Minecraft - - - Possessed

Prologue

Trent awoke dazed on the side of a huge mountain. Bright orange spots filled his sight from exhaustion. He looked around for any signs of life, but all he found was a small calf. He sighed at the hopeless animal as it bounded around the side of the vast cliff. Trent tried to remember why he had come here, but all that filled his mind was the sight of two tall men, and one woman slowly walking away through a burning building. He figured that he should probably start setting up camp in case any wild animals come and try to hunt him down. After about thirty minutes, Trent finally managed to get a fire started and a small lean-to built. He huddled under a pile of grass he collected, and stared at the blazing twigs as sleep slowly crept over his mind. While he was sleeping, a man about forty years old, silently stepped toward him. He wore nothing more than a thin, leather tunic and leggings, stained red from the blood of an animal or another thing in this wretched country.
"How are you alive?" He asked as he stared at Trent twisting and turning in his sleep. "No matter. We can always create a better dimension." And with that, he pulled out a small glass vial filled with a mahogany liquid, and threw it straight at Trent who woke up instantly when the bottle made impact.
Trent screamed in excruciating pain and jumped to his feet. All he could make out in the dark field was the shape of a man pacing around him.
" You must be very skilled to make it out of that fire alive," the man whispered to him. His voice was extremely raspy as if he were a ghost. "Do not worry, the pain will only reach your neck, causing strange illusions leading toward physical injury such as tripping, and coughing, eventually suicide. Your past life as you know it is over, and your future, is about to unwind."
The man took out a large stick from the fire, looked at every inch of it, and smacked Trent right upside the forehead knocking him out, and leaving a small burn in the shape of an eye.