So I was playing peaceful mode, walking through a cave full of zombies, and I go to mine some coal next to one. Of course, it walks in front of me as I'm mining and I accidentally hit it. The zombie does not aggro, but instead just stops and faces directly towards me. Then my reticle locks, centered on the zombie's face - moving my mouse does nothing, my keyboard is unresponsive, my computer's fans start blowing at max speed, and I'm freaking the fuck out.

The zombie's face fades out, replaced by a dark empty void, darker than I ever thought my monitor could go. The darkness grows. Now I am staring into the bottomless chasm, the infinite abyss, and I see nothing. The darkness grows. It is larger than my monitor now. I hold out my hand. It is cold. The darkness grows. My entire room is gone now. I can't even see my own hand held out in front of my face. I can't even tell if my eyes are open or not. I can't feel anything. I can't see anything. I can't hear anything. But I can taste. I taste metal. I taste burning. I taste hatred, and rage, pure unadulterated vitriol, seething and scorching my tongue. I try to spit it out but it only gets stronger.

The smell floods my nostrils, and I gag as the fury wafts over my adenoids. Now my skin, until now numb, is pierced a thousand times a second over every inch of my body by needles dipped in vinegar. I wince and spasm and fail, but it only gets worse. I hear the screams of the damned, horrible blood-curdling cries of torture and agony I had never hoped I would even have to imagine. And then I can see. Like a million suns being shoved into my eyes in the middle of the night, a searing image of that which has inflicted upon me all this terror bares its ugly form to me. After what feels like an eternity of blinding death my eyes begin to adjust, and I can just make out a phrase, written in fire and tears:

||Difficulty: Peaceful||