Old Farmer Joe is sitting in her alaskan mansion in the city sipping on caprisun in her favorite champagne glass gifted to her by the President of United Emirates. She had been forcefully retired after the media portrayed her bus accident as an act of terrorism. She had been the only one to survive the massive pile up on that day. So now she sits in her mansion watching her cows. One day she woke up and all her cows were gone. Old Farmer Joe rushed outside and stared at what use to be the field that the cows once roamed on. Not only were the cows gone the small field they resided in was also gone, what was left behind could only be described as a minecraft chunk error. A perfectly square hole going down further than she could see. Old Farmer Joe was devastated all her hard work for her cows were gone she dropped to her knees and started crying. Suddenly she heard a quiet “spluuge”. It was one of the cows! Without a second though she jumped. It was a bad idea she is definitely going to die from the fall. She panicked she did not know what to do. Falling and falling she could not do anything all she could do was fall. After what felt like years, she hit the bottom. She was fine somehow. She was completely soaked it was as if she just jumped into a pool of water but the ground felt dry and when she looked up all she could see was the tiny speck of the sky far above. It was too dark to see anything around her but her cows had to be here. After everything that had happen today it was getting late and she was too tired to do anything else. Old Farmer Joe thinking about what to do tomorrow to save her cows opened the menu and logged out.