Forever There, Forever Watching (A Minecraft Herobrine story)

Chapter 3: Minecraft

One more reminder and then I'm done: Read my friend's story if you like this one!

Enjoy!

I woke up in an obsidian chamber.

And I don’t mean that I respawned.

I, Lia, woke up, physically and literally, inside of a chamber made of Minecraft obsidian.

Needless to say, I freaked out.

There was a wall of iron bars on one side, and a redstone torch on the opposite side. Everything was pixelated, looking exactly like it was in Minecraft. I was still me. I didn’t look like Steve, the default character, at all: I didn’t have a block for a head, I still had a neck, I still had legs and feet and shoes, etc, all of which were blocks on Steve. I shakily stood up and wrapped my hands around the iron bars; they felt coarse, like if I gripped too hard, I would cut myself. I peered around outside and saw that I looked to be in a Stronghold. They were always underground and always infested with monsters. This terrified me for several reasons: I was in survival mode; I was myself (both of those contributed to the fact that I could get hungry and hurt); the mobs that lurked here, like Creepers, Zombies, Creepers, Skeletons, Creepers, Endermen, Creepers, Creepers, and even Creepers; the End Portal, which, if I found it, would transport me to the End, in which I would have to fight the Enderdragon that would kill me, if the Endermen didn’t get me first.

Seeing no other option, however, I knew I had to get out.

After a bit of poking around, I realized that everything here was exactly as it was in Minecraft. Punching things mined them. It hurt my fist to punch the iron, but after a short while, I succeeded in both making my fists bleed and opening the door. I mined the redstone torch off the wall and, holding my left knuckles in my mouth, exited. I listened closely for anything. The stone hallway curved to the right, and there was a staircase just inside. I climbed slowly. I was beginning to get extremely nervous -- even more than I had previously been, which is saying something. The silence was unnerving. I should have encountered a Zombie, or a Skeleton, or something. But… there was nothing there. It didn’t seem right.

And of course it was made scarier by the ladder that appeared right in front of my face.

I was extremely wary when I saw it. A ladder? Leading up? From Herobrine? Whom I didn’t trust? At all? What do I do? Climb it? Mine it? Leave it alone?

Finally I did what you do with ladders. I put the redstone torch back on the wall, and I climbed the ladder.

After a minute, it got dark and a lot harder to climb. I was in the upward tunnel, which was now so narrow that I slammed my elbows into the wall each time I moved them, for at least ten minutes. My arms were screaming when I finally saw the sunlight overhead. I fought to keep going. Finally I broke through and took a deep breath of the fresh air. I laid with my legs still in the hole, flopped on my back, and caught my breath. I walked over to a nearby hill and took a block of dirt; I took the ladder off of the topmost block in the hole, let it fall, and placed the dirt on top. I didn’t want to have any more to do with it.

I stumbled away. I was in a plains biome, with an oak forest in sight. I don’t know how I managed to put one foot in front of the other in order to get to it, but I did, and I somehow shimmied up a tree. I fell asleep instantly.

And of course, I woke up the minute a Zombie groaned from beneath me. I rolled over in the tree and stared down. These things looked like they did in Minecraft: green body, blue shirt, indigo pants. A short way away was a Skeleton, which was mostly silent except for sounds when they burned or shot an arrow. And then, beyond the four Zombies and two Skeletons I could see, was a Creeper.