Pete Worth, Thunderbolt writes:
The horror! The horror! I should not have done it. I’d been transported to a Lovecraftian Place That Should Not Be. The Nether. I’d opened Pandora’s Box – ‘let’s make a cool Nether Portal’, I’d thought, completely without attention to consequence. The place was a terrible vision of inhospitable distress. A cavernous subterranean nightmare land where no sunlight would ever penetrate. Contrasting sharply with the ominous dark volcanic rock, orange lava flowed from overhead into a massive lake of scorching magma. Rocky islands hovered in the sky, unaffected by gravity. The awful pig-mutants lurched around me, their eyes seeming to infer ‘if this were survival mode - you’d be trampled under trotter in seconds and fed to the dark god Snortious.’ I struck out and killed a few of these beings, but this only enraged their number.