crunch! crunch! every noise the doctor heard sickened him, making him almost faint at the horrifying sounds. CRACK! The doctor shrunk at the awful din. The screams of his apprentice stopped, and he could only think the worst when all went silent, except for the sound of light foot steps. They were moving closer and closer to him, at a slow but steady pace. Dr. Lothar new the creature was close, and even though he wanted to die for what he had did, he knew that this creature would bring him something much worse than death. The doctor shivered in fear at the memory of the old books he had read, depicting an ancient legend of a beast, half man, half something unknown. The books had stated that when the creature returned, the world would be thrown into chaos and engulfed in flames, until the creature was silenced once again.
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"Hey, Theo! Wait up!"
"Hm? Whose calling me?"
The young man stopped climbing the Mountain side to look around. He had black hair, was about 5' 6" tall, and had green eyes. His regular blue shirt was a little worn, and he had on some slightly torn blue jeans. As Theo turned around on the mountainside, his hair waved in the breeze. He scanned the entire slope, but there was no one in sight.
"Must be my imagination", he thought.
He continued to climb, even when he reached an extremely steep wall of obsidian. Halfway up the wall, he grabbed a loose rock, and almost fell.
"OMN! THAT WAS TOO CLOSE," exclaimed Theo.
Suddenly the mountain began to shake, and a loud roaring began to echo all around Theo. Soon, Theo saw where the noise was coming from. At 70 MPH, mounds of snow were hurtling towards him. He had triggered an avalanche! He began to panic, forgetting what he was supposed to do in this situation. And in his panic, he tried to outrun the snow to the base of the mountain. In moments, he was covered in it, unable to move or breath. Then he heard it again-
"Oh ThEo, DeaR THeO. THis iS wHaT haPpEns to ThOSe wHO DoN't dO WhaT i sAy~ If oNlY YoU haD LiSteNed to wHAt I SaID eaRlIeR, AnD waItED, yOU WoUldn'T bE DyiNG rIghT NoW~"
Theo was numb, not from the piles of snow above his head, but from pure fear. The voice reminded him of someone, or rather, something. In a flash it came back to him, but it was too late. He was suffocating, unable to tell the world what it desperately needed to know. He just hoped to notch that someone, ANYONE, would find his home, and actually read the books he had written. For they could hold the answer to ending a horrible nightmare, more ancient than the world he was leaving. The world that could disappear if the nightmare wasn't stopped.
He began to gag on the snow, for his body was forcing him to try and breath now where there was no air. Moments later, Theo passed out, his skin changing color. In a few minutes he had turned from a light tan to a dark blue. Soon everything stopped. He became stone-cold, and nothing was moving. His body wasn't even trying to force him to breath anymore. And no one knew he was gone, for he had been living alone in a log cabin for some time.
Then, there was cackling. A cackling that only grew louder with every second that passed, ringing through the mountain range, across the continent, throughout the entire world. Something was growing, something so horrible that could destroy galaxies if not stopped. And everyone knew it, too, for every minecraftian throughout minecraftia could hear the noise of the purest of evil. A sound so bone-chilling and indescribable that those who tried to recreate the sound either failed horribly or died trying.
