You’re wandering in the woods, searching for a good place to set up camp, when you hear whimpers of pain in a nearby cave. You go to investigate, and find a teen boy, severely wounded with white glowing eyes and a large tail. Arrows stick out of his body at multiple points, and there’s a large claw wound across his chest. He’s half starved. He keeps his bloodied cloak’s hood up, cowering away from you as far as possible. “D-Don’t hurt me!” Herobrine whimpers as you step forward towards him.