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I think I might be here by mistake. While I was exploring, this voice started yelling at me. Yeah, I know that’s weird- talking voices out of nowhere. But then again, there wasn’t much to be surprised about- after all, I’m in a video game. Can you believe that?

And it couldn’t be just any easy game. It’s Minecraft. Poor me, whisked out of my cozy home to try to survive in this wilderness. Why?

Anyways, I did the only thing I could do- answer the voice. I don’t know if it was talking to me, though. It kept calling me “Yumi” or something and told me to build shelter. For all I know, it could’ve been talking to another invisible creature behind me. It’s possible- but I don’t think it was, because the voice was talking about survival stuff. And if there’s someone who needs help surviving, it’s me.

The voice told me to hurry, chop some trees, and build shelter before monsters came out, so I did. (The monster part was key.) Then, using the wood I gained, I made a crafting table. Things went a lot smoother after that. I made a sword, axe, and shovel in about half an hour. Then, I used my basic tools to kill 3 sheep, from which I gained their wool. I’m glad the sheep were there, or else I wouldn’t have any material to make my bed.

I chopped some more wood with my new axe, which made things go a lot quicker. I used the extra wood to make a pickaxe. By that time, the sky was darkening, so I hurried over to a hill to make my shelter for the night.

I dug straight into the dirt and grass with my shovel and made a nice corridor. Then, I started expanding the interior. I used my pickaxe for the stony parts and even made a door to prevent monsters from coming in. Now I had a little dirt cottage. Personally, I thought it was quite nice.

The sun was starting to set, so I chopped down my crafting table and hurried indoors. There, I expanded my room furthermore and made some torches to light up the house. Using the cobblestone I mined, I made myself a new pickaxe and a furnace. I thought of maybe smelting my old shovel and pickaxe for some fuel, but then decided against it. Who knows? I might still need it.

I trekked over hills and more hills, chopped a tree, and even swam across the ocean to an island (with pigs!). But I was nowhere close to finding my home. The sky was darkening, so I headed back to mainland.

I kept looking along the shore, keeping in mind the fast pace of the sun. Along the beach, I found a couple pumpkins. I took two and hurried on.

The sun was starting to set, and still no sight of my home. I was starting to give up. Then, I spotted a few black spots in the distance.

I cautiously sneaked over to them, keeping in mind my encounter with the spider. I gasped when I saw what they were: horses! I tried to mount one, approaching it with an open hand, but was knocked off. Oh well- I don’t have a saddle anyways.

The sunset was coming, so I dug into a nearby hill and made another emergency shelter. I had a bit more experience this time, so things went faster. (I failed the door part, though…) I used the some torches to light up the place. It wasn’t as big as the first, and didn’t have much cobblestone, but it was okay.

I was settling in for the night when I realized that I didn’t have a bed. Instead, I made a crafting table and a furnace to upgrade my wooden tools into a stone one. I also cooked some meat in case I had another fight. Then, using my pickaxe, I dug down to make stairs. I was going to dig deeper, but then decided against it because I worried that I might tunnel out of the hill.

When I stepped out of the stairs, it was daytime.

As I read the message, I got even more confused about what was going on. The book said that if I ever wanted to see my family again, I would have to get the “Dragon Egg”. Sounds like a ransom note to me, although I was glad that I wasn’t stranded here forever. The other confusing part was that the note referred to me as “Yumi”, just like that voice I heard on day one. I guess Yumi is my Minecraft name for now. Yay?

Anyways, I put the book back and dumped some of my stuff in the chest. It was handy, not having to waste eight of my wood planks. After I emptied my inventory a little, I headed out.

The first thing I did was make a hovering signal light so that I wouldn’t lose my shelter again. I had learned my lesson from yesterday- getting lost was not cool. I pillar jumped with my stack of dirt and quickly reached a high spot.

Here I reached a dilemma: at the top of the tower, I couldn’t jump down because of the height. Unless I wanted to get killed, I had to think of another solution.

