He Sees Us

Author's Note: Hello, this is my first pasta. Hopefully you like it. Please criticise it to your heart's content (if you have a heart, that is, and you can't be sure these days). 
He sees us. A gaze impenetrable, searching. Weighing us up. Deciding if we are worthy. Worthy to join his ranks. 
== He Sees Us ==
I wasn't the best at Minecraft. Never have been, probably never will be. Still, I enjoy this game. I have now learnt to play in multiplayer, where I have protection. Strength in numbers.
But back then I was foolish.
I played singleplayer, and the only thing I was scared of were creepers and other mobs. I was very ignorant of updates, and so I had no inkling when a new one dropped. The month was August of 2015, and I was enjoying my summer holidays. I was playing the game, and I was expanding my house, which was located in a forest. It didn't look very good, but I was proud of it. I had recently learnt how to craft stair blocks, and was busy making my roof. I had a sword in my hotbar, just in case of a spider attack. I realised that I didn't have enough wood to finish the roof, so I hopped down and started chopping trees to craft some stairs. I had just finished chopping a tall birch tree, when I saw it.
A figure, inside my house. Gazing from the window. I was nervous and excited. "It must be a new mob!" I thought, not realising, in my ignorance, that Minecraft had not had an update for almost a year. I was wary of course, and took out my sword. It had seen me, and its gaze was locked onto me. There was something chilling about it. It looked like an enderman, but its eyes were red. I knew of the endermen, and decided not to look this new mob directly in the eye, on the offchance it was an enderman variant. I slowly moved towards the door of my house, but the mob just stood there. Even as I slipped in the door, the only thing that moved was the figure's head, slowly turning as its gaze locked onto my position. I expected an attack, but one was not forthcoming.
I swung my sword, bracing myself for a fight. But as soon as I landed a blow, the "enderman" died, dropping a crimson pearl in its place. "Strange" I thought. I had never killed an enderman before. I even had trouble fighting a lone zombie sometimes. But it was the pearl that distracted me from this clear red flag.
A friend at school had once told me that when you threw an enderpearl, you were teleported to where it landed. However, in the picture he showed me the pearl had been green, not crimson. Still, I wanted to try it out. Strolling from my house, I pitched the pearl up to the completed section of the roof. It landed, and I was teleported. It worked! It was then that, to use the common phrase, I knew something was wrong.
The world darkened, as if it were retreating into its blocky shell before an oncoming storm. Then came the tsunami. A tsunami of blood. Horribly realistic blood. It gathered on the ground, forming into puddles, blood rain fell from the sky, and crimson spattered my screen as the wave washed over me. The last thing I saw was my house, the roof still unfinished, with a sign on the window. "You are not worthy. Not worthy to be one of us. I see you." I quit the game without a second thought.
As I snapped out of my first wave of shock, I saw something in real life. A tattered note on my windowsill. "You are not worthy. Not worthy to be one of us. I see you."
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