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The Girl From the New World Or, A 1983 Doomsday Tale through the Nations' Eyes St. Gallen–Altenrhein, Switzerland, Alpine Confederation. 8 July 2016. Facing the deceptively picturesque waters of Bodensee, there seemed to be nothing particularly notable about the airfield aside from an occassional fighter or helicopter from the Alpine Air Corps. Today however was different, with police and Alpine Militia alike keeping journalists – and potential troublemakers – behind barricades far from the premises. All while a small welcoming party assembled on the tarmac, complete with a small detachment of Landespolizei straight from

.: Austria :. Hungary tensed at the sight of him as he entered her hospital room. "Take one step closer and I'll kill you, Roderich," she snapped. He sat down next to her on a conveniently placed chair. He jumped up in surprise; the chair was the host of another guest. He gasped as he held up a familiar black box. "The ring is in there. I don't want it anymore." "Easier said than done in your condition," he replied, gesturing to the numerous bandages that covered her body and ignoring her second statement. She narrowed her eyes and sank back into her bed, helpless and well aware of it. "Why did you hold back?" Hungary recovered quickly an