If only I had a bucket of water. Then I could’ve just jumped down and splashed to safety. However, my idea was pretty good too, if not better…

I sneaked over to the edge and placed another dirt block over the edge. I then hurried back to my pillar and placed a jack o’ lantern on the new block. Then, looking down, I dug into my tower until I reached level ground.

I’m so glad Minecraft’s gravity is like that- or my plan would’ve never worked. Anyways, I decided to explore the nearby swamp that I had discovered yesterday.

I rushed over to the island. In my hurry, I almost thought that some floating lily pads were hostile zombies! How foolish of me…

I went to the trees to check out the cool vines hanging down them. I figured that they would make pretty cool ladders for my quarry, so I tried to gather some. Unfortunately, nothing dropped! Apparently I have to use shears for these. Oh well- I gathered some wood and apples and left.

I started my way back home now, because it was getting dark. I went into my house and expanded it a bit, while also making a bed with a few wool that I got from a couple sheep on my way to the swamp. I also cooked a few pieces of mutton and got ready to go to bed.

Overall, I think it was a pretty good day. Can’t wait for tomorrow!

I headed back down and resumed my mining. Soon, I got all the iron there was and some coal too. It wasn’t much- only 5 ingots after I smelted it in the furnace. Still, it meant a lot to me- there could be more at the deeper parts of the quarry.

After I smelted my ore, I headed back home. It was already starting to get dark, so I decided to call it a day and spent sunset organizing my inventory and making some shears. I can’t wait to tackle those vines tomorrow!

I jumped in, taking hold of a nearby ledge. I lost a bit of health, but quickly recovered because I was full. When I reached the point of no turning back, I took my pickaxe and started tunneling down.

The ravine looked safe enough, with plenty of ores to supply me. I was about to do my victory dance when suddenly an arrow whizzed by me and struck the iron ore right next to me. Before I realized what was going on, another arrow struck me.

I panicked. There must be skeletons, I thought. Why had I been so foolish? Look at me- tunneling into a death trap before my first week was over. Yay?

I snapped back to my senses. This was no time for complaining- I needed shelter, fast. I dug two blocks in the wall and made a little nook by digging sideways two more. Then, I filled the gap with two blocks of dirt that I had brought with me. When the “door” was finished, I took out a torch and lit up the room.

I pondered over the situation. The skeleton might be gone- then I could go out. But what if it was still there? First things first: I ate some cooked mutton to get my hunger and health up. Now that I was ready to fight, I popped open the top block and peeked out.

The coast looked clear, so I popped out the bottom block too and carefully stepped out. Suddenly, the skeleton popped up at fired an arrow right at me! I screamed and ran back into my shelter. Quickly, I popped the two blocks back in place.

I tried to sleep in my bed, but a strange voice told me that monsters were pursuing me. Like I didn’t know that already…

I decided to tunnel up. I couldn’t wait it out forever- eventually I would get hungry and starve. I dug straight up and tried to pillar jump. For some reason, I couldn’t do it. I decided to use my ladders instead.

After half an hour of crafting and placing, I was almost at the top. However, here I reached a dilemma: my ladder wouldn’t place.

I tried for a long time, and finally gave up. Instead, I broke a layer of the wall and placed the ladders there instead.

Finally I made it to open air! Surprisingly, it was still midday. I went down the ladder and grabbed my bed and crafting table, and climbed back up to freedom. Hooray!

The swamp was pretty quiet, with plenty of vines for me to shear. I also grabbed some leaves and grass just for the sake of it (although it kind of wasted my shears) and on my way back some wool.

I headed back to mainland along a shore I had never explored before. There were a bit more animals than my usual sheep, including a few pigs and a couple chickens. That’s when I had a brilliant idea.

I took a couple seeds that I had gathered and used them to lure the chickens. It actually worked! Unfortunately, it was awfully slow, because chickens, well, are not very fast. (No offense, if you’re reading this and happen to be a chicken.)

I went over to the side of my hill, where the torch tree was. (That sounds awfully like “torture tree”.) Next to it was a little pond. I thought that this was the perfect place- there was water and light nearby. I started digging the ground, keeping a mental note that a couple of horses were watching me like they were my boss. Suddenly, I realized that I was using my shovel!

