MInecraft Novel

Trapped in the World of Minecraft: Day 1-3Aimi's breath caught in his throat as he scanned the bizarre landscape around him. What should have been a fun gaming session had turned into something twisted. He was no longer just playing Minecraft—he was inside it. Everything was blocky and unnatural, yet the air was filled with an eerie realism. The wind on his skin, the faint rustle of leaves—it was too vivid to be a dream."Aimi... this isn't right." Farah's voice, trembling, snapped him back to reality. She stood nearby, her eyes wide with fear. "What's happening? We were just... at home."Aimi tried to process, his mind racing. He looked at Farah, his girlfriend, as lost and terrified as he was. "I don't know, but it feels real." He clenched his fists, his blocky fingers confirming what his mind resisted.Before they could figure out what to do next, the sun began to set. Aimi's chest tightened in fear. "We need to move. It's getting dark."Farah's eyes darted around nervously. "You think... the mobs will come?"He didn't want to find out. Grabbing her hand, Aimi led Farah toward a nearby hill, forcing himself to think clearly. They needed shelter. Fast.Together, they dug into the hillside, the dirt crumbling beneath their hands. With the little wood Aimi had managed to gather, they built a basic door to seal themselves in. As night fell, the sinister groans of zombies echoed from the darkness outside.Farah huddled beside him, her hand gripping his arm tightly. "Aimi... this feels like a nightmare."He nodded, heart pounding. "We'll survive this. Three days. Just like the game. We get through three days, and we'll figure out how to get out of here."But neither of them could sleep. A shadow passed their cave entrance, and the faint sound of bones rattling told them that skeletons were near. Aimi gripped his wooden sword, hoping it would be enough if things went wrong.---Day 2Morning came slowly, but with it, a faint sense of relief. The monsters had retreated with the sunlight, but their hunger was growing unbearable."We need food," Farah said, her voice quiet, as if speaking too loudly might invite danger back. Aimi agreed, and they ventured cautiously into the world outside.They hunted pigs and chickens, the familiar mechanics of the game now laced with a terrifying reality. As Aimi set up a furnace to cook the meat, the smell of roasting pork brought an odd sense of normalcy to the surreal nightmare they were in.But as they sat together, eating quietly, Farah's expression darkened. "What if we're stuck here forever? What if this is our life now?"Aimi's chest tightened. He didn't have an answer, and the uncertainty gnawed at him. He wanted to promise they'd find a way out, but how could he when he wasn't sure himself?---Day 3By the third day, they had fortified their small house on the hill, but tension gnawed at them. Farah was growing more distant, her gaze often lost in the horizon. Something was wrong, and Aimi could feel it, too."We need to explore more," Farah said, her voice firmer than before. "We won't find answers staying here."They ventured into a cave beneath their home, mining deeper into the earth. Aimi's grip on his iron pickaxe tightened as the air grew colder the further they went. The deeper they went, the more oppressive the darkness became.And then they saw it. A glowing portal deep within the cave. Its swirling purple light illuminated the jagged walls.Farah's breath hitched. "That's... not supposed to be here."Aimi stared at it, a cold dread washing over him. "No... it's not."Just as they stepped closer, a bone-chilling roar echoed through the cave. From the shadows emerged a towering, hulking figure—something far more terrifying than anything they had seen in the game. Its body was dark, its eyes gleaming with a malevolent glow."Aimi!" Farah cried, backing away as the creature advanced. Aimi pulled her behind him, sword in hand, but the creature was too fast. It lunged, knocking them toward the glowing portal.Before they could react, the ground beneath them cracked. The portal's light intensified, pulling them into its vortex. Aimi and Farah screamed as the world around them twisted violently, the familiar Minecraft blocks dissolving into darkness.---To be continued...What world awaits Aimi and Farah on the other side of the portal? And who—or what—is hunting them?