Minecraft by Delilah S. Dawson

Author:Delilah S. Dawson [Dawson, Delilah S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Random House Worlds
Published: 2022-03-02T00:00:00+00:00

16

CHUG

It’s dark by the time we climb up out of Mal’s tunnel and into a room with a giant chicken statue, and the woodland mansion is quiet. We’re ready, weapons out, but no foes appear. Mal fits in a stone block, and you can’t even tell there was ever a hole there. I yawn so big that my jaw cracks, and that makes Lenna and Mal and Jarro yawn, too.

“We have to sleep,” Mal whispers. She jerks her head toward the stairwell, which has a nifty hidden spot behind it. We slept there last time with no trouble, so it looks like we’re going to do that again.

“But Tok,” I protest, and she’s already shaking her head.

“When we don’t sleep, we get stupid and clumsy, and when we get stupid and clumsy, we get hurt. If they’re here, they’re sleeping, too. If they’re not here, we’ll be ready when they arrive.”

I know she’s right, but I hate that she’s right. “Can we at least visit the room full of food?”

Mal shakes her head sadly. “We’re too beat. If we walked into a room filled with enemies, they’d destroy us.” She looks to Jarro. “How many of them did you see, back when they kidnapped you?”

He thinks back. “Six or seven? I don’t really know. It was dark. Between five and ten.”

“Four of us against five to ten adults is not great odds.” She doesn’t say it, but her eyes shoot to Jarro. He was pretty good with the horses, but otherwise, he hasn’t proven to be a real asset. He barely managed to take down a zombie, and if he had to face an actual human, I know he’d freeze up. If we got in a fight right now, we’d probably be better off if he just hid behind the stairs.

They put out their beds, all in a row because there’s not much room, and I curl against the wall, resigned to discomfort. There might be beds somewhere in the mansion, although we took several during our last visit, but we’re just too tired to fight. As I toss and turn, wishing for a blanket or anything other than cold, hard stone, Mal stands up and roots through her pockets. She saved a lot of the stone she found mining earlier, and she uses a few blocks to wall us off. I sigh in relief. It’s funny how when you’re constantly in danger, you forget how exhausting it is to be constantly in danger. I hang my torch on the wall, and the light is back to what I think of as Cornucopia Normal. I never knew true darkness until we ventured beyond our town’s walls. There are so many torches in Cornucopia that no mobs can ever spawn. It’s more comfy like this, with the torchlight flickering.

Jarro is the first one asleep, and I’m forced to stare at him, which is not something I would choose. He looks different out here. Smaller. It’s almost like he’s a different person,

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