John Eastwood looked down at his paper, it was his homework assignment. He had to write a essay – and he was almost finished. The problem was that he could not think of how to finish. However – since he only got it today, it would not be due until Tuesday. So he had the entire weekend to work on it.
It was late, and he had no ideas, so he decided to go to bed. He could leave it for tomorrow.
SOME TIME LATER
John started to drift off to sleep – the peaceful place of night.
Saturday, April, 9, 2010
John woke to the sound of birds singing. Strange, he didn't remember leaving his window open. His eyes still closed he rolled over – right into the grass that was underneath him. Wait! Grass? Confused he raised his head, he was outside, there was a square of rocky ground around him, a book and two torches. But no other sign of technology – no buildings, no roads, no vehicles, and no people. He was shocked, startled, afraid, then realized – "Oh, wow, this is some dream." But just to be sure he pinched himself. That was weird, he felt it and he was blocky – like a he was made up of squares and rectangles! Then realized something – something Earth shatteringly scary. This was real, and every thing was made of blocks.
He picked up the book and began to read the cover. It said
'A first timers guide on how to survive!'.
The first page had written on it
'For anyone who finds this. This is probably the first time you've been here. If you want to survive, prosper and get back into the real world follow this book's instructions exactly. Read only one page at a time, this is to reduce the risk of confusion and disorientation. Look around, you have probably noticed that there are pigs, sheep, cows and chicken.' It was true, he had. 'However if you see anything that is clearly not one of these things, and is clearly not human, then run like your life depends on it – away from the thing of course.' Looking around he saw a green animal – it was a rectangle with four legs and determined, evil looking eyes. So he ran, and ran and ran.
Ten minutes later he went under a kind of overpass made of dirt. He still had his book, and had taken a single torch – it never seemed to go out. He could use it to start a fire or something. There was a flat area of ground in front of a cliff wall. Setting the torch into the side of the wall, he started to read the book.
'The first thing you need to do is find some wood. You can do this my going up to a tree and hitting it repeatedly. It will drop a piece of timbre. If you pick this up then put it in your crafting box you will be able to pick up wooden blocks. With these wooden blocks if you put them in a square they will create a crafting table…' It went on like that for a few pages. Thankfully, John was a fast reader so he managed it all by 2:00pm.
About two hours before sunset, John had already mined some rocks and coal, created; a stone pickaxe, shovel, sword, axe, and hoe. He had just finished digging five blocks in, three blocks high and two blocks wide. Then he turned to the crafting table and read 'How to Craft a door – necessary for surviving the first night.'
It said to put wooden planks in two rows of three, which would create the door.
He placed the door on the entrance which, as the book said to make, was two high, one wide and one long. Then he placed the door and stood back to look at it.
His stomach growled, he had been working so hard he hadn't even realized that he was hungry. The book had said, that while there was the possibility of bread and fruit, the first thing that everyone usually finds are berries and animals. That being said he took the sword and went outside looking for a chicken.
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