All of these underwater caves were beginning to get annoying. It seemed as if something didn't want me to find the portal to the enderdragon's dimension. After a second my eyes adjusted to the light and I could see plenty of iron in the cave. Perhaps this was a good thing. As I was mining I noticed lots of little small passages.
One passage in particular seemed like it shadows moving around inside. I decided to investigate and dug stairs up into the passageway. As I stepped into the cave my scales began to crawl. I squinted and saw the dark outline of something sitting up against the wall.
It sat still in the dark. I grabbed a torch and began to inch closer to the object. as the light filled the room I noticed cobble and chests. It looked as if somebody had hidden here. There was no blood on the walls or floor so whoever was here probably made it out safe. I checked the chests and found some redstone, a bucket, and some dried wheat. I stuffed it into my pack and turned back around.
I swam up through the passageway I fell through and climbed back into my boat. I started to row further down the river.
I spent almost the whole night rowing. It seemed as if the monster didn't care much for the water. I figured my safest option was to just stay in the boat and away from land until sunrise.
Eventually I followed the river right past the desert I saw before. I couldn't see into it because of the mountains, and for the same reason I decided to keep going down the river.
I began to see huge trees in the horizon. The smell of mud and mushrooms began to hit my nose. I rowed deeper into the marsh.
My find were beginning to get sore from rowing all night so I decided to continue exploring on foot. I found a safe place to step out of my boat and climbed onto land.
I walked around and began to climb the mountains. I made it to the top of one of these mountains just as the sun was rising.
As the sun came up I could see all the creatures of the night fleeing back to the dark places they came from. However I did noticed that the endermen weren't running. Even stranger, they didn't seem afraid of the sun. Each one in unison turned and looked at the sun. In some sort of strange unison, each one turned away from the sun and began to grab things. One grabbed a pile of sand from the beach. Another collected leaves from a tree. I saw other grabbing flowers and grass. As each one collected something, there was a black blur and then they disappeared, leaving behind strange purple sparks of light.
With the sun coming up I decided to head back to my shelter and empty my pack. I went back down to the shore and climbed back into my boat. I rowed through the marsh again and as I was almost out, my boat was tugged by something beneath the water. As the boat rocked water began to splash in. I let go of the oars and grabbed a buckets. As I picked it up I noticed one of the oars get sucked into the water. I looked over the side of the boat and saw darkness beneath the water. The current was pulling downward I slipped and fell into the water. With the current pulling me down I frantically grabbed the boat trying not to get pulled in. The boat began the turn and fill with water. Soon the boat was so full that I was sucked into the marshes water along with my boat. I closed my eyes and heard the boat hit something just before I landed once again on cold damp stone.
I looked up and could see the daylight barely breaking the water.
Exhausted and trapped. I decided to rest here. I pushed the boat up against the wall and began to nod off. When I awoke it was still day light. Without a clock I wasn't sure how long I slept. I sat up and grabbed some bread from my pack. As I nibbled on it I looked at my boat. It was too heavy to get back up to the surface. Even if I could get it back up, it was too waterlogged to float anymore. I decided to leave it there and with the rest and some food I was feeling strong enough to swim back up. I swam to the surface and immediately got out of the marsh water. I climbed onto land and began heading the direction I thought my shelter might have been. After a while I found myself lost. I was in a thin forest. I started to look for any sign that could direct me in the right direction. And then I saw a patch of pumpkins.
Each one was facing the same direction with the same eerie face carved into them. I looked the direction they were looking and didn't see anything of interest. I wasn't sure what else to do, so I simply shrugged and headed the way the pumpkins were looking. I climbed up a mountain that was that way and from the top of it barely in the distance I could see my shelter.
I climbed down the mountain and began to run toward my house. I was ready to climb into my bed and empty my pack. As I ran I stopped sharply. I nearly fell straight into a hole.
I looked down. If I had fell there was a very slim chance that I would have lived. As I was pondering my near death experience, I heard a hissing from behind me. Before I could turn a deafening explosion happened. I was thrown into the hole. I grasped frantically at the sides of the hole. About halfway down I caught a rock barely. There was no way for me to climb back up from here. I could see below my some more foot holds and places I could hold onto. I decided my only option was down. Gradually I decided and once I reached the floor I saw a passage into the earth. With no other option. I stepped in.
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