Ch.4:

"To begin with, you are here. My people call this place Terraria, but I call it Earth. Why, I don't know, but there you have it. Second, there are 'lizard people' here because we've always been here. Third, I just am. Fourth, I am asking myself the same question. I mean, now there's a pink Lihzahrd with no head crests and scales, but has that… stuff on his head. That feels quite soft, by the way."

I stared at Emilon in disbelief. I was too shocked to really move. This was all too sudden for me. I felt I was on the verge of melting down.

"AAAAAAAAaaaahhhh…."

She looked at me, trying not to smile.

"Dude, you're gonna make me laugh again. Stop. Pffffttttt…"

I hung my head as Emilon started laughing again, probably remembering my first panic attack. I stood again, this time angry.

"OKAY, WHATEVER YOU ARE. LET ME GET ONE THING STRAIGHT. IT'S NOT OKAY TO LAUGH AT SOMEONE WHEN THEY'RE SCARED HALF TO DEATH! NOW LET ME GO!"

She just stared at me. Emilon slowly moved to the side, and I stormed to the exit.

And was promptly greeted with a floating eye with blood-dripping veins on its back.

"NEVER MIND. I'M STAYING IN HERE."

Emilon looked afraid.

"Demon Eye…"

She walked over to a painting on the wall and ripped it off its wall mount, which was a rusty nail. Behind it was a wooden sword and a wooden bow.

"Ericon, take the bow. You'll hit it with arrows from behind me, and I'll try and hit it with my sword. Another thing, don't try to hit me with the arrows, please."

She tossed the bow and a few arrows at me, and she picked up the small sword. I began to panic. What else could you do when a freaking DISEMBODIED EYE is floating there!? I swear it rolled its eye as if it was saying;

'Oh great; he's a panicker.'

It began to drift towards us, blood dripping from limp, floppy veins. Emilon took a mighty slash at it, a look of fear on her face. It instantly died, blood flying everywhere, two halves rolling across the floor.

I began to scream. I dropped the bow and began to run around in circles again. A very strong hand grabbed my shirt collar.

"Quit panicking! It's dead now! Stop!"

I slowly calmed down and stood there, shaking.

"See, look. It's dead now. Just calm down," she said, trying to ease my fear.

Emilon kneeled down in front of me.

"You okay? I don't see any scratches."

She ran her hand down the side of my head, examining me for any injuries. Her eyes were filled with concern and had just a twinge of positive energy behind them as well. I pulled back in disgust.

"You... killed it. Why? It was alive."

She smiled and shook her large head.

"And it wanted to snap you in half. I've seen so many good men fall to those things. Those Demon Eyes are relentless."

A groaning sound came from outside.

"Not zombies again. Ericon, please don't panic again. You'll just attract attention to yourself."

"WAIT… THERE ARE ZOMBIES TOO!?"

"I said quiet," she hissed.

"You need to be quiet. After I kill the zombies, I'll get us some of my food, okay," she said, forcing a smile.

"ZOMBIES, THOUGH! I- MPHHHHHHHH!"

Emilon had clamped her hand over my mouth and hissed at me;

"I told you to be quiet!"

*MOOOOAAAAAAANNNNN...*

"...oh, great. Ericon, meet the zombies."