Chapter 7
In Which The Game Totally Changes Around
Getting into the world of a video game through magical means, is pretty cool. Hell, I don't even play Minecraft anymore. Still cool. Puking all over said video game, not as cool. I puked up the entire contents of my stomach until there was no more, and a little more. Damn that button. What did it even do?
Oh. My house is gone. The button apparently restarted the whole fucking thing. So Jessie is either stuck on a world without me or got booted. I didn't really give a shit before, but now I feel like the shit I didn't give. Hell, I'm still depressed as I write this. Like holy hell, how is one this depressed over some random chick?
I'm probably overthinking it. Still, that was a crush that would've worked out. Can't think too much on it now. Now to check my surroundings.
It's pitch black and I'm in a sort of campground, with tents strewn about. I strain my eyes and see that there's a table with a rain fly over it, and a couple coolers and food boxes are on it. There is a trailer nearby, which I presume has extra gear and food.
I check my pockets and realize that I have a jacket on. I quickly threw the jacket aside to look at it. Brown jacket, kind of like the one Indiana Jones would wear. Nice. Checking myself I feel a microfiber shirt and Boy Scout pants, covered in my vomit. I realize something.
I'm not in Minecraft. I'm in real life, and I'm on a campout without gear except the stuff on my back. Super weird, to be honest. What am I saying? Of course it's weird. No time to check for details, I swear I heard something rattle in my jacket.
I picked up my jacket and rifled through the breast (heh) pockets and found the device I had. Except it had a safety cover and a knob instead of a button. There was a small reading with a needle on it, pointing to 'Real Life.' I attempt to twist the knob clockwise but it doesn't budge. Turning it counter-clockwise it goes to...
'Minecraft'
A small green button juts out from the knob, emitting a soft glowing green light. I turn it back to 'Real Life' and the button retracts into the knob. Neat.
Just in case the button didn't work out as planned, I put it back in my jacket's breast pocket and put the jacket on. I walked over to the picnic table and checked the boxes. Looking around at the campsite, it didn't look like a backpacking trip, and seeing how as there was a trailer here, I was probably fine stealing food. I opened up the boxes and took a couple rations worth of instant pancake mix and pre cooked bacon, and took some utensils and paper plates. I put all of these into the other breast pocket of my jacket and then I walked over to the coolers and grabbed some sodas and water bottles, and put those away in whatever pockets could fit them. I walked over to the trailer and saw that it was locked. I cursed under my breath and punched the air and cursed a bit more loudly. I bit my tongue and stomped the ground, and that's when it hit me.
I've transported to one of the best video game worlds to be in, and voluntarily took myself out of it, from a house that I built with my two hands, from my livestock who did nothing but take care of me indirectly, and most importantly, a girl who probably loved me as much as I did her.
It doesn't matter now. I could easily hitchhike back home, tuck the remote away in my sock drawer, and carry on with my life. But, that would mean leaving Jessie behind. I don't know if she got a remote or anything to help her out. She's strong, but the mere fact that now she's alone and subjected to the same stuff I was forced to go through for three days sends shivers down my spine. She doesn't even know if she's waiting for someone. Hell, she probably thinks I went and killed myself. I only have one thing left to do to see what happens, and that's pressing the button again and going back. I have the weirdest feeling that it won't, though. I don't trust it. I wouldn't trust to take me back to the same world, let alone my life.
I picked up the remote and took a good long look at it. Crazy to think that this remote caused this much turmoil inside me, and not just physically. I need to figure out what this remote did to me before I 'go back', if it even works.
Breaking into the tent closest to the trailer (which usually happens to be either the Senior Patrol Leader's tent, or more commonly the Scoutmaster's tent, the latter being the only tent with technology), I saw Scoutmaster Trey sleeping in his sleeping bag. Weird, considering he's not even in our troop anymore. In my attempt to shake off the feeling his phone buzzed and lit up. There were a couple text messages from someone named "Gamemaster."
Welcome Back!
Cliffhangers aren't fun. Ask Cliff Hanger of The Adventures of Cliff Hanger. I slid to unlock the phone, which looked like an old iPhone, most likely one without Siri. I've never really been into iPhones.
I see you skipped out on your main incentive to stay in Minecraft. Don't bother replying, I'm not that good of a programmer to receive those through time yet. So, listen. That remote is like, uber powerful. Don't mess with it. You probably already have a couple tumors from that thing. You need to go back, and you can carry back whatever you need, but you need to see Jessie. I'm going to place you three days into the future so you don't have to explain yourself to her once she finds you. With any luck, she'll be running to your arms before you can say "Please let me rest, I am about to throw up from repeated dimensional travel." Best of luck, Tal. I'll answer any questions you may have in another three days time. Instructions will appear on your front door. I believe in you.
~Gamemaster X
Kay. Got that.
With a renewed vigor and lease on life, I dropped the phone and went to the trailer. I used my feet to kick the lock down.
SLAM.
No use. Another couple goes at the lock only wake up everyone in the campsite, and I know I don't have much more time before word travels forward and time and screws me up. Or something. I don't exactly know what the hell is going on here, so I just grab the biggest part of the trailer, pull the remote out of my pocket, twist the dial, and press the big, shiny, green button.
All I see is color.
