"The-there's no escape. THERE'S NO ESCAPE! AHAHAHAHAHAHA! LA LA LA LA! I'M TRAPPED IN HEEEERREEE!"

Steve sat in the corner of his little netherrack cave, slowly rocking back and forth. It had been three weeks since Steve had realized that he had become trapped in the Nether, and he was starting to go mental. As a pigman walked in, Steve maliciously grabbed the pig by the lapels and began shaking it.

"YOU! I KNOW YOU KNOW I KNOW YOU KNOW I KNOW THAT YOU KNOW WHERE THE ESCAPE HATCH IS TO THIS GIANT SUBMARINE OF FIRE AND SMELLY ARMPITS! WHERE! WHERE?!"

The pigman oinked at Steve in confusion.

Steve threw the pig outside by the seat of its pants. He sat in his corner once again and started to cry. Steve's armor lay in the other corner of the dark red room, tattered and cracked to the point of breaking. His shirt was covered in sweat and rips from various monsters that he had killed, and in the corner there laid a huge stack of golden nuggets. All those nuggets, Steve knew, that were pointless to be collecting now. Steve walked back outside.

He went over to the stronghold from which he had received the rods of fire. He began to gaily frolic around the strong hold as if he wasn't even aware of his predicament. He ran past a room, not giving it a second thought. However, when he took a double-take, he realized that there was something different about this room. Steve saw a small, black chest with a glowing eye in the middle of the lid. He opened it with anticipation, only to find that the chest was empty. He screamed at the chest and slammed the lid shut. Steve then proceeded to sit in the corner and rock back and forth again, laughing manically. However, after about 45 minutes, Steve regained his composure and stood up. He looked inside the chest once again, and noticed a small brick inside of it. He took out the brick and examined it thoroughly. It smelled like freshly cut grass; that was a smell Steve hadn't known for almost a month. He quickly took out the netherrack he had in his pocket, and put it inside of the chest, vaguely spelling out the word,

"H E L P".

Steve waited for a moment, and the blocks of netherrack started disappearing one by one. Steve became extremely giddy at the thought of this contact with the outside world. Finally, FINALLY, he might have found a way out.


The bishop had finished giving his sermon that day, and began to question the other villagers about the whereabouts of Steve. The bishop hadn't given much thought to the fact that none of the villagers knew. He assumed that Steve must have gone back to his regular home in the forest.

That was when all of the villagers began to notice a thick black cloud of smoke blocking out the sun.

That also happened to be the exact moment when the villagers noticed the ginormous roar let loose.

The bishop looked up into the sky, and saw a huge dragon as dark as night coming straight at the ground. However, when the dragon made contact with it, the sand and rock around the huge beast evaporated. The earth beneath the Testificates began to shake.

"Everyone! Get inside of the houses!" The bishop shouted. As the villagers followed the command of the bishop, he glanced over and noticed a sea of black figures. This time, however, they did not look friendly. The bishop ran into the woods to a secret bunker of which only he knew the whereabouts. He ran inside and slammed the door behind him. He grimaced at the sound of the thundering roar let out by the dragon. The bishop went down his ladder into his bunker, where inside was a glowing purple portal, along with a black chest. The bishop began to empty his pockets into the chest. However, when he placed the first brick in there, he saw that it mysteriously vanished. The bishop quizzically looked into the chest, and then saw bricks of red start to surface.

"H E L P"

The bishop quickly ran inside his portal. Just as he did, he heard another roar let loose by the dragon.