On the ground in front of him, items had littered the floor. Iron armor, bread, swords and axes. It seemed as if every item in minecraft was in this room. Suddenly, he heard something walking as if not to be seen. Was it a villager? Or another monster? He turned around and stepped closer towards the exit of the room. There he saw that the room was suddenly filled with fog. Gameknight peered through the thick haze to find a shadowy, humanoid figure.
The figure turned around. At that moment, Gameknight was shocked at his discovery. The figure was pitch black, but the features that stuck out to gameknight were the figure’s pulsing, dark crimson eyes. Gameknight felt as if those eyes were staring into his very soul. Just then, the figure released a psychotic laugh and dematerialized leaving only blood red streaks on the wall.
“No, it can’t be him” Gameknight said aloud. He felt a sense of dread and paranoia enter his body as his legs began to shake violently. “No, I destroyed him in the great struggle.” Gameknight did the only thing that he could do. Walk out of this village in search for his friends. They surely survived. Gameknight knew that he was lying to himself.