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"Ughh, what happened?" Slowly sitting up, I realize, I am in a small hut on a bed. Its walls appear to be made of wood, with a plain dirt floor, and a roof that looked to be made be laying logs down on top of the walls and adding caked mud on top. There was a single door, almost having fallen off the hinges by now, and I seem to be laying in a crude bed. It was just unrefined wool, laid over a few wide wooden planks. There was a single window high above the floor, a single shaft of sunlight trying in vain to lighten up the room. Slowly sitting up in the bed that I'm in, I hear voices coming from outside.

"and then I found some dead guy in the lake, you know, the one surrounded by the wall. It was as if he just fell out of the sky. He isn't anyone I know from our tribe, he isn't a hybrid, and he certainly doesn't look like a mob. I put him in the old shack, in case he somehow survived after all."

Seeing the door start to open, I wait, and try to think of what to do. Abruptly, the door opens, and I see the figure standing there. She had long red-brown hair, and piercing blue eyes. She is wearing a suit of leather armor, without a helmet. She has a quiver of identical arrows, and a bow strapped to her back, with a dagger at her hip. Her eyes open wide in surprise as she realizes that there is another occupant in the hut.

"Hello"

"Um, hello?"

"Could you tell me exactly where it is I am?"

"Why yes, you are in Minecraftia, don't you know that?"

"No." I sigh, realizing that I probably won't get any of my homework done. I don't even have my backpack.

After studying me for awhile, she asks,"What is your name?"

"My name is Lance. What about you?"

"Elyvine. Where are you from if not Minecraftia?"

"I'm not entirely sure."

"How can you not know where you are from? Surely you know where you grew up and such."

"Well, yes, but I don't know where I am from in relation to where I am now. I could have traveled back in time, gone to an alternate universe, or maybe I am dreaming."

Rolling her eyes, she tells me,"You might as well come with me. The elders will need to decide what to do. I get up off of the bed and walk over to where she is standing. Without another word, she looks at me and starts walking through the door.

Looking around, I see grassy plains filled with livestock, bordering a dark forest with glistening pools of water hiding beneath the trees. Looking further, I see a hill rising up above the plains. I look up at the sky and see a beautiful sunset, slowly dropping down, and leaving the world in darkness. Elyvine, a worried look on her face, starts looking around. Her arm flashes out, gripping my hand, blushing at the contact, but sure in her decision, and starts rushing us ahead. I open my mouth to ask why we need to hurry, but her silent glare of warning quickly shoots down my question, as I struggle to keep up with her. As we start to get closer to the hill that we seem to be rushing toward, I notice the mouth of a cave.

Looking off to the side, I see that the sunset has ended. I sigh as I look around and see shambling figures moving towards us on the horizon. As we reach the cave, I feel a slight tingling sensation as we pas through the opening and right past a small cage, with a zombie-like figure slowly turning inside of it. It was then that I started to hear the groans.

We rushed through the winding tunnels, slowing down a bit now that we were within the safety of the cave, the torches flickering softly on the walls. When Elyvine let go of my hand, I whispered, "Where are we going?"

"We are going to meet the rest of my tribe, they are just up ahead." she whispers back

As we go around a corner in the twisting tunnels, I see what she meant by her "tribe". We walk past rows of stone statues towering above us, to see the city that lies sprawled below the surface. Huge structure carved raw stone rise out of the ground, towering over the modestly sized houses sitting below, covered with bio luminescent fungus. Other, darker, shapes float above the rest, with thin rope bridges connecting them to the towering structures. And the path we are walking on, a road cut down below the rest of the city, cutting it in half, leads to an even larger pyramid of stone. Everything is seamless, as if the smooth stone of the cave formed everything naturally. But then I realize something I hadn't noticed before. We are the only ones here. The city is empty.

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