The lobby, the bedroom, and even a mirror, I’ve recreated it all, with details much clearer. But there’s still some missing, so I ask for your aid, To help me complete this digital escapade.
The upstairs is eerie, with a perpetual night, The sky always grey, a strange, haunting sight. In “my” room, a carpet for my bed, And a laptop to make videos, where my words are spread.
The kitchen is stocked, but I won’t touch a thing, Even if I starve, to that food I won’t cling. So join me in this journey, as I uncover the clues, And together we’ll explore, in this Minecraft muse.