...I was a the only survivor of the entire Monongahela river expedition of the year 1457. Out of that terrible disaster came a being, a being of which it's species and motives are unknown. I was left wet, cold, and frightened in the river but a long boat came sailing down the river and a archer jumped out and grabbed me. He laid me down in the boat with a blanket and he steered the boat towards a larger ship about two miles away from the coast. You may be wondering what happened to the rest of the crew of the expedition. Well, here is what happened...The date was June 14th, 1457 in the year of the creator, Notch. It is the third year of the war. Our army was growing weaker and poorer as time dragged on. We needed more resources so our leader, Captain Grant was to lead an expedition to the Monongahela river. I was a young lad full of dreams of adventure and spirit so I decided to volunteer instead of working on my father's farm. I went to the enlistment office and I was signed up as a swordsman for there were to be dangerous wildlife that were to be encountered. My armor was poor chain-mail and I was given a stone sword. We set sailed for the island. About two hours into the expedition, we saw two glowing white objects hovering in the sky. The crewman looked up and became full of fear for they knew not of what these objects were. Two minutes later, they vanished. No one could make sense out of what just happened, all but one. The old sailor of our ship stood up from his seat and called for the attention of the crew. He made of speech talking about mysterious tall beings and a fellow called o hekosbrin.o For some, what he was saying was nonsense but for others, they didno t know what to think. We finally spotted the island after two days have passed after the strange occurrence. The ship docked two miles away from the island while two longboats with soldiers, miners, and mapmakers docked on the sandy beach. The island is mostly jungle with a few caves inland. We built a wooden settlement with a house inside for the captain and the officers. Everyone else slept in a tent. Some poor souls slept outside the settlement in the rain. For a few days, no discoveries of riches or treasures were made. Though, one day, we heard a shout of joy. Me and a group of miners and guards made may to the location of the sound and we saw what was making the lad happy. A cave full of iron, gold, and diamonds. Many riches were in this cave and it looked like a very deep cave. This maybe enough resources to make enough weapons and armor to turn the tide of the war. We left the miners and soldiers there to guard the area from wild animals and miners that might make off with treasure for themselves. The rest of us ,including the captain, left to sleep the night in the settlement. At about 3:00 in the morning, we heard strange sounds. Strange grunting sounds. Holes began to appear in the walls of the settlement. Then, we heard shouting and fighting. I got out of my tent and there I saw...the tall people. This tall, black beings with purple eyes. I knew not of these beings before. I was full of confusion but I knew that I had to prepare for a battle on my hands. I ran to my tent and I equipped myself with the chainmail and my stone sword. I cut down two of them attacking a crew member but then, two tall beings appeared and vanished. I didn't know what to do. I ran from the settlement and to the cave to inform the guards and miners of the situation. When I arrived, there was only a miner there. He was on the ground, badly wounded. He told me only one thing, "Herobrine." Then, I remembered the words of the old sailor, "Hekosbrin."
Then, I saw the spirit himself. His tattered blue uniform and his white, soulless eyes. He said in his screeching voice, leave and die like your crew here did. I, furious and angry, charged, howling and yelling with my sword but he shot fire out of his eyes and I landed on the river of the island. I from far away saw the settlement burn to the ground. I was badly wounded and confused but then, a boat appeared and a crew member grabbed me and took me to the ship. The ship fired upon the island with it's ammunition of TNT. We left for our home town and I never forgot my experiences of the Monongahela River Expedition of 1457.