Chapter 3: I'm so dumb

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It didn't take me long to dicover the books that lay in the back. They all shimmered and glowed, kinda like a witches splash potion bottle, but also had something wonderful!

Each one was neatly named and printed. One cover I came across was the most intriguing of the bunch,

A crafters guide: Volume I

The basics of building and crafting necessary needs for basic living. A vary long name (and a thick read too) but non the less I opened it. My eyes flew across the page sucking in every word about crafting,

Chapter one

When begining to craft one must alway find wood. For with out wood you will never be able to protect your self, scarcely be able to feed your self and almost never be able to build shelter. When you have your wood one must always create a crafting table. 

I read every inch of it by the time the sun rose again and decided not to read,

Volume 2: Advanced methods of protection and gaining pets,

until I could do the basics. Sun light hit through the hole into the cave; taunting me. Looking around for another exit a thought came to me, 

Who put all this stuff down here and if I entered by accident then there has to be a real door to outside somewhere?! 

I moved all around the stone floor, searching for some way of exit.

Nothing! 

That's when something that only a crafter would think came to me!

I need a SHOVEL!

A shovel was an easy find, considering all the chests were labeled. I had grabbed a book about digging and started strait away. A quote from the digging book rang in my head as I choice a spot, 

Rule 1: Never dig DOWN. 

A pretty good rule considering you never may know when you might fall into a unknown cave system. I chose to dig through one of the walls farthest from the hole I had had made in the roof.

Pixels of dirt and gravel covered me head to block, causing me to dislike digging even more then sun light. I hadn't reached 15 blocks through before a hallway was revealed to me. It was a very beautiful hallway, covered in white stone and torches. Down one end of the hall was a door; 

don't tell me I dug for nothing! 

I went to the door and sure enough, it led straight into the chest room.

I'm dumber then a SQUID!

 I walked down the other end of the hallway. Which went on for EVER AND EVER AND EVER AND EVER AND EVER AND ECT. The end of the hall was just a plain ladder that led up to a trap door.

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