Chapter2

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There was a tree, another, and another...he was probably in a forest, but how? The trees were block, as if somehow...
I'm in Mine craft, he thought to himself. He walked over to a tree. The game looked more detailed then normal. He could see the splinters in the tree. He reached out and touched the tree.
"Ouch!"he said. He looked down at his hand, and saw a small wooden splinter in his finger.
This is bad. How can I get wood without getting splinters. Its a basic Mine craft thing that everyone does on survival. Well at least I think this is Mine craft, Machoman thought.
"Hello?"he said."Anyone there?"
He heard no response.
I'm alone, he thought. All his thoughts were then wiped. Without thinking, he walked to a tree and started to punch it with both hands. A chunk of wood disappeared from the tree and went in to his inventory. He continued to do this until the tree was gone. He then did it to 8 other trees.

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