Tornado Alert

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----I logged on to Minecraft as usual. Opened my 2 years hardcore world like any other day. The mansion I built stood quietly in front of me, silently observing the beautiful world it’s constructed in. I installed a shader to decorate my buildings, although the intense brightness sometimes damages my eyes. There was a ruckus in the farm twenty blocks away from my mansion. The pigs and cows were singing and relaxing as I fed each one of them their respective vegetables. The it was dawning. It glowed a bright orange with the help of the shaders. Minecraft had never been so beautiful before the terrain update in 1.18. My mansion was built atop a hill surrounded by ice mountains, and even further down the hill was a circular lake that I built into a waterfall. What an amazing feeling to jump from the top of the icy mountain all the way down to the bottom of the lake, only to be saved by a totem of undying when you missed the water. I returned to my mansion and headed upstairs to the bedroom. The pink bed sat silently along the wall. Its bedsheet beckoned me to crawl under, and so I did.
I watched my character slowly nod her head down as her vision faded. If only sleeping was as easy as in Minecraft, I wouldn’t have been suffering from so many sleepless nights within the darkness and wake up with the sun right on top of me. Suddenly, outside my window, a disturbing alarm went off. The neighbours all lit up their lights and peeked out the window. Far in the distance, was a swirling, twisting cone, ramming and dragging up everything in its path. The alarm continued, and as I made a run for the basement, I realized my computer was still back up there. “It’s not the time for that,” I told myself. “Surviving is the priority.” The bunker door slammed shut. Me and no less than 10 people squeezed and struggled within the tight space. They were indubitably my neighbours, judging by their sleeping gowns and nightwear, yet I did not know any of them. We waited, and waited. It was an awfully long period of humidity and silence. 
The bunker door burst open and the crowd rushed outwards into the light. The land was barren, wrecked and covered in the scraps and pieces of trees and houses. I returned to my room, only to find my pc, untouched, lit up and displaying the main menu of Minecraft. “What the hell?” I thought, examining my surroundings before approaching the machinery. The tornado ripped half of my house away, replacing the walls and the windows with an empty space of air. There’s no way my computer could survive from this.
I stood in front of my computer and held alt and f4. Nothing happened. I pressed the ‘quit game’ button. Nothing happened again. Confused, I entered my single player hardcore world that I’ve been playing for the past two years. There was no sound. No cows mooing, no dogs barking, and the river beside me was silent too.
Wait.
I left my computer with my character falling asleep. What happened during that time? I began to wander the world I used to treasure, now covered in wreckages and scraps. The barn was completely gone, uprooted from the greasy soil. As I walked through the land, I kept picking up raw animal meat, as if it rained down from the sky. My mansion, too, was destroyed, reduced to a single metal door separating the living room and the rest of the world. Most of my builds were gone, abolished, as if…
…a tornado had swept across the land.
As the thought flashed across my mind, I pushed myself away from my computer. There was no mod, no add-ons. Pure vanilla survival. So why would it seem like a tornado had passed through? Right after one happening in real life, even. Suddenly, a loud screech emerged from the pc. I covered my ears in shock, too afraid to move a single muscle. The screech turned into an alarm, and the sky within my Minecraft world began to darken. It was the tornado alarm.
A circular whirlwind formed in the distance of the barren land in the blocky world. I could feel a current pushing me - pulling, in fact - towards my computer. The alarm continued, and many of my neighbours had gathered around the wreckage of my house to investigate the source of the noise. I let the current take me, until I was inches close to my monitor screen. The tornado approached menacingly, and I could feel the force getting stronger. Then, the sky darkened. Birds began to fly away from the town I live in, and guess what? Another alarm went off. 
The tornado alarm of the town.
I was too late to react when it happened. The whirlwind burst through the screen and enlarged itself in seconds, connecting its circumference with the hazy sky. It dragged me upwards, and I couldn’t do anything to stop it. 
Finally, everything came to a stop. I was thrown above the clouds, face to face with the shining sun, as if it was bidding farewell. As I descended below the white cotton, the air pressure began to drop. Suffocating, and painful. I saw the ground beneath me, and as soon as it started, it all ended in darkness.
Category:Creepypasta
Category:Dramapasta
Category:Supernatural
Category:Worlds
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