Last night, I was playing Minecraft. Alone.
I created a new map — in Creative mode. Just for fun.
Then a message popped up in the chat:

“Why did you come back?”

But I was the only one there.
Checked the console. Only one player: me.

I started building a house — even made a pixel art of Deadpool.
When I came back later, I saw something written on the wall in red blocks:

DON’T BUILD HIM AGAIN

I didn’t panic. I restarted.
This time, it started at night. No moon. The sounds were… off.
It felt like someone was whispering into my ear:

“You’re just like the others… who never came back.”

I closed the game.
But the whispers didn’t stop.
It’s 3:40 a.m. now. My laptop is shut.

But a message just appeared on the screen:

“World saved.”