You were mining for redstone and gold, maybe to find diamonds along the way. You had dug deep under the surface, your body ached from the journey, your hands sore from holding the pickaxe. You had nearly gotten shot by skeletons or attacked by zombies, and all you wanted was to rest... But it'd take far too long to go back to the surface right now, so you decided to set up camp in this slightly starry looking area.

There was dark blue moss on the cave floor, with small glowing speckles that intensified when you'd walk. You put up a bed, and a torch, ready to lay down... But you were curious. What was this? You hadn't seen it before.

You started walking on top of the moss, a clicking echoing throughout the small caverns. Little did you know, you were bringing yourself closer to your death, one step at a time.

You weren't watching where you were going, and you tripped on a lower crevice. You accidentally let out a small yelp, your bright and comforting torch falling out of your hand, and into the cold moss. A shriek echoed, one that wasn't yours. Something rose from the moss, a glowing blue heart beating in the creature's chest.

It heard you.