First night
Ring...ding-ding went the Minecraft music. Steve awoke to find himself in the Overworld.
"Well, better go find some trees," he hummed, "I'm a little player, a player, a player. I'm a little player, in the Overworld."
Chop-chop-chop...POP! Chop-chop-chop...POP! the trees said.
"Wood, crafting table, sticks, pickaxe. Awesome!" Steve exclaimed, "I got everything I need!" Steve started off on his journey. He passed by a mountain and got some cobblestone and coal. He passed by a field and cooked some steak, pork, and chicken. Steve also sheared some sheep. He realized that it was almost night, so he built a bed. Goodnight, Minecraft, he thought, and fell asleep. He had a dream that he built the end portal. He also saw a timer ticking. "15...14...13...12...11...10..." it said. Is that me? Steve thought in his dream.
