Chapter 5
Numb
"You got to be more like me." His father had said. He had done exactly that… He wasn't just numb from the cold fall night. (Fall had started a day ago and it was already cold!) His personality was numb. Boring. Not only had the redbull of healing saved his life, but changed his life. He was killing monsters in the most creative way he could think of. Training for his brain and for him in general. When a skeleton shot an arrow at him he would dodge it, roll towards the skeleton jump up and kill the skeleton. He was done with the boring ways to kill a monster. When he thought he'd killed all of the monsters he heard a familiar sound. "Ssssssssssssssss." He rolled forward grabbed the skull of a skeleton and threw it at the creeper knocking it over. He ran over to the creeper and stabbed it in the head. He felt adrenalin pumping through his body. "I've become so numb I can't feel you there." He said quoting his favorite song. He pulled the sword out of the creepers head and started off to the village. He thought he saw something but shrugged it off like he had the 'day' before. He let himself into the house with a key that was given to all of them. He walked to his room while thinking about everything that had happened. He laid down ready to sleep after all the fighting and killing.