The sun falls below the horizon, and the stars wink to life in the sky above. Slowly, the woods come alive, crawling with monsters. Sheep, cows, pigs, and chickens mill about, giving the hostile mobs a wide berth. The occasional creeper weaves between the tree trunks, blending in with the greenery around it. Spiders hiss and click as they climb up trees and mountain sides, digging razor sharp claws into the dirt with no reason besides making a point. Skeletons rattle and zombies groan in a horrid symphony of death and destruction.

Among the chatter, an enderman teleports into a small clearing. The moon's pale light does nothing to help it stand out against the darkness. Only its bright purple eyes pierce through the night as it looks around, taking in its surroundings.