Steve woke in a field.
He knew not how he got there, nor why. But he knew that he had to do something.
Slowly, he rose to his feet. He looked around. Nobody to be seen.
He noticed a forest to his right, a village to his left.
He headed towards the forest to start with. He stopped in front of a large oak tree. Since he had no tools, there was only one thing to do...
He dug his fist into the bark of the tree. Over and over again, until the tree fell.
He collected as much wood as he could be bothered to, then left back towards the plains. Slowly, he built up a small shack. Nothing much, but it was home. He made a table, then a door. He then decided to take a walk into the village.
Hope you liked this part of the story! Until next time,
Ender OUT!