Hello, Eva here! This is the first chapter to a collaboration cowritten by both MsBBSue and myself. Of course, neither of us own Zelda.

Note: Abaddon = both a word and a place of destruction according to some Hebrew people and Wikipedia.

Link's eyes roamed over the small, cramped, windowless room. The walls were painted a sickly shade of dark yellow that looked like a disgusting combination of pee and rotting fruit. At one end, the room bent into half a hexagon. A small black table sat in the three intersecting corners, a small vase with wilted white flowers perched on top. A gaudy chandelier swung on its chain from the ceiling, the diamond shaped crystals on it sparkling in the dim light. It hung right over his boss's head, and Ganon was a tall guy. It made him look like a giant as it swung only a couple feet from the top of his head, but at the same time the sheer size of it dwarfed even the massive Gerudo.

With his red hair slicked back, his beard neatly trimmed, and wearing a nicely tailored suit, he looked like the epitome of a business man as he stood in front of a whiteboard on a stand with his hands clasped behind his back. On the opposite end of the scale, his employees were in sweatpants and jeans, ordered to disobey the dress code for the retreat, which they had done so gladly. Even prickly Ashei looked more approachable now that she was wearing pajamas with cats on them.

Link shifted uneasily in his seat and wiped his sweaty palms on his thighs. Even normally he would have felt claustrophobic in this room, and the noise of everyone talking and creaking in their chairs was driving Link insane. He seriously felt nauseous in this room and the only thing he was thinking was that he had to get out and get some fresh air before Ganon started talking.

"Are we all here?" Ganon called over the rustling and chatter of his employees as they settled into the rows of plastic seats.

Dammit. Link took a deep breath and tried to swallow down his anxiety. In the back row, Saria frowned at the empty chair at the end of the row of five. Her blue eyes were filled with confusion.

"Where's Zelda?" She hissed to her friend sitting next to her. Link shook his head, sending his shaggy blonde hair swinging. Truthfully, he hadn't even noticed that his best friend was missing, the small space had made him so nervous.

"No idea. She said she was just going to put her stuff in her room." He said under his breath. Midna pulled out of Sheik's embrace and leaned in to join the conversation. The bright eyed Twili looked stunning under her shadowy, dark makeup as she pouted.

"This place is laid out so weird. We almost got lost trying to find our room and we barely made it back here in time." 'We' had lately replaced 'I' in most of Midna and Sheik's sentences. The Sheikah and Twili had started going out about a month before and they were practically attached at the hip.

"Ooo... Our room, is it now?" Saria teased. Midna slapped her arm, her bluish hand making a satisfying crack against her skin. Saria scowled and inspected the red imprint on her bicep.

"Did you have to hit me?"

"Yes. Don't be such a baby about it." Midna hissed. The red head leaned back into Sheik's arm and they snuggled closer together. The only other Gerudo in the room besides the boss flipped around.

"Where's Zel?" Nabooru asked. Her deep, rich voice boomed out in the small room and everyone quieted when Ganon cleared his throat.

"We will just have to start without her. Mr. Nacht and Ms. Sol, watching you two mash your faces together makes everyone uncomfortable. Please distance yourselves." Saria and Link joined in the snickering that stole across the room. They disentangled from each other, blushing but grinning slightly. They even joined in the giggles as they settled a safe distance from each other, but Link noticed that they still linked pinkies. Ganon cleared his throat again.

"Well now that we are all somewhat present, I would like to thank," The door burst open and a red faced Zelda ran in the room, stopping when she realized that everyone in the room had swiveled to stare at her. She panted as Ganon finished his sentence. "... Miss Zelda for joining us." She offered everyone a mock bow to assorted titters and took the seat next to Link. Zelda settled with her arms crossed over her chest and slumped until she was a good head shorter than she was before. With her shining blonde hair out of its usual bun or ponytail and wearing sweats instead of the suits and dresses she normally wore, she looked more relaxed than Link had ever seen her. She wasn't wearing makeup, yet she looked just as beautiful to him as she had the first day she sat at her desk. She leaned slightly towards Link and he snapped himself out of his stupor.

