Journey of the Heart ~ Clownzy

An Uncovered Plot (8)

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Lifesteal SMP Newspaper
13th October 2007

Selkhath Ender, a renowned explorer, scientist and inventor known across the whole land of the Lifesteal SMP, has recently been reported missing. He is famed for his research into the enderman species, a neutral mob with unique teleportation abilities. It should be noted that they will only attack humans if provoked, or if their eyes have been stared into. They also appear to be intolerant to many liquids, the most curious one being water. Little else is known about this creature.

Selkhath was last reported to have been speculating about the possibility of there being a third dimension that housed this species. His current location is unknown. If you have seen, heard or know anything useful about his whereabouts then please contact us using the communicator number below.

~ Clown ~

"The stronghold? We don't even know if it exists!" Branzy paced up and down the room.

"Well, that's where they say Selkhath, that researcher who disappeared a long time ago, vanished." Clown responded thoughtfully.

Branzy shrugged, seemingly replying that he guessed it was worth a try.

"In this letter, there is apparently a blueprint of this stronghold and coordinates to it." Clown continued.

Branzy carefully picked up the coffee stained paper and scanned through it's contents. On the back scribbled in rushed handwriting, he noticed a set of numbers. "Aha, here it is!"

53636, -64, -4462

"But what do we do once we get to this place?"

"I'm not sure, I seem to remember reading a book Selkhath had written about his research. Many people laughed at him because what he was proposing seemed absurd at the time, but I guess he must have really been on to something. Maybe that's why he vanished." Clown furrows his brows. "Anyway, the book is back at the circus. Maybe we should look at that. Besides, we need to walk in the direction of spawn anyway."

Clown glanced back at the paper. Yes, it would be wise to go back to the circus briefly.

~ Branzy ~

Tired and exhausted from this seemingly never-ending journey, Branzy and Clown trudged down the same winding tunnels they had been through merely a few hours ago. They walked left, straight, then down a staircase, right, forwards and then left again, down another staircase and finally right again. Everything looked identical, from the same gloomy stone hallways with a bunch of scribbles on the walls to the eerie atmosphere. They might aswell be walking in circles.

"Clown? Are you sure you know where we are going?"

"Of course, you just have to trust my inner compass."

Branzy rolled his amethyst eyes and pressed his lips together, trying to suppress the imminent laughter.

Branzy smirked and gave him a playful shove. "Oh yeah? Your inner compass?"

"Yes! stop looking at me like that."

Great. They were most definitely lost now. No matter what Clown may tell himself, there was absolutely zero way he had an inner compass, Branzy simply refused to believe that. "Okay, if you say so." He murmed sceptically.

Seconds turned into minutes, which turned into hours. They had been aimlessly wandering the labyrinth of corridors until eventually, the hallway had opened up into a vast, circular room.