Best to quit while you’re ahead. Thrilled with your treasure, you start thinking about all the ore blocks and bee nests you’ll be able to collect. What for? That’s between you and the next person that trespasses into your mine.
You enthusiastically dig straight up, barely dodging not one, not two, but THREE separate streams of lava (seriously, when will you learn?) and soon enough you see the familiar glow of the campfire.
You proudly show your friends your new pickaxe and they enthusiastically nod then go back to their business. As you lay your weary head on your perfectly rectangular pillow, a thought crosses your mind... what if I’d gone in a different direction?
THE END
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