It Was That Night 2

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HERE IT IS, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN- WHAT YOU'VE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR (HOPEFULLY): THE SEQUEL TO IT WAS THAT NIGHT:
IT WAS THAT NIGHT 2— The return of Herobrine
I gripped my sword tighter. My thoughts were spinning- why had Herobrine been stalking me? And where was he now?
I turned, breathing heavily, to face the village. But a horrible surprise greeted me. There were cobwebs everywhere, the villagers and iron golems had disappeared and every nearby living creature was gone. What had happened?
Is this Herobrine's doing? I asked myself. Why would he turn the village abandoned? What did he do?
Sprinting over to the heart of the village, the cobblestone well, I peered into the dark depths of the water. To my surprise, I could see no bottom. Instead it looked like there was- an oak sign? The only way to be sure was to go in. I took a gulp of air and leaped into the well. For a few seconds I was floating aimlessly in the black water. Then I began to be pulled down.
There is a sign! I thought with triumph as I drifted over to the top of a ladder. The oak sign was placed so that the water wouldn't break it. I began to climb down.
There were no torches, no lanterns, no source of light anywhere in the small, cramped, dark tunnel. But I kept climbing down. Suddenly I noticed what looked like glowstone.
I jumped off the ladder and, ignoring my losing of a half heart, sneaked and began to advance towards the glowstone block. It looked like it was an arrow, pointing me in the direction of a 2x2 tunnel. As I crept along, I suddenly noticed the peculiar redstone torches lining the walls every couple of blocks. Of course, as they were redstone torches, they didn't give off much light. The tunnel was bathed in an eerie red glow. Singular pieces of redstone dust littered the floor at odd intervals. I shivered, thinking that they looked like blood splashes.
Suddenly the cramped, narrow tunnel opened up into a huge, cavernous room. A large hole had been carved out of the ceiling and a beautiful full moon shone directly above. The room itself was more like a cave, with stone, gravel, granite and andesite making up the walls, floor and ceiling. But the odd thing about the cave was that there was the occasional block of gold embedded into the floor.
As I sprinted a few laps of the ginormous cave, I looked around at my surroundings in wonder. What was this wonderful place doing underneath the ground? I glanced at the floor. That was when I noticed the trail.
The redstone trail, to be exact.
A few splotches of redstone dust seemed to be beckoning me to follow them. Curious as to where the trail might be leading, I stepped on each piece of redstone dust to ensure that I was on the right track. I didn't even think about the fact that the trail might be symbolising blood splotches.
The redstone dust led me along another tight, dimly lit tunnel. This one was only one block wide. I passed through layer upon layer of vines and narrowly avoided falling into a hidden stream. A bat or two swooped at me and I ducked. The tunnel seemed to go on forever but right at that moment I noticed a small light that was shining only blocks away.
Another glowstone block.
Suddenly I noticed that someone had spoken in the chat.
<Herobrine> What are you doing here, human?
Herobrine was back. But I wasn't going to answer him. You don't scare me, mister! Oh, you pretend you're so high and mighty, but you ain't know what you're messing with this time!
But the message kept coming, over and over.
<Herobrine> What are you doing here, human?
<Herobrine> What are you doing here, human?
<Herobrine> What are you doing here, human?
<Herobrine> What are you doing here, human?
<MinecraftPro> What are you doing here? Was it you who turned the village into an abandoned village? Where are the villagers? What did you do with them?
<Herobrine> This is my home. The Grotto of the Shining Moon.
I glanced around in shock. Huh? There's no grotto anywhere. And I can't even see the moon anymore!
<MinecraftPro> What grotto?
<Herobrine> Follow me... If you want.
There was a blinding flash of white light and Herobrine appeared in front of me. He had the same blank white eyes, the same default Steve skin, the same enchanted diamond sword in his hand that I had seen only yesterday when I had first encountered him.
He set off along the tunnel at a brisk pace. I struggled to catch up, and though I was excited to see this 'Grotto of the Shining Moon' I was still highly suspicious of Herobrine.
The narrow tunnel exploded into another huge cave that was similar to the last one- the hole in the ceiling, the stone walls, the strange gold blocks in the floor. However, at the far end of this one, an impossibly tall waterfall tumbled endlessly down onto shiny pebbles that had eroded over the years. Most of them were flat, sparkling in the moonlight that shone from the hole in the ceiling.
Was this the Grotto of the Shining Moon?
It sure looked like it- it was a grotto and sparkling moonlight poured from the moon-hole in the ceiling.
Herobrine gestured towards the huge waterfall as if he wanted me to walk towards it. Still in awe, I stumbled towards the waterfall and tripped through it. Instead of falling flat on my face, soaked, I tumbled through to the other side completely dry. Was the Grotto of the Shining Moon magical?
A glorious sight met my eyes- a luxurious temple-like structure sat neatly on a little island in the centre of a vast lake. The water was clear and calm, reflecting the stars that shone through a smaller version of the moon-hole. Was this Herobrine's house?
Herobrine appeared behind me. He walked straight towards the lake. As he stepped on the water, a collection of granite blocks formed under his feet, providing a bridge that led directly to the island.
He turned around halfway and beckoned for me to follow him. Tentatively I tested one of the granite blocks by placing half my weight on it. It seemed like a normal rock, so I stepped onto it and began following Herobrine across the lake.
The trip seemed to take hours- it was almost like the closer we got to it, the further away the little temple-like structure seemed. But eventually, after hours of balancing on granite blocks, we reached the door.
Herobrine reached out and tapped on the door. It glided open silently and we stepped inside.
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