So back from the break. Here you guys enjoy.
Jonathan's P.O.V
When I wake up, I am able to stand up. "Whoa what the hell." I think. I run up the stairs and dig my way out. There, everything is weird. The grass, it's lighter, the cows have wings, and there are yellow leaves, not an ugly color, but a sun shade of yellow. Then I look further and there is hell. Literally hell. Lava lakes replace water, there are netherrack trees, with flaming branches, and undead animals. "Whoa." I walk along the border that separates these two amazing worlds. I just keeping walking, hoping to find an end. But isn't that what we always do. Look for the end. Why don't we look towards the beginning? As soon as I think that, I whirl around and start running. Where is the start? My mountain. I sprint back, and look. Deformed monsters are appearing out of a whole in the ground. Each of these demons splitting to their own side. These are not mobs. They are the demons of the heaven and hell of Minecraftia. They hold huge, gold swords, and shiny shields and armor. Are they going to fight? But they don't. They rise out and assemble, but… they just kind of… stand there. Not blinking. Just standing there like statues. What the hell is going on? Am I going crazy?
I blink and nothing happens. I try touching a demon from the heaven's side. My hand passes through. Then I try the hell side. My hand passes through again, but when I try to yank it out, it takes a lot more effort. It was like… like- it was trying to make me stay. Shit. Weird ass shit. I pull really hard and tumble back into heaven. I get an idea. I dig up a dirt block and chip away some netherrack. I throw the dirt, and the netherrack into opposite sides at the same time. As it does. The dirt turns into a block of netherrack, and the shard of netherrack turns into a silver of rich dirt. "What the hell?" I mutter. I pace around trying to think, but end up laying down. Black ash acts as clouds on my right, and fluffy marshmallows are located on my left. I just look up, trying to get some goddamn rest. What to do. I lay down exactly on the border and close my eyes.
BOOM! I jump. What the frick?! A huge thunder has clapped from both sides. Scorching blocks not two meters away from me. Then I realize what this is. It's a mirror. I gasp. It is a good mirror and a bad side. Both reflect actions, doing the same thing. But what the hell does this mean. Am I even alive. Is this where people choose to go when the die? Or is this real? Notch and Herobrine created this world. They shaped the Overworld, Aether, and the Nether. They created the "players" and mobs. They created the wither and The End. So what is this place? A mix in between? The clouds clear, and the sun reaches its noon part. They both collide and I am thrown away, blasted clear off my feet, skin boiling, senses, failing, and all erupts into utter chaos. Then I darkness bores into my eyes and I slip away. Will I die? Can I survive? What is happening. All these questions whirl in my brain, and my head hurts. I need to sleep, my head hurts, I feel sick and I can't breathe. Maybe this is the end for me. Or is it? I wish I could go back to sleep, and not go the village blacksmith shop. No, that as old. Back when I was a kid. I can't even think straight. Then I can' think at all.