"Why?!" Amelia and I gasp. "You see he loaded into our world and killed my family! For fun!" Exclaimed Fred. "Why would anyone do that?" I asked. "Users." Fred snorted in disgust. "But Fred aren't we users?" Whispered Amelia. "Yes. But he had years of evil in him." Said Fred. "So, when I next saw him I-I killed him." Fred continued. "It's fine Fred you're still accepted here! We won't blame you for something that happened a super long time ago. Hey, let's go see the the dogs!" Amelia squealed. "Goody!" Fred said. When we walked into the dog's room their heads lifted up and they started wagging their tails. Fred started petting the dogs happily.
We all ate dinner around the table, a fine meal of steak and stew. For dessert we had milk and cookies. (We found a jungle and cocoa beans.) Fred patted his full stomach and said "Ah nothing like a fine cooked meal." Amelia laughed. "Your welcome Fred." She said. We all climbed into bed and had a goods night rest.
I woke up slowly, only to find Fred and Amelia gone and the house in ruins around me. "FRED? AMELIA?" I shouted on the top of my lungs, sprinting down the stairs and out the door. I see a bunker made out of obsidian run up to it and slowly but surely break the iron door down. I walked in, looking all around the way a super paranoid person would. What I saw in a big room down the long dark hallway terrified me to my wits end.
It was Amelia tied up in a chair. Fred had a knife to her neck.
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Quest for Justice
AcciónAbby and Amelia are obsessed with Minecraft, playing it whenever they get the chance. But when they get stuck in Minecraft, is it real or is it all just a dream?
