Hi guys! Second chapter, here we go! WARNING: this chapter is much darker.

STUPID DISCLAIMER NO ONE READS: I don't own Minecraft, Zombies, logs, swords, or wood. The only creation is the main character.

He first heard the sound of moaning. He realized it may be his own stomach, so he grabbed a piece of raw steak that he got from killing a cow earlier on in the day. After eating it, the sound had not dissipeared, to his frustration and slight awe. He had no idea what it could be, as there seemed to be no wind in this new world to distress the trees.

He then made a mistake. He looked over the side of his safe place, the one place where nothing could harm him, to see darkness. The darkness was overwhelming, swallowing him up. He quickly pulled himself together and backed away from the end. Nothing could hurt him in his tree.

Until he bumped into something.

It was slimy and gross, and made his heart stop dead. He had no idea what the strange object, which seemed to be his height, could be. His mind came up with the most horrific things he could think of, until he could bear it no longer and slowly stepped away, turning around as he did. He still could not see a thing.

Until it stepped closer.

It let out a soft moan, and in the back of his head he put 2 and 2 together to realize that this must've been the source of the noise. As he examined the strange creature, he saw strong clothes, that as he thought of it, realized they looked the same as his own. As his eyes slowly creeped up the hideously similar creature, he saw something abnormal. It had one massive feature that took up almost its entire face: it's nose. It was roughly the size of half a block. Once he finished his exam of the creature, he felt a sigh of relief as he realized it seemed harmless.

Until it stepped even closer, and smacked him in the face.

Shocked, he fell over, tripping over himself and falling on the ground. He felt his leg snap as he thought he probably broke a leg. He started limping around, waiting for this terrible, terrible nightmare to be over. He hobbled away, feeling safer and safer as he got farther away. After running for roughly a minute, he sat down, feeling like he was out of the clear.

Until he heard a hissing noise.

He stopped dead, dreading for what this next noise might mean. He turned around quickly, fearing the worst, and what he saw was completely unexpected. It was a green, box-shaped spotted creature with four legs and no arms. He had no idea where on earth the Server had got the idea for this creature. Wait, what? Why did that word pop into my head? He asked himself. The Server, the Server, the Server... He played with the word, rolled it around his mouth. Then he remembered the matters at hand.

But it was to late. The sad creature exploded, sending him flying, breaking his head, and he laid there, dying.

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