The door opened, allowing light to pour into the room. I was blinded, having been in the darkness for hours.
"Get up." Someone commanded. I didn't recognize their voice. They must be new.
I did as told, struggling to stand up. I had to use the wall for help. I felt like I was going to collapse. I hadn't eaten in three days, and It made me feel horrible. My stomach groaned.
"Come on, move." He, assuming it was a male, growled. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me hard. I fell to my knees.
"I said come on!" He tugged me to my feet. I felt his hand. It was...furry? Once out in the sunlight, I could see him.
He wasn't human.
I was honestly terrified. I just stared at him, too frightened to move."
"What are you looking at?" He spat. I hung my head down, but said nothing.
" I should hit you. But I'm not going to. Be happy." He pushed me along. I had no idea where he was taking me. I usually headed to the left to do my work, which consisted of digging and mining. Most men did that. The women, which there were very little of, farmed.
We never asked to be here. We were taken against our will. I just hope someone find us soon, before we die.
He continued taking me down a dirt path. I'd never been in this section of the camp before. There was a building in the distance. It was made of stone brick. There were no windows and the iron door in front seemed to be the only entrance.
He pushed me into the building, closing the door behind us. It was light by torches. Crafting tables lined the walls. People stood at them. I've never seen these people before. They all looked sickly, like they were going to drop dead any minute.
He pointed to an open crafting table.
"That is your new work station." He explained. "You will be crafting armor, tools, and weapons for now on."
I nodded. It's better than using all my strength to mine. But, was I really that ill? Everyone here seems so sick. Was I like that? Was I going to die?
He handed me a stack of iron ingots and a stack of wood. I knew what I had to do, it was pretty simple. He walked away, leaving to building.
I never learned his name. Or what he was.
I began crafting, turning the wood into sticks. It didn't take long for me to use up all the iron. I held a sword firmly in my hand, or as firmly as I could. I bet if everyone had iron swords, we could easily kill the guards. Sure, the wore enchanted diamond, but will all of us, we could do some damage.
I shouldn't think like that, though. They would kill me for thinking that. I looked at my reflection in the sword. I didn't recognize the person who stared back at me.
He had long, brown, matted hair. Dark bags were under his tired brown eyes. His face was sunken in. He was so skinny. He looked like a corpse. Worse of all, he was me.
I didn't want to believe it. I looked like everyone else in here. I looked like I was going to die.
"What are you doing?" One of the guards asked, grabbing my shoulder. I stared down at the sword. I contemplated stabbing him in the face, where he was unprotected. Sure, I'd be killed after wards, but maybe death was the answer.
I decided against it, and replied with, "my job."
He glared at me. Finally, he slapped me. I knew he wanted to the whole time. Few people turned to see what had happened.
My face stung. I was used to it, though. I've been hit almost everyday for almost a year straight. He took the sword from me and shoved more iron into my hand.
I crafted for hours. I'd used at least ten stacks of iron. We were allowed to stop for the day. Almost everyone collapsed to the ground, laying against the crafting table. Few people chatted. I sat down.
The creature from before, the one that took me here, came into the building. He handed everyone a carrot each. It felt so good to eat. Maybe this wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Of course, I'd rather not be here at all. I'd rather be at my home. But, that wasn't an option anymore.
He walked over to me.
"There's just something about you." He mumbled. "You're so different than everyone else."
"So are you." I shot. I could he him try to hold back a smile. He walked away.
It's strange. He gave me a feeling of safety. That everything was going to be alright. That I'd survive. I only met him hours ago, though. All I wanted to do was...hug him? I'm not sure why. Maybe because he looked like a teddy bear and he was so soft.
I laughed at my ridiculous thoughts. Soon, I drifted off to sleep, along with everyone else in the building.
"Everyone up!" A voice yelled. I groaned. I just wanted to sleep more. I forced myself to get up, so that I wouldn't be hit again.
Today, everyone was given cobblestone and coal. We were told to make stone bricks, something I had no idea how to make. All I knew it that flat stone was required. I followed along with everyone else and made a furnace, which was placed right on top of the crafting table. Everyone loaded the furnace with the cobblestone and coal.
It took a while, but all the cobblestone was cooked. I watch as everyone crafted the stone bricks. It was pretty simple, just four stone blocks.
The day was long. It took a long time to cook up almost six stacks of cobble and turn them into stone bricks.
Again, we were given a carrot at the end of the day.
I was given two.
I found out that the creature is a 'Bacca' and his name is Jerome. I don't understand him. He'd be killed if anyone found out about how he was treating me. I told him that. He didn't care.
" Why are you here?" I asked him.
" I don't really know. " He answered. We snuck away from the building. He told the other guards that he had to use me for something. They agreed to let him take me.
I don't know what they thought he was going to do to me. Perhaps as a sex slave? I didn't really want to know, either.
" I wish I could leave, though. I don't know what I expected. But, I can't leave. They'd slaughter me. No one outside of here is allowed to know about this. So, if I was to escape, they'd find me a kill me." He explained.
"Do you know why they took me? Was there something about me that they needed?"
"They take anyone who they can get their hands on. It's as simple as that. But, we should get back. I don't want them to catch on to us talking. We'll both be killed." I nodded and he gently helped me to my feet. We walked back to the building. He shoved me in and pushed me back to my crafting table.
"Sorry." He whispered. I knew he didn't really want to push me. He had to. If he didn't they'd question him.
He left the building and I didn't see him again that day.
Today was something different. Everyone in the entire camp was gathered up outside. All guards wielded diamond swords. I didn't like this at all. I didn't see Jerome anywhere. Before anyone could react, many people were stabbed with the swords. They fell to the ground.
We, the prisoners, screamed and gasped. My heart sank, realizing this was the end. We'd all be killed.
To make it quicker, they began placing TNT down everywhere. Just one blow would kill anyone. Someone grabbed me from behind and sprinted away. I struggled to get free. I didn't want to die yet.
"Quit squirming!" My kidnapper hissed. I realized it was Jerome. I relaxed a bit, but soon tensed up when I saw guards chasing after us. They shot arrows. Thankfully, they sucked at aiming.
Jerome darted into a forest. I'm pretty sure we got away. I couldn't hear them anymore. My heart was racing and I wanted to cry. I would've been dead.
Jerome pulled me close to him.
"It's going to be alright." He whispered in my ear. He wrapped his arms around me.
I think that was the first time in a year was genuinely happy.
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