Adventures of Sebrina: Finding for Lost Parents

CHAPTER 14: TRAPPED IN THE HUMAN WORLD

===Human World===

~~~Sebrina's P.o.V.~~~

I woke up in a totally different world.

The trees and grass were not pixelated. There were many, different shapes. There are also stuff in this world that Minecraft doesn't have.

I sat up, and saw different Mobs. Some resemble Parrots, some resemble Chickens. These feathered Mobs were very colorful and pleasing to my eyes. Their wonderful chirps mesmerized me.

Then, I heared a strange sound.

Broom! Broom!

I turned around, and saw a very large, Minecart-like thing. It was color red. It zoomed in front of me, the wind swishing my hair sideways.

I looked around and smiled at what I saw:

There were these Mobs, taller than Endermen. They looked like Minecraftian Humans. If I were beside these tall creatures, I would be reaching only their hips or waist. They are chatting in a language I cannot identify. Some were smiling, some were angry, some were sad, and some... Somehow had no emotions.

They are the fearsome, and harsh Humans.

I hid behind the large tree, once I saw a Human pass by. I whimpered in fear.

They can kill me in one strike, and they are totally invincible. No matter what sword you use, they will never get a scratch.

Humans in this World are like Minecraftians, very unpredictable.

Especially if they saw me.

They'd probably freak out.

I hid myself under the shade of the tree. Pity I couldn't punch it, get planks, and make a little cottage in here. There are also no caves. Dad and Uncle Notch taught me how to survive in the Overworld. But things were totally different.

This was the Human World, after all.

I felt my  stomach grumble.

I opened my inventory, and took the Shulker Box full of food out. I took a piece of steak, and ate it. I sighed in relief.

This food will probably last me for months.

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I walked away, searching for something that I can build as a shelter. Crafting tables were practically very useless in this World. I roamed at night.

I held out my sword.

I will defend myself if any Zombie, Creeper, or Skeleton will get out. But I was surprised:

Humans were roaming at night, not holding any weapon. They aren't even worrying about their safety!

I slowly walked away from my hiding place. I crept to a pile full of hard, paper-like material. I took the rough material, and got two, long sticks. I ran to the tree I'm hiding, and set up a little shelter.

When it exactly rained.

The weather was very cold. Humans ran to their huge cabins, some bringing out a piece of cloth mounted with black sticks, and could be opened up. They raise it above their heads, and they walked home without getting wet.

"Brr... It was so cold...", I muttered, shivering. I looked around for a makeshift quilt, and saw another one of this paper-like material. I took it, and pulled my 'quilt' up to my shoulders.

"Aah... Much better...", I mumbled, feeling the warmth of the material. I fell asleep, a few moments later.

===The Next Day===