Chapter 5
Author's note:
Thanks for the review's guys! In this chapter it's a mix of Peter's and his wife's P.O.V
Peter played with his crafting box now that he knows how to use it. He also showed a few people how to open it though he couldn't show them how to actually craft because they had no resources. He walked home and managed to make a wooden sword by himself.
But soon, it got dark. Soon after the sunset those same moaning, hissing and rattling echoed through the night air. And even with his sword, Peter didn't dare go outside.
But something forced him. A small, high pitched scream echoed in the dead, night air. And it sounded…familiar.
Abigail. His wife-no, no, ex-wife. But still. But maybe it wasn't her.
Another scream. Peter couldn't bear it. He jumped from his couch and ran out his house, forgetting to close the door. But he didn't care. He followed the screams and soon he saw his ex-wife running towards him, her face still looking beautiful. Even though it was a cube.
But then he saw the creeper behind her.
"Peter!" Abigail yelled. Peter ran towards her, and in the last split seconds as the creeper grew heavily, about to explode, Peter grabbed Abigail by her hand and threw her two metres away. And then everything turned black.
Abigail's P.O.V
Abigail screamed as Peter was pushed by the green things exploding force. Peter turned red for only a seconds before falling to the ground, his sword bouncing from his hand.
"No," Abigail whispered and her head sunk slowly.