You wake up in a tent with a bed, a chest, a crafting table, and some books on a bookshelf...That's odd, you didn't build this, and as far as you know, there aren't any other people in this world you call home (except for those brainless, big-nosed, careless beings living in those small villages; let's call them Natives). Something is wrong, you're hearing chatter outside that you don't understand; those Natives don't speak. A man walks in and tells you "Generalforsamlingen ønsker å se deg." You pass out. A language you don't understand, a man you don't know, an unfamiliar place, this is all too much for you. You wake back up...staring into your face is the same man, surrounded by others in red clothes, under an iron chestplate. Another man in a white coat standing off to the side asks "What is your name?" What a relief, you understand him! You try to answer, but you can't speak. The man who asked you the question knows...your in shock. He tells everyone to get out of the tent in that strange language, and everyone obeys except for one man. He is taller than the rest, taller than the others, but shorter than those huge black beings (Endermen). The man in the white coat talks to the giant man, again in their own language. They get into an argument, and the taller man storms out...very frustrated. The man in the white coat sits next to you, and stares at you...he asks "Do you remember?"

I'll make part 2 if I know people like this, so far I only have 9 views...probably from my friend and I.