In Search of Herobrine: A Famous Novel About Minecraft

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Table of Contents

Chapter 1: An Unexpected Start

Chapter 2: Looking For Answers

Chapter 3: Lost

Chapter 4: Hope on the Horizon

Chapter 5: Preparing for Battle

Chapter 6: Bubbling Water

Chapter 7: Always Watching

Chapter 8: Trapped!

Chapter 9: Saving Pigphelas

Chapter 10: Answers?

It was a beautiful day in the world of Minecraft, and Steve had just finished building his first house. It wasn’t all that impressive of a house— just four wooden walls and a roof. Steve was happy with it though, and it would keep the zombies out, so things were going pretty well. There was a sign beside the door that said ‘Steve’s House’.

              Steve walked around his house, making sure that everything was in order, then went inside and closed the door. The sun was just setting and strange growls and calls began to echo around the countryside. That was pretty normal for Minecraft, but then Steve

heard a new sound. There were a few thumping noises outside, then a sort of rustling sound, and last of all, a gravelly voice that said, very slowly, “…Sssteve…”

              Steve looked out of his door, but couldn’t see anything. There was more rustling, and finally, silence. The night passed slowly, and Steve spent the time crafting torches. He kept thinking of the voice. How did it know his name? Steve knew that zombies couldn’t talk, and while creepers did hiss, they certainly didn’t call people by name before blowing them up.

              Morning eventually came, and as Steve stepped outside, he saw that all the trees near his house had had all their leaves stripped off. The barren trees stood like telephone poles as Steve wondered what could have taken off all the leaves. There wasn’t any creature he could think of that did that.