4″You’re walking in the woods in the late afternoon, looking for birch trees. You finally find a grove when you hear the bushes rustle, you instinctively equip your sword, and ready yourself for a fight. Instead of a hostile mob, you find yourself staring at Scar. He looks panicked and he grabs your hand and starts to run with you. “Keep running! There’s a ton of zombies chasing me!”
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