It started like another day. I wake up, have something to eat, and check the garden. It had been three days since I had last gone out side, and I was bored.
I pick up my sword and knapsack, and walk out the door. The first thing I notice is the warmth of the sun's glow on my skin. Walking over to my favourite tree, I see a squirrel on one of its branches. When it notices me, it makes a chirping sound, and runs inside a hole in the tree trunk.
Smiling to myself, I start to think about where I want to walk. Usually, I follow a trail that I cut out, that goes to a look off point called the Farlands. A large rocky cliff that descends to a ocean I have never managed to find an end to.
This time, I feel like having a bit of an adventure. I decide to walk north. To be honest, I haven’t explored much of the area around my house, which is the only excuse
I can give to myself when I find a gravel walking trail not a half hour walk away.
I follow it for less than a minute when it suddenly ends. I turn around, and walk the other way. The walk is very relaxing, the sun is warm, and even though its overgrown in some places, for the most part its clear. I must be a little too relaxed, because I don't notice the sun is already setting until I look up.
Figuring its already to late to make it back home, I keep walking, hoping to make it to a building, town, or where ever this path goes before night. Just as I start to lose hope about finding anything before I have to stop and make camp, the forest stops, and a huge wall appears in front of me.
I follow the path to a small metal door. What's the worst that could happen? I think
to my self as I push the door open, and walk past it. The wall completely surrounds a small town.
“Hello?”. I walk up to the first house on the path and knock on the door. Nothing. I knock again. Nothing. Strange, maybe they're not home. I walk down the row of houses, knocking on each one as I go. I don't want to just barge into someones house, but with the sun disappearing over the horizon, I enter one of the smaller houses.
There's not much for furniture; a chair facing a table, and a bed in the corner. The bed is made, but because I’m not Goldilocks, I lay down on the floor. I haven’t even closed my eyes, when I hear the sounds of pistons, and music being played.
I get up and look out the door. The music is coming from a large house right next to the one I'm staying in. I walk outside and peer through one of the windows. The music is definitely coming from this house, but I can't see anyone inside. There is however, a light coming under a closed door inside.
I carefully open the outside door, and creep inside. It seems to take forever to reach the door with light coming from under it. I open the door, slowly. It creaks a bit, but the music keeps playing. The door leads to a long set of descending stairs. The music is coming from down here.
I walk down the stairs with a death grip on my sword. When I reach the bottom, I
realize that I'm in some kind of underground building with coradores leading off in front, to the left, and to the right of me. It sounds like foot steps are approaching from in front of me, so I run to the left, and press myself against the stone brick wall. I can hear strange sounds, almost like oinking. Then, I see them. Pigmen; but not regular pigmen, zombie pigmen.
They walk up the stairs; they don't see me. What are zombie pigmen doing here? They shouldn't be able to live in the overworld, the sunlight should kill them. I walk down the hallway, hoping to find an answer as to why they are here.
As I approach the first room, I hear noises coming from inside. I don't to want risk sneaking past, so I go back down the hallway, past the stairs, and go down the hallway to the right. I approach the first room, and listen for sounds. I don't hear any, so I walk in.
The inside of the room looks the same as the room I was going to stay in above ground. Thinking about the room above ground, I suddenly realize I am very tired. There
is a bed in the corner, and a table with two chairs in the middle of the room.
I walk out of the room, and go into the next one. It is the same as the one I was just in. I go back out into the hallway. I don't know what they are doing here, but I'm getting out of here. I take one step towards the stairs, when I see two zombie pigmen looking, and probably talking to each other. They stop at the base of the stairs. I'm completely in the open; if either one of them looks this way, there would be no way they wouldn't see me.
They seem to stand there for an eternity. Finally, the one closest to me turns, and starts up the stairs. Leaving the other one looking right at me. I stare into his eyes, too terrified to move. He stares back at me, probably reciting 1001 ways to cook a human. This goes on until "it's" friend turns to see what its staring at. “Skreee-eek!”. It lets out a horrible sound when it sees me. I take off in a dead sprint down the hallway, away from the stairs.
