Take me back to the harbor.", the leading Countryhuman ordered.

Reich saw someone running toward the car out of the corner of his eye. He looked through the car window with wide eyes. It was one of his men who gently knocked on the door of the vehicle.

The Countryhuman opened the door. The man immediately told him: "You have received a telegram from the Kingdom of Italy!" He opened his jacket and handed him the folded piece of paper.

Third Reich accepted the note and thanked him with a brief gesture before closing the door of the car again, whereupon the tires began to move.

The leader took out his myopic glasses and read the message from his friend and colleague, whom he valued. He would like to meet him for ice cream tomorrow. He wanted to tell him from his victory over Britain and that he wanted to invite Soviet Union.

Soviet Union wasn't exactly one to visit others, but Reich wanted to see him in person for the first time in many years, especially now that no one would stand in the way of their peace.

He knew Soviet wanted peace and quiet because he wasn't one to mess with others. Fortunately!

Would the Soviet Union even feel safe in Reich's house or was this too unsafe for the big Countryhuman? And was Reich safe enough to have him in his house? He had to be the one to take the first step.

It still took a while until they reached the harbor. Third Reich climbed onto the the boat and into his cabin. For him, being on a ship was a lot more pleasant than a plane, which could easily get shot out of the sky.

He sat down on his small, soft bed. Reich quickly decided to lie down and sleep to pass the time and get some rest. The Countryhuman brushed his teeth, closed the curtains and undressed so that he was naked. His men wouldn't let anyone in to him unless it was an emergency, because he hated being woken up and could get very grumpy.

He drank a few sips of water. He gently put his clothes aside and lay down on his bed before wrapping his blanket around himself. The blanket was cold at first until it started to absorb his body heat, as did the mattress and pillow.

Third German Reich closed his eyes, enjoyed the warmth and felt the ship moving. There were some waves, but these rocked the leader more into his sleep. It was quiet and relaxing.

As he slept, night fell and the waves grew higher. It was still raining.

In the middle of the night, the Countryhuman was woken up by a nightmare. He had no memory of the dream, but the fear was still present in him.

He lay with his head turned to the wall, which took advantage of his fear. In the sounds of the waves he thought he heard footsteps. He opened his eyes in a panic. However, he couldn't move. His body was frozen.

The image that played in his head was that there was someone behind him who had come to take his life. Everything was so dark, which only made everything worse. The room now seemed so tiny.

Reich pleaded in his head to stay alive and not be killed. He feared for his life for a long time before he turned his head. In his eyes, there were six figures standing next to his bed, seeking his life.

He soon heard his men outside the room. They weren't tense at all. The three laughed and were in a good mood.

Third Reich moved very slowly to his clothes and carefully pulled a flashlight from his pocket, which he turned on. The room lit up and he was completely alone. Nobody wanted to kill him. It was just a nightmare.

He sighed with relief. Unfortunately, he couldn't sleep with the light on in the room... unless he left the light on in the bathroom. He stood up and walked naked to the small toilet before turning on the light and closed the door to a gap.

He let the light of his flashlight go out, put it away again and laid down again. The room was no longer dark and calm returned to him before he fell asleep again.

As it grew lighter outside, the light shone through the curtain of his cabin. His window was on the west side of the ship, which meant he took longer to awaken from the light of day.

He woke up with a dream of flying and being chased by Americans who wanted to kill him. He was too fast for them.

Reich woke up gently. Only when he woke up on his own was he in a good mood and ready for the day, even if he occasionally slept until the afternoon. He couldn't stand alarm clocks or people who woke him up!

The Countryhuman moved his arms again and opened his eyes after rubbing the sleep from them. He laid still for a bit longer before slowly stretching to his clothes and getting dressed in bed before getting up and he also went to the toilet.

He then went to the door and opened it. "Have a pleasant morning, my leader!", his men greeted him and accompanied him to the table so that he could enjoy his breakfast. He ate his cheese spaetzle happily.

He spent a few hours looking out to sea and enjoying the infinity of the sea, which seemed so beautiful and yet so frightening and during this time he read an interesting book. After some time had passed, Reich packed up his things and prepared to dock.

Third German Reich was pleased to soon be back home. He agreed at the port in occupied France that he would like to invite Soviet in a week before he got on the train and waited until he was finally home in his wonderful Alps.

He was taken to his favorite ice cream shop in Schönau, where his old friend was already waiting for him.

He was wearing a light sweater that was slightly brown in color. He wore green pants with brown simple shoes, while Reich still wore his uniform.

"Reich!", Italy said happily, rising from his chair with a smile and shaking his friend's hand, who giggled happily. "It's also nice to see you again, Italy!", said Third Reich happily.

Both Countryhumans sat down in their chairs. The day was beautiful and the sun shone brightly on the two leaders. Luckily it wasn't as rainy here as in the former United Kingdom.

Italy looked at his friend expectantly. "Britain is defeated!", he announced calmly. The other Countryhuman was so excited and pleased that he shouted to the world: "Britain has been defeated!"

Reich's best friend always got loud when he had a lot of energy and he liked to celebrate victories. At times Italian Kingdom could be so loud that it could annoy Reich, but mostly he liked his style. He was more quiet and insecure while his friend was the opposite. Reich also looked up to him because of his character. Italy also looked up to Reich because he was mostly quiet and easily asked himself deep questions and his calmness allowed him to find many solutions, even if he rarely took the easiest one.

Shortly afterwards the person who brought them their ice cream arrived because they had ordered it in advance. Kingdom of Italy had several different flavors of fruit ice cream, while Third Reich enjoyed its plain vanilla ice cream. He loved his vanilla ice cream so much that he could eat it every day.