Once upon a time, a creeper was strolling through the forest, looking for tasty animals to eat. He strolled past a disfigured tree, where an enderman had stolen a block of wood. He shrugged. He'd seen lots of things like this before in the wild. They never affected him, they just look strange. You see, the creeper had never had an interest in endermen. So what, they're three blocks high. If anything, that's a disadvantage. And teleporting? Well... Who cares? The creeper didn't care for such evil doings. He'd seen an enderman attack an adventurer, and it wasn't pretty. The creeper shook off that horrible thought and continued walking. The sunset orange of the sky began to fade into a dark grey when the creeper reached the outskirts of the forest. A warm light was erupting from behind the trees, basking anyone who went near it with a healthy glow. The creeper cursed. It was a house, and it looked like they were having a party. Someone had put 'Wait' on an expensive jukebox. To be honest, the creeper preferred '11', but he wasn't here to debate music. He had to cross that party if he wanted to find food, and a nice, dark cave to nest in from the night. The creeper breathed in. And stepped into the orange light... Heaps of glow stone hung from a wooden canopy suspended in the air by fence poles. The rhythmic pulsating of a nether portal could be heard faintly. Someone had turned the music off. 20 pairs of eyes stared at the creeper. He almost had a heart attack. There were people, people with red hair, brown hair and yellow hair, all in fancy outfits and dancing. Or, at least, there were dancing.

Somebody screamed. Which, of course, set off a whole chain of startled cries. People panicked, smashed things, bumped things, all in a hurry to flee the place where they had being having the time of their lives just 5 minutes ago.