I can hear their sounds falling farther and farther behind me. Behind me are the sounds of the pigs getting ready to hunt me down. What will they do when they catch me? Kill me? Enslave me? Eat my eyes and cook my liver!?
I practically fly down a spiral staircase, take a left, then a right, then I loss track. There are still bedrooms along the walls, but these ones don't seem to be inhabited. I can't hear them anymore, but I know they will be looking for me. I want to keep moving, but after all the running I just did, and how late it must be, I'm having trouble keeping my eyes open. I walk into one of the bedrooms, crawl under the bed, and go to sleep.
When I wake up, the first things I notice is just how cold it is, and that I'm hungry. I open my knapsack, and take out a piece of bread. I nibble on it as I crawl out from my hiding spot. Its not cold to the point of being freezing, but it is cold enough to be noticeable.
Shouldn’t the torches be keeping this place warm? I step out and look around the hallway. There are no zombie pigmen, but I also notice there are no torches on the walls. I look at the floor, no torches. I look at the ceiling. There, in the middle of the ceiling, between the the room entrance on this side of the hallway and the room on the other, is a single piece of lightstone.
Nether. These things are from the Nether. I have seen lightstone before. The trader selling it had wanted a diamond for it. He said it was a dangerous place to go, and that it was the only place you could find it. That explains where these things had come from, but what are they doing here?
I walk around the never ending hallways. I can't hear any sounds, but I still have to be careful. This place is full of turns, stairs, and dead ends. Where is the stairs I came in from? I start to feel tired again, so I pick a room, and lay down under the bed. When I wake up, I start walking around again. After seeing nothing but stone brick for the past day, I snap.
“Where the Nether am I!?” I shout at the top of my lungs. I listen for any sounds. Nothing, not even a echo. I run down the hallway, up a set of stairs, turn left, go up another set of stairs, down a long hallway, turn right, and run into a dead end. Exhausted, I turn around, and run back the way I came.
After running down countless hallways, I collapse onto the floor. “I'm never going to get out of here”. I close my eyes, and lay there until I fall asleep on the cold floor, in the middle of the hallway. When I wake up, I can hear pug sounds coming from somewhere close by. I stand up and duck inside one of the side rooms.
I clutch my sword, and peer out into the hallway. I can see two shadows coming from a connecting hallway. I take my last piece of bread, and shove the entire thing into my mouth. After swallowing the last of it, I walk out into the hallway, towards the shadows.
I reach the corner. The shadows are coming from just around the corner. I can hear the oinking of zombie pigmen. I round the corner with my sword pulled back. There, right in front of me are two terrifying terrified zombie pigmen children. They stay rooted to where they stand, unable to move from the wide-eyed, half crazed creature, with a sword drawn back, ready to kill them both.
Slowly, I put my sword down; then put it back in its holster. The zombie pigchildren stare at me, then look at each other, then look back at me. They start to walk away, then turn back to me, and motion for me to follow.
They lead me down the long twisting hallways. They don't hesitate when choosing hallways to walk down, so I assume they know which way they're going. Some of the hallways look familiar, but that’s not saying much.
They keep looking back at me; but after our introduction, and that they probably haven’t seen a human before, I don't give it much thought. Eventually, I start to hear more, and more, zombie pigmen noises. We must be getting close to the entrance. I start to get very nervous. I have been trapped in this place for what seems like forever, but I can still remember thinking that the zombie pigmen would eat me. The zombie pigchildren stop, and one of them makes a oinking sound.
A pigman walks out from one of the rooms along the hallway, sees me, and runs back into the room squealing. I step back and prepare to run, when I feel something grab my hand. I look down, and see the other zombie pigchild is holding, and lightly tugging, my hand. It doesn’t want me to run away.