"These walls look like piss." She muttered out of the corner of her mouth, her blue eyes fixed straight ahead as they sparked. Link snorted.

"Yeah I know. This is probably the ugliest shade of yellow I've ever seen." He whispered back as Ganon continued to talk. He immediately felt a little more at ease now that Zelda was here. She had always seemed to have the quality to soothe people.

Something still didn't seem right.

"Did I miss anything?"

"Not at all. Just me narrowly having a panic attack." Her dark blue eyes shifted to his and he looked away, his foot tapping out an anxious rhythm on the floor.

"Why?" When she asked that, Link finally realized what had bothered him about the long, low ceilinged meeting room, and even though it sounded ridiculous, he still felt his heart pound in his ears when he whispered back.

"This room is shaped like a coffin. A crowded, pee colored coffin." Zelda's eyes narrowed as she started to look around the room.

"You're right." She whispered. "You're also reading too much into this. Just calm down and take deep breaths and we'll go outside when Ganon is done talking." He did as she asked and tried to tamp down his fear, but it was irrational and wild and soon he was on the verge of hyperventilating. Saria, Sheik, and Midna were looking at him with concern as Zelda rubbed his back and tried to calm him down.

His coworkers were soon turned around in their seats and staring openly at Link. A couple of them rolled their eyes and turned away, deciding that he was faking, but even some of the people he didn't get always get along with were gawking at him. He felt his cheeks flush hot with embarrassment, but he couldn't stop his thoughts racing around. It was like he was trapped in this small room for all eternity, and he couldn't get out he couldn't get out he couldn't –

"I-I... need to leave..." He gasped out. Ganon had stopped his speech once he had realized that he didn't have everyone's attention. His golden eyes followed the stares to the hyperventilating young man in the back. His head was cradled in his hands as he struggled not to retch. A cold sweat bloomed fresh on his hands and the back of his neck.

"What's wrong Greene?"

"He's having a panic attack or something." Zelda piped up as she continued to try and comfort him. "I think he just needs to go outside." She offered quickly. Ganon nodded his consent immediately, and Zelda tugged him up by his armpits and led him out the door. A couple people cringed in disgust as Link stumbled, gagged, and almost threw up on the short journey.

"Sorr-" He tried to gasp out before the door shut. As the door slammed and everyone who was watching let out their breath in a collective sigh of relief that they wouldn't see him vomit, a man with a big, bright red nose said in a nasally voice,

"I think he was faking." Everyone in the room quickly responded in the same way, born of weeks of practice dealing with the green clothed annoyance.

"Shut the hell up, Tingle." And with that everyone shifted their attention back to Ganon. He coughed into a tanned fist.

"Someone go out and check on them in a few minutes. Now, as I was saying..."

He started up his introduction speech where he left off. The lights flickered softly in the low ceilinged room. Everyone's eyes darted up to the light fixture hanging over Ganon. The ornate, diamond encrusted chandelier began to swing back and forth, slowly at first, but then a little faster and just enough that everyone was sure that their eyes weren't tricking them. The shadows danced in the corners and leapt up on the wall. He continued to talk about improving relationships and forging ahead in the weakened economy. No one was listening as the chandelier rocked and rocked and rocked. It was now creaking loudly as it swung like a man dangling from a noose.

Ganondorf stopped abruptly in the middle of his sentence as he was interrupted for the third and final time and looked up.

And that's when the chandelier came crashing down right on top of their boss, bringing a heavy chunk of the ceiling with it as it hit the floor with a discordant shattering noise and a loud crunch.

The darkness fell as heavily and suddenly in the air as the assorted screams and cries of shock.

While this chapter was just written by myself, hopefully there will be more stuff by both Sensei Sue and me and then more carnage and horror. Hoo. Rah.

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