Embarrassed, I quickly switched tools. But sadly for me, I accidentally used my pickaxe. I felt the horses’ stares burning my back as I filled in the holes again. Then, in my haste, I placed dirt blocks everywhere!

That was the final straw. I shoveled up the extra dirt and switched to my hoe, angry, and started hitting the earth. That’s when I realized I had made yet another mistake: I was using my hoe to dig the dirt!

Finally, the horses went away, and I felt much better. I started hoeing the ground properly, and within 45 minutes I had a nice field of farmland. Yay!

I planted my seeds and also broke my pumpkin to get some pumpkin seeds too. I planted those and took a little break.

That’s when I realized that my little patch of farmland was missing something really important: fences! Unfortunately, I didn’t have any with me, so I made a temporary wall of dirt. Hopefully that’ll keep the sheep out (although I doubt it).

To my surprise (and delight!) I found a chicken. At first I thought that the chicken from the coop had escaped. Using seeds to lure the chicken that was outside, I went into the coop to check. Amazingly, the chicken was still there!

I was excited, but also worried. The sun was setting, so I dug a hole out of the coop and led the two chickens into my home. Yay! Now I have pet chickens!

After we were safely inside, I decided to feed the poor chickens (they looked awfully hungry). Then, I went to my crafting table and sorted half of my wood into planks, half of that into sticks, etc. When I looked back up, I realized that there was a baby chicken! It was so cute, with a big flat bill/beak/proboscis.

I was thrilled and tried to feed the two chickens again. Then, I went back to my crafting table and made a chest and signs. I placed the chest down and used the sign to label it. The chickens were really annoying during that part, because they kept blocking my sign and not letting me place it. In the end, I had to place it somewhere else!

I checked back on my chickens. No baby this time- so I fed them again, with my fingers crossed. While I waited, I organized my chests. Strangely enough, I found 3 eggs in my inventory that I had never seen before. That means that these chickens must lay a lot of eggs. Yay! Maybe I can make some pumpkin pies just in time for Halloween and Thanksgiving!

I sneaked a peek at my chickens and counted them. One, two, three… and four! This was the best day ever. I got four chickens! I decided to name them, in order of date I got them, Mary, Jerry, Harry, and Sherry. I have no idea if they are boys or girls, but who cares?

It was a dead skeleton! Probably (and hopefully) the one that tried to shoot me in that last quarry. I finally got rid of him (although I didn’t do much help). Ha! That gave him a taste of his own medicine.

I picked up his drops, which were actually pretty good- a couple of arrows and a bone. I wondered if I could make a soup with the bone. That’ll be cool- skeleton soup. (Although I don’t know if I would drink it or not…)

I headed back to my base, delighted with my find. I stopped in front of the pit and looked down, wondering if I should go there. I didn’t want to be stranded in a pit again.

Fortunately, this one didn’t look deep, so I headed down. I suspected that it was probably like the first quarry, with just a bit of resources and perhaps a few more mobs. Of course, the first quarry was also pretty mysterious, especially the bit about the cobblestone wall…

Anyways, I headed down carefully, using torches to light the way. It was bigger than I expected, with a huge entryway that led to a corridor. Immediately, I used dirt to block the path inside while I excavated the area. It was scary, working in a place where a creeper could pop in any moment.

I inched inside, working my way around corners, knowing that something could be there waiting to jump out and attack me. Finally, I got my first lucky prize: coal!

I found it along the ceiling next to where I sealed off the wall. I tried to mine it with a pickaxe. It worked- but some pieces were too far to reach. After trying and failing, I decided to break my dirt wall because it was getting in the way.

So I broke down the barrier and ventured even further, so I could mark more of my territory. I was so freaked out, because I kept seeing shadows in the dark. It was probably just my imagination, though, because nothing attacked me. In fact, guess what I found?

