Micci: Ehehehe. That's actually not Lava. It's acid.
Herobrine: Just move. Life doesn't mean anything to me.
Skybrine: *Opens Herobrine's diary, quietly reading: His eyes shined like the stars in the sky when we were at the Ferris wheel. They were beautiful. I don't see any points. No meaning in this world. Just to cause trouble...*
(In Demonsky's body) Sky: Is that Herobrine's poem writing style?
Micci: *Nods* Yeah, he sometimes prefers that way.
Demonlox: "For some reason, I don't want to move..." :)
