Nether p1
Patrick's POV:
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Growl!" "Bang!"
I was shoving by back against the door, using all my strength to keep the zombies out of my cabin. Any minute now, I felt like the door would burst, and I would go hurling into those nasty monster's arms.
I looked down to check if my iron sword was still in my belt. Uh oh. It's gone.
I peered around my one-room cabin to see if it was at least still near by, just in case. It not on my table, not near my crafting station, not by the furnaces, not on my- There it is, on my bed! Only problem is, if I left the door to go get it, the zombies would get in.
Ugh. Speaking of the zombies, they were pushing so hard on the door, i could barely take it. My feet were starting to slide, and any second now they would break in. I had to take a risk. I needed that sword.
I took a big leap.
The zombies got in.
I grabbed my sword.
Time to kick some undead butt.
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Stuck in the Nether with a Hunter and a King
FanficA Minecraft-Based adventure, hope you guys enjoy! (: -Ham