I dug through a wall and met a zombie horde — about ten of them, including the children.
They chased me up a cliff and I destroyed the stone bridge I crossed.
They then spent the next two hours climbing the cliff, attempting to jump across, and falling to their increasing injury.
Once they’d finally all died, skeletons tried the same thing. But skeletons are generally armed with bows and arrows, so I actually had to shoot them to stay safe.
Still, it was very much the opposite of yesterday and I am glad to be alive and back in my cave.