"I'd like to see you try," I said to him.
"I'd like to see you escape," Notch shot back.
I kept my mouth shut. Notch folded his arms.
"It's so sad," he said out loud. "Your powers could have been useful, especially with all the viruses going around on the computers."
I widened my eyes. "What virus?" I asked.
Notch snickered. "It doesn't matter to you anymore, you'll be dead in a few minutes. But let's take this somewhere else. Somewhere, where no one can ever find you again."
I balled my fists. I tensed. What did he mean by 'where no one can find me?' Notch brought over his laptop. I felt myself being sucked into the screen, like being sucked into a vacuum. I squeezed my eyes shut, and imagined myself in the game. Seconds past. I dared open a slit of my eyes. I saw bits of green and brown. I fully opened my eyes and realized where I was. I was in the game. I was in Minecraft. Them i just started to sprint. I tried to move my hands. And they were free of the ropes. Was I dead? No, I could still feel my shoulder. It felt numb, like I was drugged. That's when I ran. I ran and ran. Probably for a few hours or so. I finally found a forest and took cover there. I sat down for a few minutes. I stood up and looked around. I couldn't look at myself in first person, so I couldn't see what I looked like. So I just assumed I was my normal skin on Minecraft. A girl with long brown hair, a striped purple and white T-shirt, jean shorts, and black boots. I looked around me. Notch was no were in sight. That was a relief. But I still couldn't find Herobrine. Was this a dream? Was i going to wake up back into the strange white room, ready to be killed? Or was this really happening? I walked over a nearby hill. Was this a server? Was Adam going to be on it? Who am I kidding? Adam isn't going to be on Minecraft alone. But yet I still feel a small hope he was going to be here with me. Telling me everything will be alright. I looked beyond the vast grasslands. In the blocky distance, I was a small hut. Maybe there is someone here. I quickly ran over to it. I saw a gamer tag. It wasn't anyone I knew, but I still felt overfilled with joy. I quickly knocked on the door. A boy with a blue T-shirt and eyes with green and black headphones opened the wooden door. He smiled at me. Then noticed my shoulder, dripping with blood.
"You OK?" he asked me.
"Yea, just a couple of skeletons," I lied.
"Come in," he said. "I'll help you get back on your feet."
I thanked him and walked through the door. Could I trust him? Can he help me find Adam or Herobrine? Does he even believe in him? Or is he working for Notch, watching and waiting for the perfect time to strike?
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Why me? (A skydoesminecraft/sky media fan fiction)
FanfictionAre you ready for a book of cringy 6th grade writing? Well look no further than this book. It's so bad and the only reason why I'm not deleting it is because I like to keep all of my writings. So if you've prepared yourself, then be my guest. Otherw...