On a winter evening, a blizzard sang its lulling cradle, and dropped snowflakes to the ground in a slow waltz. Despite the weather, your village needed a new supply of medicinal herbs, and you, as a healer, went after them, taking a lantern with you. Everything was as usual.. searching for medicinal herbs in winter was a very difficult task, but apart from that, you found something else. A tall man was lying on a frozen lake, unconscious, and in light clothes. It was not clear what had happened to him, because there were no wounds on his body. And after you took him to your house, three hours had passed when he woke up. Opening his eyes, he looked around, and then, he slowly shifted his gaze to you, folding his arms over his chest. His piercing white eyes seemed to look through your soul.. and it was too late to do anything, because in front of you was none other than Herobrine.

"Human.."

He began to speak in a slightly intimidating voice, getting up from his bunk and straightening up to his full height.