Alone
Chapter I
Ok this is a new story I have thought up that has no definite or predictable outcome in each installment. This story features protagonist (or not) Dan and his search for not only the mystery of How? But for surviving the game of the overworld. This tale will be influenced solely on what happens in the game! By this I mean I have created a new save file solely for Dan. What ever Biome I spawn at, is where the setting will start(Note that I'm using Large Biomes for realism). As I continue playing this file, it will direct where this story is leading to. If I happen to die in the game, Dan will become severely injured in the story (i.e. Break a leg, and if worst comes to worst, dismemberment :O). So ultimately the game gets to decide what happens. Keep in mind That a conclusion is pre-determined. Though how he gets there is a wild card.
So without further ado, I present to you Chapter 1. Note that I kept this installment short merely to provide room for this explanation.
Blue sky. Pockets of sunlight. Moisture. Warmth surrounds my body as I come to. Clothes sweating profusely, I remain sprawled on the grass to which I have woke up on. Where am I? Why is my head throbbing? Was it the alcohol? Did I even drink last night? If so, How much? Wait, Do I even drink? I continued staring blatantly to the sky above. Why am I so confused?
The air smelled fresh of nature and I noticed a branch sporting dense leaves at my peripheral. I finally mustered the energy to roll my head to the right. Immediately a sludge of sweat squished from may damp hair into the grass as well as my face. Off in the distance lies more land and trees. Panicking at the thought of being lost in the wilderness I whipped my head to the left as more water seeped from my hair only to find the same outcome. I hastily got up, not believing what I am seeing. A thick film of sweat was felt lathered everywhere on the back side of my body. I looked around, unwilling to accept the reality. Incorporated in the ground was a vast and shallow network of water surrounding chunks of land that continued on toward the horizon. I stepped forth toward the brink of land in which I inhabited only to be accompanied by the distinct squish of water underneath my shoes. Looking at the source of the sound, I noticed water seeping from the soil below the scarce grass. That's when it hit me clean in the face. This is not sweat, but excess water from over nourished soil. I'm in a swamp. Of all places to randomly wake up, I'm in a swamp.
Dirty, groggy, and wet, I sat a nearby the stump of a tree to discover a source of reasoning behind this. Obviously, this is not L.A. This is not even near L.A. as the city resides in a desert, nowhere near the environment of a swamp. Wait, Louisiana? They have swamps there, do they? Wait, to my understanding and memory, Disney World was built upon a swamp, so then I can be in florida? Ok somewhere there. Some leaves fell from a branch in the distance. Ok, so it's only obvious that I'm in some remote area in the south. If I aimlessly search for a nearby town or village, I'm just gonna get myself hopelessly lost, so the best thing to do, is camp right here where I woke up. Obviously the search team should be able to come find me and rescue me. Will they? Wait, does anyone know I'm even lost?
So What do you think? Is it good? Is a bad? Is Dan a good Name? Or is this so terrible you felt the urge to hang yourself while reading?