Iron! Yay! Now I could make some useful stuff… But first, I went and built another barrier just a bit farther in. I didn’t want a skeleton sniping me while I was mining. Sadly, a torch got in the way so I had to knock it out. I have to admit, I was too scared to break the wall to get it back so I just let it “die” there. Sorry, torch…

Anyways, I hurried back to my coal mining. There was so much coal! I mined until my arms were sore. Then, something even more amazing happened: as I uncovered a chuck of coal ore, a different colored stone came. I stared at it, unable to believe my luck. It was iron.

I started hacking at it greedily. I mean, who can resist so much ore when you’ve only for three pieces of it? I was so distracted that I almost didn’t realize that I wasn’t getting any iron at all.

I looked up, more carefully this time, and found out that my ores were landing on the stone below. I quickly dug it out, and my treasures returned back to their rightful owner (that is, me). I decided it was time to dig deeper.

First, though, I made myself right at home with a new furnace, crafting table, and chest. I put my valuables in the chest, which included the iron and bones. With my load lightened, I set out to explore.

Since the iron area was already walled off, I didn’t have to worry much about monsters (although it was pretty scary at the time). I quickly came to the iron deposit. It wasn’t too big, but it seemed humongous to me. Once I was done, I headed back to the furnace to check my reward.

Sure enough, there were 3 iron ingots waiting for me! Even better, I had just collected another 7 raw ore. Altogether, including the 3 I already had, I would get a whopping total of 13 iron ingots! I could make myself a new chestplate and helmet. It seemed almost too good to be true.

But I wasn’t going anywhere just daydreaming- so I picked up my gear and broke my barrier. (Not after getting a new supply of torches, of course.) I found myself in a great circular room- if you could call anything in this blocky world circular. It was quite easy to light up, although I did find an opening to the right and a hole leading down, which I decided I would leave for later. I picked to explore the opening.

I didn’t get very far, as I chickened out after about five seconds. Yeah, I know this is supposed to be some sort of adventure or something, but I seriously wasn’t ready for whatever was waiting for me in the dark. I made a dirt barrier (apparently those are my specialty now) and headed back.

Since I was officially a knight, I decided to upgrade my sword, too. After all, the best defense is a good offense, as my soccer coach used to say. I miss soccer- if I get back, no, when I get back, I won’t miss practice again. I shook my head. I needed to focus.

I decided to compare my iron sword to my old one. Apparently there wasn’t much difference- only one attack damage. Out of curiosity, I checked out my other tools. Surprisingly, the axe held 3 more damage! Wow. Maybe I should hit stuff with my axe instead.

I only had six ingots left. Since I was on a roll, I decided to make an iron pickaxe too. Back when my life was still normal and I watched Adrian play Minecraft, I would help him make things on the grid. Then he got older, and we never played together again. I remember that the first thing he made by himself was a pickaxe. It was that pickaxe that made me quit Minecraft.

Well, I guess it didn’t work- ‘cause here I am, working 24/7 and apparently surrounded with Minecraft. Some things you just can’t escape. Since it was nighttime and I couldn’t go back up to grab my stuff, I took out my emergency bed and placed it down. I think I’m going to be down here for a pretty long time.

I didn’t feel like sleeping just yet, so I headed back to rotunda, sword in hand. Once I made sure the coast was clear, I made my way to the right wing. I found out that I was really good at sneaking. Unfortunately, I also found out that I was exceptional at chickening out. (My excuse was that it was dark…) Well, goodbye adventure, hello boringness. (Although I doubt that things are going to be very boring, considering where I am.)

Since I had nothing to do. I tried to sleep, but then I realized that it was already daytime. I busied myself harvesting more stone and expanding my base. Soon, the air reeked of dust and grime, but I kept on going. After a brief battle with the door, I decided to confront my fear. Going back to the east wing, I carefully climbed onto my barricade, reminding myself that it was daytime. There was nothing to fear but fear itself- and creepers, skeletons, and zombies. My hand shook as it reached for the torch. I leaned forward and… BAM! I fell right onto the other side!

I was eager to see my success, but, first things first, I filled my bucket with water from the lake nearby. Just one more trip and I would have an infinity well, like the one Adrian always used. The water was so still that it seemed like ice. My bucket was full in no time.

