Complicated Love: A Minecraft Story

Chapter 9

Herobrine sets me down in front of a large stone cliff, gently releasing me.

"Y/N... ever since I first saw you, I knew I had to have you," Herobrine says, his voice a soft whisper in my blocky ear. "You're so beautiful."

Despite the fact that he just kidnapped me, I can't help but blush at the compliment, my square cheeks flushing red. "Thank you, I guess. Anyways, where are we?" I ask.

"This," Herobrine says, walking over to the cliff and flicking a hidden lever. "Is my secret base."

I gasp as the cliffside opens up to reveal a well decorated hallway, with multiple doors lining the sides.

"Follow me, Y/N, I'll show you to your room."

Herobrine's words remind me that I'm in danger. 'I'll play along for now, but if there's an opportunity to escape, I'll take it.' I think to myself as I follow Herobrine down the hallway.

I try to read the signs over the doors as we walk by, but Herobrine sets a fast pace and I can't quite make out the words. I stop walking for a moment when I hear a shrill scream coming one of the doors, and squint to make out the words on the sign. I only manage to read the word 'dungeon' before I feel a strong, blocky hand on my arm, pulling me away.

"Don't worry about that," Herobrine says as he drags me down the hall. "It's nothing."

'What the fuck... is he torturing people?'

I silently follow Herobrine down the hallway, too scared to do anything else.

"Ah, here we are." He says, pushing open a door labeled 'Guest Rooms'.

"How big is this place?" I ask, my curiosity overpowering my fear.

"Oh, I don't know," Herobrine says, turning towards me with a smile on his face. "At least 3000 blocks by 3000 blocks. I've spent years building my base."

"Wow, that's a long time."

"Mhm," Herobrine says, opening another door. "This is your room, Y/N. If you want to find me, I'll be in my room, which is at the beginning of the hallway." He smiles kindly as he leaves my room.

I look around the room, impressed. Multiple bookshelves are along the wall opposite the double bed, which has soft, luxurious purple (rectangular, of course) blankets. Bored, I look through the bookshelves, trying to find something to read, but they're all written in a foreign language. Sighing, I put the books back into the bookshelf and leave my room to ask Herobrine if there's anything to keep me occupied.