N0t d34d.exe

Like always, these stories are FAKE, do not believe anything you read! Entities that I write about do not exist in Minecraft. Since our protoganist is an adult, there is some swearing, so keep note of that. Anyways, enjoy
==Show Starter==
Damian Hendricks was 23 years old when he encountered a strange entity haunting his Minecraft world. Luckily he came out alive to tell his 'story'. This story is written in the first person view, so don't go thinking that this happened to me, this is only canon in the story itself. Alright, enjoy. (I know I don't potray an adult well, I'm only 18, but I tried ok).
==Day 1, April 17, 7:35 AM==
Well the day started off normal for me. I came home from work, my wife greeted me, and I went to my man cave to play some Minecraft. She thinks it's childish for me to be playing a kids game, but I don't care anyways. I created a new world, and I spawned normally. I went to gather some wood, made a crafting table, made some tools, etc. 
I decided to go looking around, looking for some animals to kill for meat. I found and killed 3 pigs, 5 cows, and 7 chickens. I almost had enough leather for a chestplate, I went looking around for more cows, but I stumbled upon something interesting. I found a house, just smack down in the middle of nowhere. 'What the hell' I thought. I went inside to see if there was anyone inside. It was vacant. But it was built like your average Minecraft house, it was a 11x11 house with many furnaces, chests, and a bed for setting the spawn point. I decided since I didn't have a house, that I wanted to stay at this house. I didn't know that it was going to be dangerous at all. Not even one bit. I was interested by this house. I wanted to explore more. And I started searching around for more things this mystery benefactor built. 
Turns out that this 'player' made his own mine, a storage room, and a guard tower. I don't know why someone would build a guard tower, Well I don't know what the fuck was I doing, so I decided to go back to the house to sleep, it was nighttime anyways. I awoke to the sound of chickens. I went outside to find a chicken farm. How is this possible? I have no idea what has happened. I decided to ignore it and keep exploring. But then I saw someone running in the distance. It was in the shape of a player, but it didn't have a name tag. I checked my world to see if I was on Multiplayer, turns out I wasn't. I again ignored it and continued on.
==Day 1, April 17, 9:25 AM==
I was on the world for the past hour looking for some explanation on what was going on here. I searched the majority of the world, and found no traces of players anywhere, not even any left behind clues. I thought that my world was haunted, but it couldn't be. My world was private, and people could only join by invite. I had no clue what was going on.
It was 9:25 AM, I didn't go to bed that night, I wanted to keep searching for clues. I've spent a couple of minutes looking for remaining monsters to kill for items. For some reason, I found a skeleton with an iron sword. But instead of attacking me, it just stood there, staring at me. I attacked it and it didn't get knocked back, much like an iron golem. I killed it and it dropped its sword, which surprisingly wasn't damaged at all. I took it back to the house to put it in the chest. I found that all of them were filled with redstone. I examined the surroundings. No one was around. I shrugged it out and took out a stack of redstone to put the sword in there. Went down to the mine and found some iron and some gold. I couldn't mine it since I still had a wooden pickaxe. I mined some of the stone and crafted a stone pickaxe for the iron. Went back down to find the ores gone, and replaced with cobblestone. 
I was getting slowly furious right now, I don't know what was going on. Then I got a call, from an unidentifiable number, I decided to answer. A deep voice said on the other end "Get off." and hung up. I thought it was a prank call and moved on. Then my computer was lagging. FPS was at 100. I could barely move. Then I got kicked from the game, and the lag stopped. But the message was a little decieving, and it was the same thing that man said, "Get off." I was confused. Something was going on.
== Day 1, April 17, 4:00 PM ==
I got back on at 4:00 PM to check on the world. The world was deleted! It was replaced with a world named 'Get off'. I had nothing better to do, so I got on the world. Turns out it was the world I had before, but everything was flattened, except for the house and mountains. I quickly rushed to the house to find everything in the chests renamed to 'Get off', then I was killed for no reason at all. Respawned in some sort of hospital. I didn't know there was a hospital built on this world. It looked like a normal, realistic hospital. Then someone named 'Dr. Talon' walked inside the room I was in. "Greetings, you must be Damian Hendricks, I am Doctor Oscar Talon." he said. How did he know my name! I don't know what was going on exactly. Then someone else named 'Dr. Sherman' walked in too, but he had some sort of scalpel attached to his hand, it looked too realistic for Minecraft graphics! His coat was covered in blood, as well as his hands. Then I was injected with anesthesia. I fell asleep in real life!
When I was asleep, I was in some sort of mind game. I was inside the game, and I looked exactly like my character, but I had a lab coat on. Some doctors led me to some form of secret laboratory. There was someone inside, he was strapped onto a table, and then they led me into the control room, and I felt like the person strapped down to that table was a test subject. Then all of a sudden the subject broke out and he was killing the doctors. I couldn't fight back so I hid behind the control panel. The subject then walked towards me, pinned me to the ground, and cut my chest open and started taking out my organs and eating them. I could feel them being pulled out in real life. I could feel the pain in reality. Then I woke up instantly. I was banned from the world this time, but the message wasn't the same. It said 'y0u w1ll d13 1n 7h3 n3x7 24 h0ur5 unl355 y0u d3l373 7h3 64m3'. I couldn't understand it at all. It was all in leet speak, which I couldn't understand. Then my computer shut down for no reason. But I couldn't turn it back on. I decided to make some dinner and maybe the problem will fix itself.
== Day 2, April 18, 8:30 AM. ==
I went straight to bed last night, I didn't even care about the game. I woke up at 8:30 AM to check on my computer. It turned on like normal. I checked my files to see if they were corrupted. Turns out something was downloaded onto my computer. It was called 'N0t d34d.exe'. I decided to open the file. It was a snapshot of a message on a piece of paper. It was written in old English typewriter font. It said '1f y0u d3l373 7h15 f1l3, 7h3n y0u w1ll d13 1n 7h3 n3x7 24 h0ur5. 7h15 15 y0ur l457 w4rn1n6, d3l373 7h3 64m3 n0w 0r 1 w1ll k1ll y0u.' 
Again it was in leet speak, and I couldn't understand it whatsoever. I decided to use a L337 Converter, and what I heard was horrifying. It read 'If you delete this file, then you will die in the next 24 hours. This is your last warning, delete the game now or I will kill you'. WHY WOULD THIS GUY WANT TO KILL ME! I'M NOT READY TO DIE YET! I had to delete Minecraft. I had to, this is a matter of life and death!
I uninstalled Minecraft and I kept it uninstalled for weeks, I didn't want to break the rules. I decided to message a Mojang administrator to figure out what was going on. It actually took 10 minutes to get a reply. When I did, the reply said 'There was a player who hated everyone so much that he went and killed most of our players. You and 17 others are the last players remaining. You have to keep Minecraft uninstalled for the remainder of the day. Good luck'. 
The reply made no sense. How can this one guy kill hundreds of people in ONE game? Nobody knew exactly, but at least I have survived. I am kept Minecraft uninstalled for the entire day. Once this day is over, I am reinstalling it. I am sick and tired of not playing Minecraft today. I hope those survivors are still alive, and I hope they read this diary. 
Well that was the end of another one of my stories. Stay safe, and stay frosty, Altas out. 
Category:Creepypasta
Category:Supernatural
Category:Entities
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