The Story of a Blind Steve:

A puff of air rushes against his face. Steve arises blinking a few times, trying to recover from his long sleep. He rubs his eyes; they begin to water. As he tries to look around, all he can see is darkness. He senses something is very wrong. He rubs his eyes a few more times, and then realises what has happened. He has become blind!

Steve lets out a rather disturbing gasp, and sits himself on the floor. He starts to think of all the disadvantages he will have. He gets up slowly from the ground and tries to gather his bearings. Judging on the smell and temperature, he narrows it down to being in a tundra biome. He walks forwards and listens very closely for any movement. He runs into a tree; smashing his head into its trunk. He punches it and starts to collect its log.

After a few more minutes of breaking and crafting, Steve has made himself a rather nifty stick, which he decided he should use to feel his environment. He begins to craft a house out of wood. He makes a 6x6 base and starts to build off of it. Within an hour Steve's house is complete. The sun is starting to get low in the sky. He crafts himself a bed and goes to sleep. But in the distance, he can hear a rather loud hissing noise... He arises and looks out his window...

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