While my eyes were not open, I was technically awake once I got the sleep I needed.
But something about the atmosphere around me... didn't feel right. Instead of the smooth mattress I had fallen asleep on, I felt like I was atop... grass. Each little blade of it was poking into my side menacingly. Somehow, I just didn't feel right, and somehow, I knew that I was somewhere different.
Then, like a curtain on a stage, my eyelids opened, revealing to me why I had been feeling this way. And when I did, I was almost entirely convinced that this was a dream of some sort. But in a dream, the main plot of whatever your brain wants you to see during sleep just sweeps quickly before your eyes. Never does one thing happen for more than a few seconds.
But I sat up, staying in the same position for at least 5 minutes. However I had gotten here, it was entirely too real.
Whatever happened to me overnight, I was now taking in the sights of blocky trees, a pig or sheep here and there, a huge mountain, and an almost completely blue sky with little patches of translucent white clouds. Somehow, I had ended up in the world of Minecraft.
Once I finally realized where I was, I slowly stood up. But if I was in Minecraft, the first thing I had to do was think Minecraft. I looked behind me. The sun appeared to only be rising. I breathed a sigh of relief at this.
Then, I walked over to a tree. Now, I actually had to punch it instead of pressing a button. How hard was I supposed to punch? I eventually gave it a light hit. That was all it took for me to get a block of wood. It seemed to take much more strength when playing the game… but I couldn't let that be the majority of my thoughts.
I spent time walking around and punching trees until I had 20 blocks of wood. That was about enough. But how was I supposed to craft these into wooden planks and a crafting table? I stood there, deep in thought.
I wondered if maybe pushing these materials together would do the trick. There was no sort of accessory around that would let me access the crafting menu. That seemed to be the only thing that would work. So I tried it.
And it worked. All the wooden blocks I had were now wooden planks. Now everything was going to be a breeze!
Then, something strange appeared. Above my head, a black box with text within it appeared. It was the achievement for getting wood.
And when I looked back down, I saw that I suddenly had something on my wrist. It was some sort of touchscreen with silver metal around it. On the touchscreen was the standard Minecraft crafting grid (4 squares). Below it, it listed all of my inventory, which at this time was a stack of 64 oak planks plus 16 birch planks. I smiled. This would be plenty enough to build a shelter.
So that's what I spent the day doing. After creating a crafting table and a chest, I realized that I only had enough wood left for the walls of my soon-to-be house. I had the wood to build this wall exactly 4 blocks high, with 18 left to spare.
I opened the door I had crafted as well to get more wood for the roof. To my horror, the moon was rising in the distance. I was out of time for today.
I quickly stepped back into my shelter (a house isn't a house without the roof). While the wall was probably enough to keep even Endermen out, I still felt absolutely vulnerable. But what could I do about it now? The distant sound of an Enderman told me that alas, the game mode was not Peaceful. Meaning that there were mobs out, meaning that no matter what difficulty the world was at, it was too dangerous to go out.
As I used the rest of my wood to make sticks, a sword, and torches (which I immediately lined my walls with), then leaning against the wall, my head on my wooden chest, I kept weary eyes on the top of my shelter. My only danger now was spiders. I kept sword in hand, but I was having trouble staying awake. So finally, I dozed off. If anything crawled in here and killed me, it would most likely send me back to reality. I was once again convinced that this was a dream.
However, when I opened my eyes next, it wasn't to reality. My first sight was the oak wall I had built.
I turned my baggy eyes up to the sky. The moon was in the dead center of it.
I was awakened not by the attacks of a spider (thank goodness). I was woken up by the sound of a Creeper being damaged.
Someone else was here.
I stayed absolutely still. Although I was completely surrounded by wood, I was paranoid that wherever this Creeper was, it would notice me. I didn't need that happening on my first night here.
Then, it was vanquished. I heard the sound of a couple of gunpowder being picked up.
Then, voices.
"What was that?" a graceful feminine voice asked in horror. Whoever she was, she almost sounded like she was going to pass out from shock.
"No clue," said another voice, this one coming from a male person. "… Oh, I remember! It's called a Creeper."
"I see why now," grunted an even deeper voice.
Then, I heard footsteps fading away into the night. I laid my head back down onto the grass, my fatigue almost completely wiped out by my sudden shock. Those voices were frightfully familiar…
Then, I remembered the thing I noticed before heading off to bed in reality. The 2 games, Minecraft and Sonic 06, stacked, with a bright light between the two.
But that had to be completely impossible. Something like that couldn't just… happen… could it?
Instead of scanning for spiders again, I closed my eyes, deciding on my objectives for tomorrow. The very first thing I would do is to add a roof and windows to my house, then mine with a wooden pickaxe, get stone (maybe even some coal or iron), and wield a stone sword.
Why? Because even if I had to venture far from home, I had to find out if my theory was true.
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