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Hey peeps
This is a MineCraft story so if you haven't played MineCraft or don't have a clue what I'm talking about I would advise you not to read this
If you have... I really hope you enjoy it and I hope I make sense :D
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Chapter 1

'Blip!' Someone had logged in again.

I felt the lightheaded and my vision went fuzzy. The buzzing in my veins started as the codes flooded in. I was starting to get used to the symptoms. I sat down, waiting for the blackout, taking one last look at my world. Slowly my vision darkened until it finally disappeared. my last sight was my pet wolf staring at me with sad eyes. Then I lost consciousness.

I opened my eyes and blinked. As usual I was disorientated, my eyes scanned my surroundings. I was in a dimly lit cave but I could not see the light source. A half broken, wooden pickaxe weighed down my hand. There was iron in the corner of my eye. I tried to move my head to get a better view and I couldn't, as always. I was stuck, in my position, unable to move anything except my eyes. I heard a zombie groan nearby and the bones of a skeleton rattle. I shivered. I was unable to defend myself and I felt utterly useless. The noises got louder as the mobs got closer, creeping up behind my back. The n an arrow whizzed past, grazing my shoulder. I wanted to scream but I couldn't open my mouth. I knew right then and there that I would die unless this user actually moved me.

My arm shot up and I was forced forward. Relief flooded through me, maybe I wouldn't die after all. My hopes were then crushed when the user made me turn and flee instead of fight. Yup, I was going to die. I was running this way and that, getting lost when an arrow pierced my back. Warm blood trickled slowly down my back, making my shirt stick. Waves of pain rolled through my body but I could not stop. I felt my hearts gradually declining. I might have survived if the user would have let me fight.

That's it... I am practically dead on my feet. I have half a heart left and I am starving. Thankfully, the user slowed me down to a walk and finally stopped. The mobs stopped chasing us a while ago. I caught a glimpse of a feint light emanating to the left. Ugh! Why couldn't we go that way, I am desperate to get out of here and feel the sun on my skin again. I strained and pulled but it was useless. I couldn't move unless the user forced me to.

Suddenly I was made smaller, I felt the codes leaving my body. I was transported into a small grey block. All my items exited my pocket and flew into smaller blocks below me. I looked down. My stomach grumbled loudly, we had no food. Then I saw it, the white little arrow pointing to somewhere unknown. It passed over all the items. I knew who it was; it was the user, the one that controlled this life. I glared at it, followed it with my eyes. As it got closer, I got more apprehensive. Let me tell you, this arrow was sharp and scraped me when it passed over me. Thankfully it just missed but was heading to a spider eye just below me. The stupid arrow was probably going to make me eat it. I am going to die. Then I grew bigger as codes entered me again, making me buzz slightly. The spider eye was in my hand. I had no choice but to do what the user said. I bit into it.

I felt the poison explode in my mouth. It gushed down my throat and I found it hard not to throw up. It burned as if I was on fire, sizzling from the inside out. The user didn't know what it felt like, I was so mad. I endured the pain until my death, five excruciatingly long seconds. Then I kneeled over and died.

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