Making sure I didn’t spill anything, I carefully winded past the torture tree, I mean, torch tree. Seeing was believing- I had 3 big, ripe pumpkins just waiting for me! I examined them closer. A familiar scent filled the air, and I found myself with my family again, sharing a pumpkin pie. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew through, and the scene disappeared. I sighed. 12 days and I’m already hallucinating- definitely not a good sign.

I decided to save the best for last and gathered a bushel or two of wheat first. I imagined all the bread I could make. Mmmm! So much meat was wrecking my diet- it’d be nice to have something else for a change. (Sadly, I can’t eat mushrooms, and grass is off the menu too.)

After a couple good hacks with the wheat, and unsuccessfully ignoring the sweet pumpkin fragrance, I couldn’t stand it anymore. Marching over to my huge (and by huge I mean HUGE) pumpkins, I swiftly karate chopped at it. Surprisingly, it didn’t hurt (well, now that I think of it, of course it didn’t- if I can punch out trees, anything is possible), and I quickly chopped down a pumpkin.

I was busy working on the others when something wet smeared all over my shirt. I jumped (probably clearing the world record) and prepared for an attack. Luckily, it was only a hungry sheep, begging to be fed.

I didn’t feel like feeding it, considering it had slobbered all over me, but the animal kept pestering and getting in my way. It was like the sheep was a fluffy zombie! The preposterous (one of the only words I learned in English class) pest kept blocking my view, and even trampling my freshly hoed garden! My temper was rising. Waving my hoe like a maniac, it finally scattered away. I quickly finished my gardening and headed back.

I was about to leave when I started to feel sorry for the sheep. It was probably just looking for food, the poor thing thin as it was. Suddenly I had a genius thought. What if sheep were lured by wheat, just like the seed lured the chickens? I never recalled Adrian doing it, but then again, he never really farmed sheep. I was determined to try it.

I grabbed my wheat and shook it in front of the sheep’s face. Sure enough, it turned around curiously. The sheep nearby did, too. Hooray! I led them back to my hole. I lost the gray one on the way. Apparently, he wasn’t that hungry. Oh well, I’ll save on wheat, at least…

We quickly climbed down into the pit. My new friend climbed the wall easily, balancing effortlessly. I was down at my base when I realized that I didn’t have a pen. Letting the sheep just wander, I went and crafted a couple of fences and a gate at my table. While I was working, I heard a chewing noise. Oh no, I thought, the sheep must be up to no good. And boy was I right: the lamb was on my bed, tossing the sheets and nibbling on them. Great.

I worked even harder on the pen and finally finished after what I thought must’ve been hours. I looked up to see the sheep waiting expectantly, its wool waving slightly from the updraft. Soon, with the help of some wheat, the sheep was safe and sound in its new home.

With the sheep settled and asleep, I emptied my bucket and got to work on my underground farm. As the water worked its way into the soil, releasing a fresh earthy smell, I hoed the land and hoped that it would stay that way. While it was still daytime, I made an effort to move as many things from my old house to my new base.

My arms felt like cooked spaghetti when I finished. Exhausted, I set to work reorganizing my things into a new chest. I was just about to pat myself on the back and call it a day when a frantic bleating pierced my ears. Worried, I scampered to the sheep pen. The poor animal was stuck in between the gate! I mustered all I could to coax the frightened lamb out of the tight spot. Immediately, I took out a fence and patched the spot up.

When I climbed back up the heavy stone step, I was greeted by the sight of my growing farm. Bright green sprouts shot out of the dark, moist soil, and the wind created ripples in the water. But something was missing. I smacked my forehead. Light. Without light, how could my crops have the energy to grow? I quickly placed a couple flaming hot torches to provide some light. Hopefully, they won’t burn the crops down…

I grabbed my 3 iron ingots (good thing I came back) that I almost forgot and headed back. I looked down the hole, where the sound of sheep song was still resonating in the walls. Suddenly I remembered I had something very important to do. But what was it again? After five minutes of procrastination, I gave up. Just as I was about to set foot on the gloomy trip downwards, a miracle happened. I realized that I needed dirt!

