Them takes place 200 years after the events that took place in Majora's Mask. As you may know from MM, Termina is more advanced than Hyrule is in terms of technology.

Technology in Termina has advanced even more since MM. Picture the technology of the 1960's. Rockets, early computers, air conditioning, modern refrigerators…you get the picture. However, Termina has no cars nor aircraft since most of the places are in a fairly close distance from Clock Town, and television isn't a necessity since most news travels fast in a small land.

A point to remember is that UFO sightings became more common in the Cold War era in the world. People began to open their minds and ask the question: Are we really alone?

Anywho…to the good part…

Night…yes, night. Nobody goes out at night anymore, well, not since "They" came. Nobody knows who they are, even I don't know.

It all started after our scientists successfully launched a rocket into orbit carrying the world's first artificial satellite around our planet. Then the freaky things started to happen.

A huge globe of color changing light was seen over the sky in Termina Field. Everyone panicked at the sight of it. The globe hovered there for a minute…then…it shot up into the sky faster than anything I've ever seen before. I don't think a single person slept that night, I sure didn't.

A few days later, people warned not to go into Termina Field at night. A rumor spread that small strange beings with dressed in purple with green skin and glowing eyes were occasionally spotted in the field. A witness spoke of how his friend was dragged into the woods by one of these creatures. The poor witness became afraid to go outside and suffered from seizures. Poor guy, he died at the hospital from a heart attack…

A month later, farm animals turned up dead with all their flesh removed either from their skulls or on other parts of their body with surgical accuracy.

Most of Clock Town's guards ran away in fear, the Gorons stay in their mountain, the famous Zora band, Wave Rockers, no longer comes to play at the Milk Bar, and the Mayor won't even talk to the town's people about this problem. We are practically left on our own to defend ourselves from harm…

My name is Myra. I work at the Milk Bar in Clock Town alongside my Boss, Mr. Barten the IV. He is a descendant of the first Mr. Barten who first opened the Milk Bar many, many years ago. Despite the fact that my job takes up most of the night, it has good pay. I have enough money to support myself and indulge in a few fun things every so often. Tonight is a wonderful Friday night. Usually the bar is busy, but it is unusually quite tonight.

"Hey Myra, can you get me a glass of Chocolate Milk?" a patron asked me.

"Yes, coming right up." I replied, happy to serve.

I grabbed a clear glass bottle of milk and poured it into a cup. Reaching underneath the counter, I grabbed a tin of cocoa powder and a spoon. Opening the tin of cocoa powder, I put a couple of spoonfuls into the cup and stirred the cocoa into the milk.

"Here you go, sir." I said sliding the cup over to the customer.

"Thanks Myra!" he said, chugging the drink down.

I looked around the bar at the two other patrons. I noticed that Mr. Barten the IV was sweeping the floor, due to the fact that almost nobody was at the bar. I guess he realized that he could start cleaning up early.

Usually the bar is full on a Friday night like tonight, but the strange occurrences going on at night made most people stay locked inside their homes. A good number have moved away from Clock Town in fear of being harmed by "Them". I don't know what they are, but I have a feeling inside my heart telling me that they're not from this world.

I looked into a mirror set up on the side behind the counter where I worked to make sure I still looked good. Yep, my short brown hair still remained in perfect place, my makeup remained un-smudged, and my blue eyes sparkled in the dim light. I loved it when I looked good, you never know when a cute guy will show up!

"Hey Myra, I'm thinking about closing shop soon." stated Mr. Barten.

I turned around from the mirror and faced my boss. "Why? It's almost 11 o'clock and we usually close at 1. We've only been open for five hours." I said. Mr. Bartend changed the original opening time from 10 o'clock to 6 in order to attract more people. It was a first for the Milk Bar, and it worked out well for our business.

"You know things get strange outside around this time. I just couldn't bear to hear if you or any of my customers were harmed by those…things out there." said Mr. Barten with concern, motioning his head towards the door. "Besides, it's your birthday tomorrow! You deserve to get as much sleep and relaxation as you can get before you come in tomorrow night."

Tomorrow was indeed my 20th birthday. I would become an adult, something I looked forward to all my life.

"Thank you Mr. Barten! Thank you very much." I said with gratitude. I was very kind of him to let me off early and to remember my birthday.

"No problem at all Myra. Now go on home." said Mr. Barten.

I walked happily out from behind the counter. "See you Tomorrow Mr. Barten!" I chimed, waving goodbye to my boss. He waved back to me. I walked up the steps leading to the door and grabbed my jacket and purse before I stepped out the door.

The night air was somewhat cool now. It had been a warm summer's day earlier, but that didn't matter now. Putting my jacket on, I started to walk down to the Stock Pot Apartments, where I live. I heard it used to be an Inn, but time went on and the old building was turned into an apartment complex. I pulled a key attached to my key ring out from my purse and unlocked the door leading inside.

I closed the door behind me and walked over to the stairs leading up to the second floor. After a short trip up the stairs, I reached the second floor. I walked down the square shaped hallway until I cam to my door. Using another key on the key ring, I unlocked the door to my apartment. I closed the door and locked it with care just as the clock in town rang in the 11th hour.

I turned a dial switch to turn on the overhead light. Some may consider my apartment to be small, but it is a perfect size for me. I currently stood in my living room. The only major pieces of furniture I had were a single white couch, a table with a plant in a pot on it, a radio system upon a bookshelf with various books, and a lamp in the corner of the room. Pictures explaining my life's story hung peacefully on the walls.

I walked into a doorway leading into my bedroom. I turned the light on in my room and turned the living room one off. I smiled at the sight of my neatly made bed, a welcoming sight for a tired Terminan like myself. The soft purple comforter made my bed look like a comfy purple cloud.

I threw my jacket and purse upon my bed. I walked over to my dresser and pulled out a nightgown from one of the drawers. I then walked into the bathroom attached to my room. Closing the door, I took off my clothes so I could take a shower. Well, I don't think I should go into detail about how pleasant it was to take a cool shower at night…but after cleaning off the day's grime, I stepped out of the shower and dried off. After putting on my nightgown, I plugged in my blow drier and let the hot air do the rest of the work for drying my hair. After that, I brushed my teeth, and walked out of the bathroom.

I put the extra pillows that decorated my bed on the floor. I tuned off the light in my room and climbed into bed. Moonlight shone through my curtains covering my window. After giving a quick glimpse to my clock on my nightstand, I closed my eyes and tried to fall asleep. I hadn't slept well ever since "They" started making appearances, but I felt rather safe in my bed tonight…