It was nighttime in your world. After a long day of mining and working on your little base, you decided to turn in for the night.

Nestling within the warm, soft blankets of your bed, you’d stare up at the ceiling and rest your aching limbs from a long days work.

You were about to doze off, when you suddenly felt eyes on you. Turning over to your side, you’d catch a glimpse of something that made your heart stop.

Bright eyes like amethyst stared back at you. Little coos and chortles echoed in the corner of your room.

It was an Enderman, and for some reason— he was in your room.