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As I fly through the air, several thoughts are bouncing around in my adrenaline suffused mind: "What hit me? Will I survive this fall? Why does this always happen to me?"
Turns out the cliff wasn't as tall as I had originally thought. I slam into the ground, losing a few hearts in the process, but I'm still alive. Unfortunately, the creature that masterminded this ambush decides to rear his ugly head . . . it turns out it's that same spider who'd been camped on my roof all night. Figures.
Weakened and disoriented, I scramble to arm my new sword and vacate the spider's landing ground as it crashes ingloriously into the hill beside me. He charges me, hissing madly, but his moment of hesitation after landing costs him. Several seconds of furious slicing later, I'm victorious (if just a bit weaker than before).
He also drops some string, which I happily stow in my pockets for later use.
Now that I've successfully resolved the crisis, I start pondering what my next course of action ought to be. Whilst doing so, I catch a glimpse of something green moving in the corner of my vision, accompanied by a distinctive, dreaded sound.
"Sssssssssssssssssssss . . . "
"BANG!!!"
Sure enough, a creeper explodes right next to me. I'm fast enough to dodge the brunt of the blast, but it takes a chunk out of the hillside and leaves me even more rattled than before.
Disgruntled, I dice up a swimming pig and carve out a large deposit of coal while deciding my next move. I'm just hiking over another hill and fiddling around in my inventory when . . .
"SssssssssssssssssssssBANG!!!"
I gather up my slightly trashed belongings, and spot yet another creeper trying to sneak up on me. I furiously slice-n'-dice him into green slivers, but he doesn't drop any gunpowder.
I'm not satisfied yet, though. It's time to bring the fight to the enemy.
Next: Claustrospelunker.
creepers... this is why I walk with a swiveling head..
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