Under Bedrock Part Four

== Thursday, October 16, 2031 (continued) ==
I wake up. The first thing I notice was I was no longer in the cave; I was somehow in a taiga biome. What day is it? I look at my watch. It says it's still October 16.
My watch is super cool. It shows the time, date, it tracks your steps, knows the temperature and so much more. Wait. Alex isn't with me! I get smacked in the face really hard. I fall to the ground.
Herobrine.
That man haunts me. Though he's not exactly a man... he's... I don't know what he is. I swing my sword at him, and our swords clash. Though suddenly, Herobrine yells "OW!"
I see a fox behind him. It's orange fur looked dirty, as if he had just been in a pile of mud. Herobrine tries to kill the poor fox, but I see the bite marks on the man's back, and slash at it. I don't know WHAT I was thinking, but he hit me and I blacked out.
I woke up a while later, and the same fox was with me, and he had sweet berries in his mouth. I thought of Herobrine... the time he almost killed me over a decade ago... the whole Notch made... and I saw what was under bedrock. The void. Black. Nothingness.
Right now, though, I can't think about that. Me and the fox just need to find Alex.
The fox dropped the berries next to me, likely for me to eat. Then it scurried away on its quick, short legs. I got up and followed it to a patch of sweet berries. I picked some, and after washing them in the river, ate them. I was hurt and starving, and I needed to eat whatever I could find.
I had some iron left in my inventory, which I used to make shears and shear some sheep. After chopping a tree or two, I created a small base for me and the fox. A tent, a crafting table, a campfire, and a sleeping bag. It wasn't long before it got dark. The fox went into my tent and quickly fell asleep. But I couldn't.
The pain ached my body. I had been hurt and attacked too much, luckily not yet beyond what I could handle. But it still hurt. There were scars and bruises all over my body, and no matter how tired I became, I couldn't fall asleep. Especially thinking about how my life was constantly in danger. It was about 11:45, almost the next day, before I could sleep.
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