Chapter Five: A Warning
Alaya didn't know what to think about the story. Herobrine seemed real, but the story was a little strange. Her stomach rumbled, since she had been out there for a bit, so she came inside. Chad and she discussed the legend and planned what they were going to do.
There was a knock on the door. Chad opened it and a messenger stood there. He handed a scroll to Chad and waddled away. Inside was a scribbled note written by a flamboyant hand. It read:
" You must flee the village at once. Take everyone and everything you can. Start another village somewhere where no one will find you. The one you fear is planning to attack and destroy you. He does not want to think about the possibility of someone defeating him.
From a friend"
"Quick, gather all of the village people, tell them to bring everything they can and to get out of here," Chad said frantically.
"Why?" Alaya gasped.
"Herobrine is coming." Chad whispered.
Alaya quickly ran over to the mayor's home and told him the news. He gathered his people in the village square and announced that they were moving. The village people had an hour to pack up all of the items they could and be ready to move. He told Alaya that he knew of a place where they would be safe.
"Over the mountains in the east is a place hidden from the outside world. With cliffs on either one of its sides and a spring in the middle, our village will be able to thrive there," the mayor said sincerely. "You and your friend have been a great help to my people. My only fear is that other villages might be in danger as well."
Alaya had not thought of that. There could be hundreds of other civilizations that face Herobrine's wrath as well. She rushed to the house and saw that Chad had packed all of their belongings into four chests. They were on a large cart that had much more space in it for other chests. He also had made five more of the colossal carts for the rest of the villager's things.
"All they have to do is label their chests like we did and we will be ready to leave." Chad said.
After the hour had passed, everyone was in the square with their things. The adults piled them up onto the stone carts and lifted young children onto the tops so that they didn't have to walk. Alaya and Chad were among the many people that pushed and pulled the carts with ropes to the east. The mayor was at the front, guiding the way. It wasn't that hot, so this task wasn't too hard.
Chad, while pushing the cart, saw Alaya interacting with villagers. Her charisma could be seen from a mile away. The smile that spread across her face was as pretty as the morning sun. And that laugh! It tinkled in a way that filled the soul with pleasantness.
It was early evening when the group made it to the mystical oasis the mayor spoke about. The scenic area was even more beautiful in person. Animals roamed freely, plants dotting the mountainsides. A clear spring blossomed in the center. People 'oohed' and 'aahed', and pointed and gasped. The decision to move was a good one, with no one wondering what Herobrine was doing to the remains of their village as they unpacked the chests.
Older people built the new houses and buildings as the children waded in a newly found pool of water. Everything was right in the world. As sunset approached, everyone (especially Alaya and Chad) worked briskly to finish the homes before nightfall. The homes were built and the light retreated behind the mountains.
Chad and Alaya's home was surrounded by a few trees on three sides. It was made of smooth gray stone with glass windows and wood edging. Inside was two rooms; a main room with chests, a crafting table, and a furnace, and a room for sleeping. The structure was a cozy little place where they could finally relax.
Everything was calm and peaceful in the young village. All of the inhabitants slept soundly. Especially Chad and Alaya, who knew that they just saved lives. But one question that filled their dreams, though, was who sent them the warning?