Subject: Farvin’s Great Adventure

Farvin started up his computer very wearily as he had just woke up from a tireless sleep. His body aching all over. He hated these days where he had to go to work early, improving code to
his favorite game, Minecraft. That was his job, one of the many developers of Minecraft. Everyday was the same thing: wake up, code, eat, sleep, and the whole process starts over the next day. But today was different, he got a phone call from the Jonathan (the head developer of Minecraft) early this morning about how there was some glitches in the software. This never happened before, but it was his job to find out what was up.
After a long startup, Farvin’s computer was up and running. Opening up MInecraft, he started just a random single player world that would be for testing and started playing. His character materialized on a grassy plain, his pure green skin putting a bland taste to his mouth, he wished he could change the skin, but he didn’t have time to do it right now. He had better things to do. Looking around the landscape he found nothing out of the ordinary. He saw that the trees were growing out of the ground and the pigs were pink.
“Why had Jonathan put me on a wild goose chase? There was nothing here to see.” Farvin muttered to himself.
Just as he was about to close the program, he saw something dart from one tree to the other, it wasn’t a cow. It was much slower than this creature. Crouching in place and moving slowly forward, he tried to stay out of sight so he wouldn’t scare the creature.
“I’ve never seen you before, what are you?”
Just before he got to see what it was behind the tree, it stepped out in the open. Farvin gasped in shock when he realized what the creature was. The creature had to blazing white eyes starting straight at him. The creature had dark hair that looked close to an evil black.
It was Herobrine.
In a swift motion, Farvin disconnected from his world immediately. Trying to get out of the vile creatures presence. Shutting down the computer really fast, Farvin went to his closet to get a baseball bat given to him by his father. Its metal rim glowing in the light of the room. Stepping up to the computer with his bat in hand. He brought it down on his CPU. Strike after strike, the case eventually showed hints of dents and scratches. Then the internals itself got destroyed upon impact of the bat.
Stepping away from the destroyed CPU, he saw the case and internals, crushed and mangled.