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He woke up. Who woke up, you ask me? I don't know, neither does the individual. He's pretty interesting. He's made of blocks, actually. If you check his aspects and attributes, you may claim me right. But what makes my affirmation correct? He has a blocky head, two rectangular arms and legs and a huge body. His face seems to be pixels rather than molecules. How interesting, I might state.

There are several pixels atop his pixel face with the colour of charcoal, and presumably it is his hair. His face is expressing confusion, with a blue pixel lying below another white pixel. He is wearing casual clothing, a blue shirt and pants that were once jeans. His bare hands are seeming to be strong, how is that? He doesn't know. Unknown John, how he'd be called, is completely confused with his past and future. It's amnesia amongst blocks, amongst a terrifying plane he never saw before.

An amnesia inside Minecraft.

Unknown John stands up with his trembling block legs. He takes a look around, in the wilderness of green grassy plains and few animals grazing on his surroundings. Far from him, a terrible fog was miserably blocking an elevation with a few conifers, but such a rough biome transition? That's weird. That's definitively not Earth, he stated. He was right, oh boy, he'd kill himself if he knew that he was correct. If he thought that wilderness is dangerous, Minecraft's wilderness, then; he isn't going to survive the night.

Definitively not.

He's gonna die! He's OBVIOUSLY going to die. In a gory and painful dead. Poor him, I wish Unknown John knew anything about Minecraft. Night would fall and the cold fingers of dead would wrap around his arms, pushing him to his doom. Soon enough.

Thanksfully to his lack of knowledge.

Unknown John liberates a yawn, nonconformist with the hoax the universe played a trick on him. He didn't know that it is my fault, not the universe's. He would be pretty mad if he knew that, like, he had a narrator and all that crap, so he could fix his lame destiny that was about to come. Haha. But back to it, aye?

Unknown John decides to advance through the few conifer trees that, revealed by the fog, exposed that it was indeed a boskage rather than just a few trees as he stated earlier. It was a taiga boskage that covered most of his vision frontally and to the right and east, as a straight line of a badly divided biome. In one block, it was a dirt block covered with tall grass (which he apparently could pass through). In the other, a huge tree was acting as a peacock towards the others, with its twenty-eight blocks of height, rather than ten as the other ones. Back on Earth, trees with triple the size of others from the same forest weren't, by no way, possible. Right? Ofc it is right.

He was reluctant about entering the forest. Thinking of his point of view, entering an endless forest while you have no idea of how to surviving is an unwise choice. I do know it's a shrewd choice, anyway. Or else there will be no story! But he didn't know that, obviously he didn't.

Unknown John couldn't even be able to know that. Unbeknown of the terrible destiny inside the forest, he enters. Each muscle spasm that moves his body are hesitating about continuing. He has forebodings about crossing the large tree, thus, moving frightened about the reason of the omens.

You, my fellow reader - I mean, uh, you're not a reader, are you? I mean, like, this isn't a story and, er, narrators shouldn't speak with ... whatever really - like I was saying, bad things are in the forest. Think for yourself in your MC experience: a dense forest. It has MANY shadows. Oh God, I hope I didn't spoil anything.

Unknown John tried to look at the Sun, marking midday while proudly permeating its rays through the world. For the great Ringo Starr, the planet was nothing but a mere obstacle; and this forest was such thing for Unknown John as well. However, bad things were dwelling in the darkened corner of the forest. He looked behind, but he couldn't see anything, but conifer trees. How is this working, anyway? He took a few paces since he crossed that huge tree. Rather than going to inspect the reason of this mysterious happening, Unknown John's choice was to continue moving.

And the lurking creatures in the shadows were terrifying him even more.

While trying to figure out about anything, at all, his intuition told him to run. Stubborn as a solemn madman, he didn't act anyhow else rather than gallop between the trees. That was a good idea, however. Using a horse. Unknown John had to find a horse first, though. But there are no horses in a taiga. Unknown John didn't know that, so he cautiously spied in the corner of his eyes for any movements. Interestingly, the leaves of the trees were blocks, as well. Translucent blocks.

Unknown John was panting and barely breathing, completely tired. Even though his body was scarily hot with the ambiance around him being completely cold, it didn't drip a single drop of sweat. He stares at a risible tree, nicknaming that kind with the vile name of Wee-Tree. He leans on the wee-pine, but the diaphanous blocks snitched the camouflage of a greenish monster.

A zombie!

Our body didn't know there were zombies in this world, but when he saw that creature ... he was, indeed, terrified. You see them on TV. You read about them. You kill them on games. Unknown John remembered about these monsters, and how they were wicked and monstrous. They would stop at nothing to defeat him. Now, what will he do? Oh God, help him, please!

Boskage: An animal's deen or a forested hill.
Wee-Tree: Typical Minecraft tree whose leaf blocks reaches the ground.

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