I like this story beginning by chicoliver

The crafting chamber was completely empty! Could it be? Gameknight thought. Gameknight thought that all of the villagers were killed. He took out his Minecart from his inventory and put it on the tracks. He sped down the tracks. When he had visited all the villages he could, he went back to Crafter’s village with a depressed look on his blocky face. Just as he was about to give up his search for the villagers, he heard a soft moan in one corner of the crafting chamber. Gzmeknight looked up, and he saw Crafter huddled up on the ground, looking sad and disheveled. “What’s wrong?” Gameknight asked. “All of the villagers were killed except me., Crafter said in a shaky voice.  As Gameknight was about to respong , they heard a loud banging at the door.