I do not own the Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time. It belongs to Nintendo.


Headache

by Carlson

He stands in front of an illusion wall. He is feeling qualmish. He tentatively sticks his hand through the shadow barrier. He is unharmed. Sighing, he steps through. He observes the large room that he arrives in. The walls are littered with the same pattern as his first illusion. Cursing to himself, he walks towards one. He feels it with just the very ends of his fingertips. Solid.

He takes a bold step forward into the next one, feeling with his gut that it is a fake.

He wakes up five minutes later with a killer headache.