Survival Till The End - DISCONTINUED [A Dream and George Story]

Waiting for Sunrise

I grab the neck of his shirt and drag him with me, retreating as fast as I can. The creeper explodes, taking a few monsters along with it.

George immediately rights himself and moans. Me dragging him might have hurt him a lot. I apologize to him and he turns on me angrily.

‘You just saved my ass, what are you apologizing for?’ he yells at me. I grin and look back at the scene. Two zombies come towards us, and I slay them both.

‘Did you get any food?’ I ask him. He nods, pulling out some mutton from his pocket.

‘Ok. Eat it.’ I instruct him. He looks at me like I’m telling him to punch himself or something.

‘Just eat it! It’ll help you!’ I tell him. He scrunched up his nose and puts a chunk in his mouth.

‘God, this tastes disgusting.’ George's face contorts into a grimace. I give him a push, still wary of our surroundings.

‘Stop being picky and eat another.’ I say, looking out for other hostile mobs. George pushes me back.

‘I’m not eating any more, it tastes so bad!’

‘George, eat it already! Your health needs to regenerate, do you want these wounds forever?’

I glance at him. His face has an expression of surprise, but I’m not going to waste any more time explaining things to him.

‘Eat it. Trust me.’ I say, but become preoccupied when a skeleton in the distance tries to shoot us. In a move of awesomeness, I stop the arrow’s course by holding my axe up, and after glancing at George again, move to kill the skeleton. George's wounds are healing when I come back.

‘So you heal by eating food? This is cool.’ He says, glancing in awe at his disappearing wounds. He stands back up, health fully regenerated. Or at least I hope.

‘Ok, listen. I want you to build us a house. It doesn’t have to be big, just four walls and a roof is enough.’ I don’t look back at him since I’m scoping out the area, but I hear no rustle of movement behind me which says that he hasn’t moved. ‘George, just do it. I’ll stand guard.’

‘Okay,’ he replies and I hear him moving around, placing blocks. That was surprisingly quick.

I kill all mobs that try to reach us, and become increasingly aware of my hunger and the tiredness in my limbs. I want to rest, but this is no time. My axe is surprisingly sturdy and is extremely sharp, as it kills the mobs with one blow.

About ten minutes later, George calls me. ‘Clay, how do you make a door?’

‘Do you have the crafting table?’ I call back, pushing my axe into a spider's head and cutting it in half. I try not to look at the disgusting sight in front of me and move away to avoid a creeper.
‘No, I left it behind.’ He yells back. I sigh.

‘Make another, then place six blocks vertically on the bench.’ I try to describe the recipe as good as I can while dancing away out of the reach of the creeper. It refuses to blow up, so I have to kill it manually. At least we have gunpowder now.

‘Vertically how?’ comes George's reply.

‘Uh, place three first and another three next to that,’ I tell him and sit down to give myself a rest, spotting no mobs nearby. The night is chilly, and the cold draughts of air hit my face. It’s helpful, cooling me off. I take a second to assess my injuries. Not many, but god they hurt.

‘Hey Clay, there – AAARGH!’

In a flash, I’m up, moving towards the tiny house George has made for us. But it’s no longer a house now. Wooden planks are scattered around on the ground, and the roof is floating in the air unaided. I didn’t miss the sound of the creeper explosion. I hastily walk over to George, who is slumped down in the wreck, shaken and moaning in pain. His hair is singed and his skin is blackened, and I see to my horror that one of his arms is missing.

‘Oh no. Oh no no no.’ I plunge my hands into his pocket and take out all the food he has. A few mutton, a ton of pork and a considerable amount of beef. He must’ve been hunting all day long. I pull out some stone and hastily craft a furnace, looking over my shoulder all the time for threats. I shove the meat and some coal into the furnace, then to my horror realize I have to manually light the thing. I craft a torch, heave a sigh of relief when it comes out lit, and poke it into the furnace. The coal catches on fire and cooks the food agonizingly slow.
‘Hold on, George. Hold on.’ I cast a terrified look at him. He’s caught sight of his stump of an arm, and has given up on trying to mop up the blood and is just lying on the ground. I kill a zombie that comes within reach of us. George has fainted.

‘Come on.’ The food is still cooking. I stick a finger under his nose and see that he’s still breathing. ‘Come on, you stupid furnace. Please.’ I give the furnace a kick for good measure.

Finally, the first bit of food cooks and I try to wake George up. ‘George. Come on. Come on, get up.’

His eyes are half closed and all I can see are strips of eyeball.

‘Come on!’ I tear away a bit of the meat and stick it in George's mouth. My eyes catch a movement to my right and swing out with my axe. It catches on a spider's body, which falls over, dead. I force George to swallow and poke another bit in. It immediately goes to restoring George's arm, and I can see the bones recreate themselves, the flesh and tendons knitting themselves in. I feed him more meat, and his blackened skin heals itself. He’s still not waking up, though.

I leave him for a while and tend to the shelter, picking up wood and putting it back into place. I slaughter mobs reflexively, guarding George's unconscious body. I take the food out once it’s cooked and put it away. I reach into George's pocket once more, searching for the door he made. I find three of them and quickly put one into place. The shelter being taken care of, I turn my attention back to George. We should be safe for the night.

I sit down beside him. The room is pitch black, so I dig out my three extra torches and place them in the shelter. I lean back against the wall and watch George's unmoving body, waiting for sunrise.

[A/N]

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