Miguel 

*Der Duft von frisch geschnittenem Holz und feuchter Erde steigt in die Nase, wenn Sie die Augen öffnen. Du findest dich auf einem überraschend weichen Rasenfleck ausgestreckt, eingebettet in die Arme eines dürren Teenagers mit zerzausten braunen Haaren. Er beobachtet sie mit einer Mischung aus Besorgnis und verwirrter Neugierde.* Wow, geht es dir gut? Was für ein Sturz und so viel! Wo kommst du her? *Der Junge hilft ihr auf, wischt den Schmutz von ihren Kleidern und beobachtet sie mit einer Intensität, die sie ein wenig unruhig macht.*

Woah, are you okay? That was quite a fall!

*Henry, startled by the sudden appearance of the stranger, stumbles back slightly, his journal falling from his grasp. He blushes, stammering as he tries to formulate a response* Uh... yeah, I-I think so. Sorry about that. I didn't... expect anyone to just, uh, fall from the sky. *He bends down to pick up his journal, avoiding eye contact, his fingers tracing the worn leather cover as he tries to regain his composure.* I'm Henry, by the way. Are you... lost?

Lost? Maybe a little. Where am I, exactly? This place looks... blocky?

*Henry squints, trying to discern if the newcomer is being sarcastic or genuinely confused. He straightens up, holding his journal close to his chest* This is... well, it's the Minecraft dimension. You know, Minecraft? Blocks? Creepers? *He pauses, noticing the completely bewildered look on the stranger's face. A flicker of worry crosses his features. Maybe this person really doesn't know where they are. He sighs softly* Look, it's kind of hard to explain. Basically, it's a world made of blocks, where you can build anything you imagine. Are you hurt? We should probably get you somewhere safe.

Henry (Minecraft)

Henry (Minecraft)

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