"Home Sweet Block Home"

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When we got to the house, Marrisa was at low hunger level, so she went to see if she still had any cooked porkchops. Jake and I explored to make sure this was truly our home. "Any differences?" Jake asked. "Nope. It looks just like in the game." I said. When Marrisa came back she said "Well, my hunger is back to full, and I pulled my iron sword just in case." "So, what next?" I asked. Jake said "We should try and find out what happened back at Flynn's house, what we'll call point A, to take us to what could very well be Pandora in Minecraft, point B." That did seem like the best idea, so we sat down on the step chairs we had made, and tried to figure out what the hell was going on. "O.K," Marrisa started, "We went to Flynn's house after school, and logged onto Minecraft." "Then we played as usual, in Pandora," I stated, "When the sun came up it was brighter than usual, and in the harsh light we saw a figure with pure white eyes, which any Minecrafter could recognize as Herobrine." Jake took up the events saying "We were then blinded, and woke up about two hours later here. So what happened?" This was a troubling dilemma. "We are definatley our characters though because Marris has her custom skin Flynn, you have yours and I'm assuming I have mine." A nod from Marrisa confirmed Jake's assumption. "So are we acctually in Minecraft?" asked Marrisa. "I think we are." I said. "Home sweet block home." said Jake. At that exact moment, we heard the dreaded hiss of a creeper. "We had better get our armor on." I said.

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