A world of Blocks

Day 1

My name is Steven. I am ten years old. This is a dream. It's got to be! All of this is NOT real! I am currently writing this in a dimly-lit hole. It is probably midnight. I am afraid to go outside. I'll write here to stay sane—well as sane as possible.

This all started out as a completely normal night. I washed up, got into bed, and went to sleep. I woke up in a forest, or at least I think it was a forest? I think I must've fainted 'cause I don't remember much except for running. Oh, I ran, alright! I am not a fast person, but I ran. I kept running, trying to find a way out. I got into a clear spot. When I looked up, I saw a dark sky with little shimmering pixels (which I think are stars), and a gigantic four-cornered moon. Now I knew I was insane. After that, things got even crazier. I saw a weird walking, moaning creature in the distance. Now, I don't know what on earth possessed me to go closer to it, but I went. Then it tried to hit me! I ran away. I kept on running. Actually, all I can recall is me running and crying like a little baby. Then, I heard more moans and more creepy sounds. I kept running. Oh God! Then, I saw a light. Not the faint light given by the square moon and pixel-y stars. I saw a soft, orange glow. If you were being chased by zombies in the dark, you would go towards that glow, even if you had no idea what it was. I ran around a tree, and straight forward. Then, I smelled fire. I stepped in something liquid. I think it was lava. It hurt a lot. I kept running (avoiding the lava this time). I ran and ran. Oh God, I was so tired. I hurt all over! Then, I saw a different glow (a fainter one). This time, I was careful. I ran to it, watching my steps carefully. Then, I saw a mountain. It was made of stone, mostly, and at the base of it was a door. A DOOR! I didn't think twice. I ran inside and shut the door. I looked around me and I realized that I was in a hole, a hole in a mountain. Why is nothing falling on me? There are blocks of stone above me, yet they are flat, connected, and NOT moving.

In this hole, there are two torches. Well, at least I assume that they're torches. There is a block that looks like some kind of table. There is a block that resembles a chest, and there is a bed. Inside the chest, I found five—uh- apples, one sword made of wood, and this notebook (along with some ink). I can hear moans outside. What kind of place is this?

THIS IS A DREAM! THIS IS A DREAM! IT HAS TO BE A DREAM!—is it?

I will try to get some sleep. The zombies can't open doors. They're kind of dumb I guess.

-Steven