Free Herobrine's Message by Sean Fay Wolfe

powerful enough to level an entire city, right? Trust me, I’m not gonna use that attack unless I really, really have to.”
    Suddenly, Kat felt a hand grab her shoulder and whip her around. Kat was totally caught off guard, and her hand immediately went for her sword. However, she saw that it was simply Cassandrix, staring her in the face with an incredulous expression.
    â€œWhat do you think you’re doing?” Cassandrix hissed, as quietly yet incredibly urgently as possible. “We have to get out of here!”
    â€œShut up, I’m listening,” Kat hissed back, pushing Cassandrix to the side and trying to hear what they were saying again. However, before anything could register, Kat found herself being dragged back into the tunnel.
    â€œAre you really that stupid?” Cassandrix whispered, her face showing pure disbelief. “They’re distracted. We have to leave now!”
    Kat didn’t have time to deal with her. These players, whoever they were, were discussing vital information about Stan, and Kat had to hear it. Hoping it would buy her a few seconds, Kat gave Cassandrix a full-on shove, sending her tumbling back into the hole. Kat stuck her head back out to hear Creeper Khan’s voice.
    â€œ. . . still can’t believe that Stan managed to get out ofthat prison. It was so well guarded . . . or at least, that’s what I heard. What was it, didn’t some friend of his blow himself up in order to get Stan out?”
    â€œYeah,” Arachnia replied. “I think his name was DieZombie97 or something, one of the council members . . . killed himself by setting off the bomb that let Stan escape.”
    After that, the two players continued to talk, but Kat didn’t care. She couldn’t hear them anymore. All she could hear was that one phrase, resonating in her mind over and over again . . . DieZombie97 killed himself, DieZombie97 killed himself, DieZombie97 killed himself. . . .
    Stan had broken out of the prison. And DZ was dead.
    Kat was having trouble processing, trouble comprehending what was being said . . . DZ, her friend who had been with them for months, for as long as they had been in Elementia . . . could he really be . . .
    A hand struck Kat hard across the face, and she felt a flash of pain; her vision went white for a moment before refocusing to see Cassandrix, her face almost inhuman with fury.
    â€œYou dare to shove me, you obnoxious little brat!” Cassandrix seethed, her nostrils flaring. “I swear, if you ever do that again, I will not hesitate to . . . Oh, stop crying, you deserved it and you know it!”
    â€œHe’s dead . . . he’s dead . . . ,” Kat managed to get out between shallow, raspy breaths, tears running silently downher face. “Cassandrix . . . he’s dead. . . .”
    â€œWhat are you talking about?” Cassandrix demanded, looking up into the cave in horror; Kat may have been having her breakdown quietly, but they were still in the presence of these hooligans.
    â€œThey said . . . ,” Kat managed to get out between forcing her snorts of sorrow and fury to stay in her chest, “that DZ . . . is dead. . . .”
    â€œKat, that doesn’t matter!” Cassandrix hissed, her eyes bulging. “We have to get out of here now.”
    Kat looked up to face Cassandrix. She could not believe what she had just heard. Her eyebrows knitted, and her eyes blazed with fire as she snarled in outrage. Had Cassandrix really just had the audacity to claim that DZ’s death didn’t matter ?
    Cassandrix had crossed the line. Kat drew out her diamond sword and prepared to let out a bellow of rage. She knew nothing but an all-consuming desire to destroy Cassandrix. Kat raised her sword and was about to bear down on Cassandrix with all her fury when, all of a sudden, she felt a dull blow to the side of her neck.
    Kat fell to the ground, suddenly no longer angry at Cassandrix, or sad about DZ for