I step back to where I was standing before, and the child gives a small hop, probably out of happiness, just as a mob of zombie pigmen turn a corner up ahead, and walk towards me. They all stop after only a couple of steps, and a single zombie pigman (who I assume is the leader) steps forward, and walks towards me.
As he walks by the door that the squealing pigman had run into, I hear a sound. The pigman looks into the room, oinks, and the pigman I had seen a few moments ago runs out, and stands with the rest of the mob. It suddenly hits me. These zombie pigmen are just as scared of me, as I am of them. They aren’t simply standing there ready to charge, they are huddled together, with some hiding behind each other. They look scared, not angry.
The leader of the group stops about two and a half meters away from me. Knowing that they are scared of my, doesn’t make me any less scared of them. I look at the pigchildren. They are still there. I'm getting ready to say something when the zombie pigman leader speaks first.
“Human, why are you here?”
Eating nothing but bread, drinking next to no water, and hearing a zombie pigman talk all must have caught up with me at the same time, because when I wake up, the zombie pigman tells me I fainted.
The time flies by as he tells me about his village. The town above was founded by nomadic pigmen that had become tired of travelling. They founded the town, and invited other pigmen to join them. However, as time went on, they would occasionally be attacked by humans that were afraid of the pigmen.
They dug a huge, underground, stronghold, where they could all be safe from the humans. Unfortunately, before they could finish it, and move in, they were attacked by a large group of humans. They slaughtered all the pigmen, and pigchildren in the town. The only ones that survived were the pigmen building the stronghold, because they never found the entrance.
The workers were so saddened by what they found, they vowed to find a way to save their families. They constructed a gate way to the Nether, hoping they would be there. When they arrived, they slowly started to find their family, but they had all been turned into zombie pigmen. They took them back to the overworld, along with a good supply of lightstone, but when they found that zombie pigmen burned in the sunlight, they all decided to move into the stronghold.
Overtime, the last of the pigmen died, but they always came back as zombie pigmen. They have been living in secrecy for the past century. When ever someone moved into the town above, they would scare them away at night. After hearing all this, he gave me a choice. I could live here, or I could leave and never tell anyone about this place.
They let me walk around while I make up my mind. I walk around a couple of the hallways, being sure not to get lost, thinking about what to do. Should I stay or should I go? I see the two zombie pigchildren I was with earlier. They are with with who I assume are there parents. This place would be a nice place to live. It does get lonely living by myself.
They let me stay for lunch. We all sit in a large room, at a single large table. There must be at least fifty zombie pigmen here. I sit by the leader and take the opportunity to ask him some more questions. He tells me that he is the only pigman here that can speak English, but most of the others can understand it. A couple a pigmen bring out some bowls, and we all start to eat. They have some kind of mushrooms, and what looks like pumpkin bits in it, but it taste great. Its nice to have a meal I didn't have to make myself. That, and I don't get to eat a lot of different foods. My meal options are usual bread or watermelon slices.
After lunch, I tell the leader my decision. I should return home. He says that he understands, but that if I ever change my mind, I will be welcomed back. There is a small crowd of zombie pigmen at the bottom of the staircase. It seems an eternity since I climbed down it. Remembering why I came down here in the first place, I ask “Why were you playing music when I first arrived?” The leader looks at me and says “We were celebrating the fiftieth anniversary since a human had entered the village”.
I climb up the stairs. At the top, I look back at everyone below “If you ever change your mind” the leader calls out to me “feel free to come back”. With that, I close the door behind me, and start to walk out. I'm at the outside door when I hear the sounds of pistons. I look behind me, and see that door going to the stronghold has been replaced by a solid wall.
I close the door, and and begin the long walk home. Its day when I leave, but by the time I get home the sun has already gone down.
I look around my house. It feels like a long time since I was last here. In the garden, the wheat is fully grown, and the reeds need trimming, but other than that, nothing has changed. I lay down in my bed and stare at the ceiling. “Maybe one needs to be in company to realize they're lonely” is my last thought before I drift off to sleep.
The End (?)
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