As Steve's heart pounded the ghastly figure rose from the magma, his eyes shining like diamonds staring, burning into his soul. Backing away slowly, Steve stumbled and fell backwards, his torch went out...all was dark, only the moans of the lost miners echoed of the cave walls.
Steve stood and lit another torch. Herobrine was gone. As fast as he could, Steve bolted out of the mine into the village to seek help. The Elder would know what to do, and if there was any way to save his brother. Steve knocked on The Elder's door and entered. The Elder sat on his wooden chair staring into his fireplace. The Elder was the oldest in the village, so ol