The last Minecraft
The world of Minecraft, truly magnificent...Or, at least it was...I don't remember much...The world seem to be different, more mobs then the average day. As me and my buddies were on our daily hunting trip, something seemed wrong..Creepers and zombies were already spawning miday. We decided to head home, in hopes we can make up the lossed food the next day. As we were going to open our front door, we heard a sizzling. Ah, a creeper of course, we were prepared and jumped to the side. Surely we dodged a bullet, but as I looked to my right side, I saw a swarm of creepers, more than a spawn egg could release. I tried to yell to my friends but the sizzling blocked out my words. Before I could run, I was in a 4 block deep pit, with at least 5 blocks across. As I climbed out, I thought it would be smart to only pop my head up a bit. To my suprise, nobody was insight. I climbed all the way up to see another pit, twice the sizes of the one I was in. I peered down into the pit to see the bodies of my friends. I was relieved to see my friends lying down in the pit. But it hit me, why haven't their bodies respond yet? This couldn't be happening, we were the last people on this world...I can't be alone! I was about to collect their items in hopes they would respond later when I heard another sizzling and I ran for my life. I ran and ran until I fell into a canyon. I fell safely into water but this water had strong currents and I washed down. I tried to grab something, but there was nothing. I felt a sharp pain in my legs and then everything went blank...
End of chapter one...