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I remember it and feel it so clearly, everything was so normal then. Getting ready for the Endercon building competition and not winning against Lukas and his gang of jerks...again.
Helping petra to find this creepy breaded guy and meeting up with Lukas and lukas helping us with petra issue and we found the witherskull more then one and then everything went wrong very wrong.
The breaded guy was actually named Ivor and we couldn't stop him from activating the witherstorm and all we have to do now is follow Gabriel to his temple.
I remember running as fast as my feet could take me, I could spot Lukas and Petra and Oliva and Axel jumping over fallen wood but I didn't have time to worry about them as a big tentacles slumped down in front of me and I knock myself on it and the tracker beams got me because of my mess up and I was rising up into the air.
I tried to scream for help but nobody came for me, I was trapped and death was creeping to me in record speed. For a split second I could see all of them go inside the temple. I tried to swim or grab anything but it didn't matter.
The feeling of being sucked into the witherstorm was the most horrible feeling I ever felt. The witherstorm smelled awful like it was a sickening sweet and dry odor and decaying flesh mixed into one.
all I could see is darkness and I could feel my body beginning to connect the storm skin, I try to pull away but it gripped me hard and rough, I could feel it go around my shoulders and head, my breathing begin to become more uneven and hard to control as I felt it spread around me, I could feel it grip my hair, a rough pull that made me gasp in pain.
“Get off me,” I remember yelling in panic breath, every failed attempt of a kick made it connect to me more stubbornly. This is not the way I want to die, I thought. This can't be.
everything went black
The next minute I was back running as fast as my feet could take me. Everything was the same, right at that moment I felt my heart beat rising and my version was blurred, I could still feel the storm on my skin but I didn't want to think about so once I saw the tentacle in front of me, I shook my head to bring my focus back and I jumped over the tentacle and finally made it with the others.
And now here I am sitting with the rest of the gang in our dirty hut with Netherrack in the middle fire pooling out of it. Keeping us warm. I felt crazy looking back on what happened to me, it didn't happen right? I just dreamt that the witherstorm got me out of stress right? It doesn't matter anyway I have better things to worry about.