I rushed out of the pit and into my old house, making myself a brand new shovel. It glinted in the sunlight while I worked- that is, if a stone shovel could glint. I worked my way through a whole pile of dirt in no time. What an honour- Anna, The Fastest Shoveler Stranded in Some Weird Place! Grand prize? A million chucks of dirt. Hooray! Actually, that reminded me that this place had no name. What should I call it? Pile of Junk? Dirt and Horses City? I finally settled on Chestnut Plains, with respect to the horse that I liked but hated me. Besides, it was the most pleasant sounding name in all my, er, naming lists.

Anyways, my work here was done, the wailing of doom was over, and so I headed back. Suddenly, I saw a hole in front of me, and in it was… (drumroll please) …. a chicken!! I nearly dropped all of my dirt onto the poor fellow. That’s when I remembered the day that I trapped the chicken into that hole. Poor chick- it must be starving, after so many days without food...

I decided to keep it. Using my seed, (and a lot of my patience, which I didn’t really have in the first place) I tried to lure the chicken into the hole. Needless to say, it didn’t work. I was about to get real angry when I saw why: the chicken had just laid an egg! Yay- free eggs! Now I’m definitely keeping him…

Finally, after lots of path clearing and creepy chicken heads halfway through walls, we made it to the sheep pen. I guess it’s going to be a sheep-chicken pen from now on. Now, I wonder, just what kind of animal would a sheep-chicken be? It’s a good thing they both have different foods…

I was about to leave, but the annoying sheep blocked my way. It looked sad and grumpy, and, as usual, rather sheep-like. Its eyes were darting around, but in a melancholy kind of way. I followed its gaze and the pang of mistake hit me. This was no way to treat my friends, even if they were going to end up in my stomach sooner or later. So that was what my sheep was I went over to the corner and dumped my bucket into a makeshift watering hole, and added some dirt. I even went overboard to add some fake grass onto the dirt. Will it work? Nobody knows.

I looked at my sheep. It seemed happier now, with a much better living quarter, but there was still a hint of sorrow. Suddenly I knew. It was lonely.

Quickly, I exited the pen and looked for my wheat. Grabbing four bushels, I headed up towards my farm and the animals. The place was eerily quiet, and all you could hear was the wind and the faraway munching of grass. Where was everyone? Was something going on? I sure hoped it was a surprise party, telling me I could go home. I drew in closer. No such luck, unfortunately. But it wasn’t all bad, either. My garden had regenerated and now held more pumpkins and countless wheat! Hooray- take that, Mr. Horse Boss!

Anyways, after collecting all my food, I headed for sheep. It was getting dark, and the sky was streaked with lines of hot pink. I finally managed to catch the attention of a gray-wooled lamb. Leading it back to the den just in time for sunset, I lured the two sheep into the pen. They looked like they were starving, so I fed them. And what do you know? I got a new baby lamb!

I was excited but tired, and the sheep kept falling into the chicken pen and wailing like babies, so I decided to do something about it. I finally got the mama and baby out, but the gray one kept trying to climb the stairs. (And failing.) I helped it out by extending the pen, but it was no good. Whatever. I didn’t really care anyways. If he liked it down there, then suit himself. I said a quick goodbye to the sheep and left.

I was going to go out, but it was awfully dark and scary, so I headed into the atrium. I was shocked to see massive trees and leaves covering the entire place! Well, at least something was successful… Excited, I trimmed a couple leaf blocks that grew from bottom to roof, making the trees a bit less of a jungle. I carved my way through an endless maze of wood and plants, and finally emerged into the torchlight with an armload of wood. If things kept going the way they should, I’d have an extremely sustainable source of wood for a long, long time!

I decided that with my luck, I should get going and explore while it was still there. But one look at the darkness, and I turned back to my trees. I sure am chicken! I hacked through more leaves (there weren’t many left anyways; most had decayed) and gathered the remaining wood. With supplies fully stocked and loaded, I paused to once again enhance the animal pen (breed sheep, expand dorms). I felt like I was an expert.