Home Away From Home

Chapter 2: Who the what hunh?!?!

I open my eyes, my head beating, my face on the bed. I roll around, and groan. Yesterday feels like a nightmare, but a good dream too. I sit up, getting a woozy feeling that tells me that I'm not dreaming, though I still feel I am. It takes me a few minutes to fully register my surroundings. What at first I thought was my bedroom is now a blocky room with my bed pretty much next to a wall. "What the..." I say to myself, and look to my left. A whole line of beds line the wall, and at the end of the big room, I see a figure in the distance, holding a knife. I let out an ear-splitting scream, and flatten myself against a wall. I can't see much in the fog, but I can hear shuffling growing louder. The figure gets closer and closer, until...

It emerges from the fog, looking puzzled. It looks at the bed where I used to lay, and looks back at me, smiles, and says, "Good. You're awake." I stare at him. "What do you want from me?!" I ask, raising my voice, and slouching against the wall. "Nothing. Don't you remember me?" He asks. He looks sad. I stare him up and down. He has a little earpiece thing, and tons of red lines on him. I think that's blood. Oh gosh, why does he have blood on him?! I throw that thought out of my head to make room for another: this guy looks familiar. I suddenly remember where that skin is from. DragonballZ. Never seen it, never thought of watching it, but someone special really liked it. I look over at my bed. It has a sign on it saying, "2besties' bed of dreams". Beside it, another bed. This one has another sign, saying "Horus365's cot". "Horus365?" I ask. He nods his head sadly. "You must've hit your head really hard." So that's why my head felt woozy. "Wait..." I trail off, taking a closer look at the room. "This doesn't look like home..." I gasp, realizing where I am. "What?! No no no no no..." I panic, breathing hard and heavily. "What's wrong?" He asks, looking genuinely concerned. "I'm in Minecraft, that's what's wrong!!!!!!" I scream. "Okay, just calm down. We'll find a way to get you out of here. You just have to trust me, 'kay?" Horus asks. I gulp. What choice do I have? "Well, I guess. I have no other ideas." I shrug. Horus smiles. "Sit at that table over there, and we can talk while I grill some lunch."
*************************************"You really can't remember a thing?" Horus asks. We're sitting down together at a table, a delicious plate of salmon and pumpkin pie in front of each of us. I made the pies, and I am pretty proud of my skills. I shake my head. "No, I can't. But the name Horus365 seems familiar. I just can't place my finger on it." He sighs. "Well, maybe it will come to you. Are you done your food?" I look down at my plate, with a slice of pumpkin pie left. I pop it in my mouth, chew, and swallow. "Okay, now I'm done. Why?" I ask, rising from my chair. He smiles. "I know someone that might help you remember."

Hey guys, 2besties here. Just so you know, nobody will die, nobody has amnesia or however you spell it, and 2b will get her memory back. Trust me. !)
Your friend,
2besties :) <3