My fingers feel numb and shake as I climb slowly down the ladder. I do not know if it is because of the cold or not, but I can feel the temperature dropping as I continue down, down so deep into the earth's core. By the time I think I've gone halfway down I feel as though I'm entering one of my first emerald mines in the snowy mountains.

Suddenly I flashback. My grip on the ladder slackens, and the moving picture in my head takes over. I've just arrived in Thaytos, and I'm hiking with my group led by Rhoppi. We are on a field trip to the snowy tundra, and we have already hiked a little ways from the minecarts. It is Desid's second day with us, and today the last member of the group, a boy named Radish, has joined us. I have not realized how cold it would be and I shiver from head to toe. Cold is one of the few things I have no stamina reserves in.

I'm walking next to Desid and Radish. The two will become best friends. What was that? Anyway, I'm shivering uncontrollably and Desid looks at me and frowns. Interrupting Radish, he says, "Are you cold? Here, I only need one." he gives me one of his two thick rabbit fur jackets. I still shiver but I smile gratefully. "Thanks..." I frown. "It's Desid. I'm from the northern village." he explains. "Thanks then, Desid." I revise. The then five-year-old grins a perfect, rakish, oddly warming grin. My eyes open and I find myself freefalling down the chute.

"AAAAAAAARGH!!!" I shriek at the top of my lungs, grabbing frantically for the ladder rungs. I slow myself just in time as I drop into an absolutely giant, beautiful, magnificent cavern of a room. The library is spectacular. Walls and walls and shelves and shelves of carefully organised and catalogued works of knowledge. But I do not have time to stand in wonder of the reflected glory of all the books, because I must be swift.

I cannot help looking at the first few titles, though. A few catch my eye and I stare at them with longing. I love books. My flashbacks are usually only about one or two every few weeks - only the first time Iever had them did I have two in a row. But just when I thought they might be getting better they seem to be coming more quickly and in larger numbers.

This time I flash back I'm sitting in the Thaytos library. Desid, Radish and I have been a threesome for some months now, and we get along quite well. Radish's square black mop of hair has been applied and stroked with hair gel and there is an air of sadness about today's daily trip to the library. We've been going here for some weeks and me and Desid have been researching trading while Radish wants to become an educator and write field studies and stories. Me and Desid don't understand it, but we support him.

"Now that you've won the scholarship, will you really be moving away to Prisseters forever?" I'm venturing a question. Radish pauses sadly than admits, "Prisseters has the best college for authors in the entire world. And... the only reason I'd come back here is to visit you." he says. "You will visit us?" Desid asks, pleading beneath his words. "Minecart travel is expensive... I don't think I'll be allowed to come visit for... well, a while." Radish says, unspoken meaning underneath his words. Radish won't be coming back. I'm tearing up as I fade back into reality.

I never did see Radish again... he had left Prisseters by the time I got there. And even if I did, he probably already forgot me. And he'd just remind me of Desid. But more to the point, I thought I was imagining it, but there's... a voice in the flashbacks now... and I don't think it's my thoughts anymore. This... voice tells the truth about the future. I know what it says is true, so it could be my thoughts... but the first thing it said... he will die tomorrow. That wasn't me.

I feel a sudden shudder of fear and force it from me. Focusing solely on the titles of the book in front of me, I calm down. A Study of Mooshrooms. The Great & The Grave: Tales of a Shakket Boy. Herobrine's Daughter: A Study. Total Drama Minecraft. Then I see the first familiar title. The Children's Treasury of Minecraftia. I remember countless nights around the fire when my mother would pull her own care-worn copy of tales from our humble shelf and read a special tale to me as I lay snuggled up under my beaten blanket on the stone floor.

I can't resist sliding it from the shelf and opening it to the table of contents. Unlike my old copy, this copy's table of contents is not ripped, faded and chicken-grease stained. I can actually read the chapter titles and pages well. The first chapter is titled familiarly. The Origin of Minecraftia. My old favorite chapter follows: The Bane of Notch and then The Fall of Herobrine. I feel thrills running through my body just reading the titles. This world was created the same way as my own.

Somehow this thought warms me. Perhaps Notch created a universe full of worlds. But the battle of Herobrine could have only been on one world, so which one was it? Or did they teleport from planet to planet and have some sort of galactic battle. Wondering won't really help anything, so I decide to just settle with that version of creation.

Closing the book, I decide to look around for a library directory. I wander back into the main cavern and notice a readily prepared lectern with a sign above it titled 'Great Library Directory' to the far right of the entry ladder. I open up the directory and look up void. Nothing. Flashback. Two titles in the 'North Wing, Section B'

It takes me a little while to navigate around the countless library shelves, but eventually I manage to get to the Fla section. The first title is called Flashback to Minecraftia's Origin. A brief look at the blurb tells me all I need to know, and It's not what I do need to know. The second title is equally pointless. Flashback Time: A.N 200s. A guide to years two-hundred to three-hundred After Notch. There has to be something.

I get lost on the way back to the directory, and I start to worry. Maybe all the answers do lie down here, but maybe they're all the answers for normal people. I'm not a normal person anymore. I'm abnormal. Outside of normal human limitations. I'm from another world, I've jumped into a freaking void and I have strange flashbacks and then top it all off with... with an unknown voice that proclaims freaky prophecies. Lucky me.

What do I really want to know? I'm afraid I already know what I need to look for, and I don't need a directory. S, sa, sb, st, su, sua, sub... I find myself going deeper and deeper into the library's wings, until here I am in the last wing, in the sub. Nothing. Not a single title. "NO! NO! There has to be something! Ugh, typical shakkets! They probably don't even know this is here! ARGH!" I stomp as hard as I can and punch the bookshelves.

But instead of a dull thud I hear a hollow echo. There is something behind this bookshelf. Punching through the shelves, I see a wall of obsidian. Darn, I don't have any diamonds. I think. But they have to have some other way in. I run my hands along the bookshelves and obsidian, feeling for something, anything. That's when I see it. A little space in the books between sua and suc. Reaching my hand through the little space, I feel a lever. I yank.

A space opens in the bookshelves and a narrow two block high one block wide tunnel reveals itself. The air seems to chill even deeper as I creep forward suspiciously into the dimly lit room. A little stone desk sits in the center of the office. Blue torches that look strangely like trapped souls brighten the dark atmosphere, but only slightly. I shiver. This deep chill seems to penetrate my heart and mind as well as my frozen body.

Bookshelves line the wall, and I notice something in common with every single title. Every volume, every bound journal and study begins with the word subconscious.

Author's Note

A little late today, but I wrote two chapters yesterday so no judging, please!

This chapter is dedicated to Radishologist because they're the first minecraft fanfics I found and they really inspired me.

While I was writing this I kept thinking TheFatRat' Close To The Sun. Ya, I totally don't know why :D. If you haven't heard that song here you go. It's my little sister's favorite.

EDIT: Wow, over 50 reads! This is my record -  I know, I know I'm a new writer though, so to me this is epic!

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