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The sun had just risen over the hermitcraft jungle. It was warm, a fine mist rising over the nearby lake and trees. Grian went to replace his bandages and make breakfast. He grabbed a muffin and a banana from the cupboard and sat at his desk across the hall. Leaning back in the chair, he began to write.

Dear journal, today I plan to meet with mumbo and scar. I feel sick knowing this is my fault but I need help.

Grian sighed and sat up. He left the small note and stared out the foggy window.

I hate being alone.

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Only carrying a backpack full of essentials, Grian headed to Scar's house.

The path he had made was now tattered, and he was surprised how empty the jungle felt.

Firmly holding the sword, he continued. He swiped at any brush or bamboo that had fallen in the path. The storm last night was brutal.

When he arrived he cautiously climbed up the ladder.

"Scar?" He questioned, "Scar? Anyone? Hello?" but was met with no response.

Oh my god scar, you better be here.

He wandered around the strange house. It smelled of various perfumes and displayed many colorful crystals.

"Scar?" He asked again before sitting on his bed, "No, I bet he's just at the shopping district or something." Grian couldnt bring himself to believe the worst. It couldnt happen, it's just zombies.

"Welp," he continued, monolouging to himself, "I'll guess I'll just leave him a note then."

He reached into a bag for a pen and stood at the table in the main room.

Hey scar, wonderin' how you're doing. I'm sure you know about the prank, and I actually need your help reversing it. Yeah, I know, but I'm sure i can pay you back somehow! Best wishes- Grian

Hmm, that'll do.

Hes placed the note in an obvious fashion to be sure scar didnt miss it.

"Aah, okay, well I guess I'll head over to mumbo's now."

Grian slid down the ladder as he noticed something in the corner of his eye. The sun hit the golden fabric in a way that it glistened.

He sauntered over to it, a purple hat, with a soft yellow rim. Torn to shreds, it sat on the wet grass next to the tunnel exit.

He gasped.

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Hey guys, I know these are short and I was wondering if I should make them longer or add more detail? I'm up for criticism and questions so ask away! Thanks, and have a good day from me to you. <3

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