Continuation of the last chaper

| 7:35 PM |

Mitch pushed the door open, peering inside as the others tiptoed to look over his shoulder, Sky and the shorter brunette struggling of course. Once he thought it was safe, he heaved it open, staring at the dimly lit place that was dark as the nether.

"Wow, look. At. All. Of . these. Bottles." The glasses wearing brunette mumbled as he ran over to a cabinet the had a stack of half filled bottles. He swiped one from the shelf, eyeing his reflection as he grinned. Jason quickly joined him, jaw dropping as he spotted a faint green glow come from the bottom shelf.

"They, are so large!-"

"What does this do?" He kneeled down and picked the bottle up, it being semi heavy due to how much was in it. He stood up and carried the bottle in his hand, shaking it a bit. He looked at the bubbles inside, all popping and appearing as he shook it in his hand.

"Jason, don't do that, this is like a witch's house. It's dangerous.." The bacca glared seriously. The blonde stared at him for a moment before putting it back carefully, Tyler doing the same. Something popped into Sky's mind, making him uneasy.

"You've been here before?" He asked, shoving a scroll back into the dusty drawer as the bacca shrugged. Mitch frowned as he looked up at some books, all heavy and cobweb covered, he wondered how the bottles filled with strange liquid had been made.

"Hey doods, look at this, those are some laarge books.." He stated, eyes staring up at a particularly big, leather book that had a print of some kind. He tried to reach it, only to be met by thin cobwebs that covered his hand. He pulled away as the look of disgust plastered onto his face.

Jerome chuckled, clapping his paws together and showing his short claws, which were enough to latch onto something. He hopped up, his hind legs stepping on the second shelf as he reached up. He avoided the cobwebs, reaching up and placing a paw on the fifth shelf. He felt nothing but wood, he groaned.

"Hmm, it was somewhere to the right.. I think.." He padded his paw around, searching for the book as he stuck his tongue out. He felt cobwebs and dust coat his fur with dirt, grimacing slightly.

He shifted to the left, suddenly there feeling of leather against his claws.

"Aha, found it, you guys didn't even do anything." He pouted playfully at the giggling and chuckling group. He clawed it, almost all of it was over the edge, half of it dangling on the edge as Jerome dropped down onto the wooden floor, landing on all fours

They stared up at it as it tipped over the side, landing in cutters of pages as dust crowded the place with a THUD.

Sky coughed, waving his hand around the air  as he coughed into the color of his shirt, eyes narrowing with the others as the book stayed in place.

"Jeez, that book must be really old!" Sky coughed, the disappearing dust particles around them faded. Only

"Yeah, pretty sure it is.." Jerome mumbled, sitting as Mitch picked the book up, examining it in his hand and waving it. He shook some dust cobwebs off it, cringing when he spotted the crippled pages.

He opened it to reveal  brown, worn, pages that had weird, almost unkown hand writing, which he couldn't understand. He assumed this was another language.

"I don't know what it says, but I'm pretty sure the title says something along the lines of; 'le-nds-of-min-cra-tia', I don't really know." Jerome says, eyes wandering over the dusty cover the book had.

"How did ya know?" The shorter brunette, who was named Ty, asked. (yes, I know that I didn't use his name last chapter until now, its because I wanted to introduce him through the dialogue..)

"I kinda live here, I picked up a weird language when I was wondering around.." He trailed off, his brown eyes shifting onto the tinted window that had hand prints present on it, though, it looked a bit fresh.

"How did you know English?"

Jerome looked at Mitch.

"..You see me talking, right?"

"..Yes."

"I-"

"You evolved from a child?" Ty cut off  his sentence.

"..."

"..."

"Man, you guys are really into card games, and well, sorta, I don't know what happened." He sighed sheepishly. Sky tiptoeing to Mitch's eye level as he looked over his shoulder.

His eyes widened at how old the book was, but was mostly surprised by the written words that were in the pages. He saw, somewhat normal letters, he could understand this.

"Hold on, let me have this for a minute," He grabbed the book from Mitch's grasp, earning a 'huh?' From the busy Canadian. He flipped some pages, dust flying off at the contact as he stopped on a particular one.

He held it, eyes darting over to each word as he started to sound it out, also brining most of the attention to him.

"Minecraftia has an ally, that will either save or put the city in danger. He or she has the power of Hero brine himself, though," Sky paused as he turned his head to look at the group, their shocked and surprised faces reflecting off of his mind.

"..What?"

"That's like some, weird letters.."  Mitch said, watching as Sky blinked.

"This is English-"

"That's Endarian." Jerome's voice cut in, plainly looking at Sky as if he was stupid. Sky chuckled, rolling his chocolate brown eyes as jerome raised a brow.

"But they both have the same first letter." He giggled,  but completely stopping when the word echoed in his mind.

"Oh, wait what? If it's endarian, then..." He looked at the book, but it was different. Letters were placed in different, and symbolic ways, he gulped as he saw an odd, and barely even known language (according to him).

"What the Nether?!"

"Oi! don't use bad wor-"

"See, you noticed.." Jerome blinked boredly, ignoring the yells of Tyler who was glaring at Sky. Sky frowned, explaining that it wasn't much of a bad word.

The argument lasting longer than expected as the two bickered at each other. Sky, getting fed up, was running out of patience.

"It's a forbidden name!" Tyler squeaked, clenching his fist as his glasses slightly fell from his small nose.

"But, it's just a place!" Sky growled, looking into the brown eyes of the brunette. He was about to give up, seemingly useless to waste his energy on talking to his 'he thinks' overreacting friend.

"I don't see, why-"

"It is not to be said, didn't you listen to your mother?!"

[        DRAMATIC PAUSE           ]

(Lol bye)