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It had been just one month before Steve moved in his beloved city he called home. Although Steve thought this was just a normal city, he had a feeling that this would be the start of an adventure, though he had no idea when it would start.

Everyday was just the same old routine for Steve. Get up, go to work, come back home, go for a walk and go to bed. Everyday this would happen.

Steve woke up one morning and went downstairs to cook himself some pork for breakfast.

''Just another boring old day.'' Steve said to himself. That was when he heard the bang in his basement. Steve went down to investigate the old, dusty basement. As Steve turned on the light he thought that Nothing seemed wrong, Steve hadn't been sleeping well these past few nights so it must have been his imagination. Steve turned around to see a crooked table on the floor. Steve went over to investigate. He lifted the table up and gazed down at what he thought was a hallucination. It looked like a small enderman but with a scar across it's eye. Steve had read about it in books but he had always thought they never existed. The baby enderman look injured so Steve bent down to pick it up. Startled, the baby enderman jumped up and bit Steve's arm. Something appeared behind him. Steve looked around to see the baby enderman clutch onto this creature's leg. This creature wasn't an enderman so i couldn't have been it's mother. This thing looked all corrupted and kept on twitching. It grabbed Steve's neck and threw him across the basement. Feeling all dizzy and disorientated, Steve looked at the creatures and saw them flash a bright white. The creature teleported away and Steve blacked out.

When Steve woke up he found it was almost 3 PM. Rushing back upstairs, Steve put his shoes on and went to the nearest coffee shop.

''Afternoon Steve. You look awfully strange. What happened to you?'' Asked the coffee man.

''I don't wanna talk about it. look hears 4 golden nuggets and give me a coffee, keep the change.'' Said Steve.

''Your arm looks very swollen.'' Exclaimed the coffee man.

Steve looked at his arm. It did look a deep purple and it was very swollen.

''You should see Doctor Desmond.'' said the coffee man.

''It's fine, i'll just put some ice on it.'' And with that, Steve walked home.

Later that evening, Steve heard a noise outside so he decided to check it out. When he got there, the police were doing some sort of investigation. A murder had happened. Steve overheard the police talking to a witness. The witness said he was wearing a light blue top, dark blue trousers and had brown hair. That perfectly fit the description of Steve. The witness screamed as she saw Steve, thinking that he was the murderer. Steve ran home as fast as he could. Steve opened his door. The creature that he saw in the basement was standing them, smiling at him. The thing disappeared. Steve felt agony in his bitten arm. Steve collapsed to the floor. He had a vision of something.

''What are you doing?'' Said the voice. It sounded an awful lot like the coffee man. Another voice came.

''Never give advice to people!'' said the other voice.

The vision became clearer and clearer. The person was butchering the coffee man. This person looked like Steve except for one thing. His eyes were white.

Steve knew that he would be soon...