Minecraft Short Stories

Lost in Time

  She woke to a hissing noise, as her eyes fluttered open. She was immediately confused by where she was, but she forced herself to stay calm and scan her surroundings.

  She was in a lab, or some sort. She was in a pod, with a bed, which she was lying on, and was ringed by glass, which was sliding away, making that hissing noise.

  "Notch?" She asked when she spotted a familiar figure. Her voice creaked, as she rubbed the sleepiness out of her own eyes. She had the feeling that she had been asleep for a long, long time.

  The figure walked over with a friendly smile,
" Hello, Kara, long time, no see. How are you feeling?"

  "Fine," She said," just thirsty." Then her stomach growled in protest, she looked up sheepishly ,"And hungry as well."

  "Come with me, my dear," Notch said, "I have some food prepared for you."

  Kara gladly stepped out of the glass pod, which strangely resembled a coffin. She didn't get killed in there and resurrected, didn't she?

  She hoped she didn't.

  "Come," Notch told her, gesturing to the door.

  She took her first step, and her legs trembled with the strain. She was surprised, but she had the feeling that she had not used her legs for a very long time.

  In fact, her body seemed alien to her. She remembered it, but at the same time, the last time she used it seemed to be a long time ago.

  She walked, shakily, barely managing not to fall over, and with the help of Notch, she made it to a table full of food.

  Her stomach howled even more fiercely, and she dug in, not even minding her manners. She was famished and incredibly thirsty. She downed a glass of water, and another, and a glass more before she finally stopped.

  Notch chuckled," Take it easy, don't eat too fast or you will choke."

  Kara heeded his advice, and began to eat more slowly, gradually refilling that hole in her stomach. Soon, her stomach no longer gnawed at its walls, and her let out a satisfied sign.

  "Where is this place and why am I here?" Kara asked Notch, which was the first question she wanted to ask since she woke up.

  "Sit tight," Notch said," it's a long story."

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  "Five centuries?!"

  "Yeah, I know, it is bad timing-" Notch winced as Kara cut him off.

  "Could you even have asked me first?" Kara demanded. She knew it was unwise to yell at the creator of Minecraftia, but she didn't care. She needed answers.

  "Hey, " Notch said defensively," he asked for it. I didn't make the decision."

  "Then why do it?"

  " I just didn't argue with the guy who did."

  Kara let out a enraged huff. How could he? How could he let Notch put her in a coma, and freeze her for five hundred years? Five freaking centuries!

  "Then where is he?" Kara demanded," At least tell me where he is."

  Notch winced yet again, he sure wasn't used to being yelled at by a pretty lady," Well, I honestly don't know..."

  "So, let me get this straight. I got drunk, and when he woke up, he told you to freeze me for who knows how long, without my permission, and you really did, and you woke me up, like, after five centuries, and finally told me of this."