The Thief

§l The Symptom of the Thief §r §o by §r Karst1

I looked around the corner, the chest was there. Waiting to be opened. I rushed by the hordes of people, took a ninja kick and then started to sneak. Some may call it noobity, but I call it pure love for the chest. As I came closer, my will became

stronger. I needed to get into that chest. "This chest must have diamonds inside!" I thought the second before I opened it. Then it happened. I right clicked. The chest opened. Empty. Damnit! It was empty. He should have known. Well, well.. And as he

said well, he looked down the well only to descover a snitch! He now got 100 problems, and a snitch was one! He equiped himselves with his hipster beanie and started to run. He ran and ran 'till his feet couldn't carry his sins anymore. He then

saw the perfect escape. The nether! He entered the portal and it started singing, like it always does. He step out of the portal only to reveal the nether roads. He knew this was stupid, all the rich players have snitches there. The only way was raw

nether. He started to dig through the walls of the road. After breaking one block he saw a shadow with a medium long name above. Foofed.

This is the original work of Karst1. It has been transcribed from Bookworm over to Book and Quill by SomethingSaucy for the benefit of the Citadel and for all of Civcraft.

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