...Hey
David Junior grinned as he gave a friendly punch to Link's shoulder. "Heh, I guess I don't have to call you Mr. Hero anymore! We sure showed him, didn't we? ...Anyway, did you find anything about our savior?" Remembering what the Executioner said before the battle, Link looks down in dismay.
"...Ouch; I guess it was a bad idea to go back. Sigh, either way, we're back where we started... I guess I'm going to restock on bombs. Think you can survive without me? Heh, later!" With that, David Junior sets off into the starless sky.
...Look!
Tiny remains of a chalky powder lay scattered across the strong winds. Spider webs, ashes, and dirt filled between the spaces of the jagged rocks as an uneven wall surrounded the debris. Many loose stones lay dispersed on the walls. Still, the flame crackled in the wind, with an unsettling presence lingering in this chaotic room.
Link shifts into a lazy position, leaning onto the wall while his head tilts back toward the dull moon. Aside from that, it seemed his only option of leaving was to the empty doorway two floors up, leading back to the hallway of the cells.
However, looking back at the ruins of the battle, it all seemed too easy. A wild thought sprang from the boredom of his mind, breaking out a mischievous grin across his face. Rocketing from his position, Link sprints recklessly across the room, soon blasting his feet into the air. Using a massive collection of spider webs as a trampoline, he sprang forward, taking his body to perform an uncontrollable front flip. If his feet hadn't struck the wall first, his head would bust open from the impact. Suddenly, just as his right hand clutches a stone, his body leans back as the stone slips out, with Link gripping tightly onto another stone with his left hand.
From there, he took each step cautiously as he climbed the uneven wall. Finally, his feet touched the solid floor of the hallway. If not for the torches, the hallway would give a pitch-black darkness. Link glances back, amazed that the flame still managed to live. Taking one step forward, Link felt prepared to leave his childhood forever...
Suddenly, a small object falls onto his hood. It dribbles past his neck. About five more pelt against his head. Reaching over his head, Link found nothing there. An itch falls on his forehead. Before he knew it, a tiny spider glared at him upside-down. Flying backwards, he watched the tiny spider fall and leave, but as he glanced up...
Horror crossed his face. An endless amount of tiny silhouettes scattered across the ceiling, closing off every inch of space that was available. Glancing back at the dark hallway, miniature beasts rush their way from the tiny cracks to engulf the walls, floor, and even the ceiling. Eager to escape the horrid infestation, Link attempted to creep his way out, only to land his first step crushing one of them. At that moment, he dared not linger in this unbearable darkness.
It was unnatural. Few stumbled into his messy hair. Several managed to crawl beneath his tunic. Panting for breath, one accidentally finds its way into his mouth. Never before in his tortured childhood has he faced anything more... foul than this. After spitting it out, Link takes a bad slip on the floor. Crashing through the long stairway to the lobby, Link flies onto the ground, struggling to endure the constant pains from the scars of his previous battles.
Dragging his feet across the floor, Link steps around the small remains of withered corpses, and finally reaches the very entrance of the prison. Crickets welcomed him into the outside world; his heart persists to thrash out in a fast rhythm, similar of that close to a person's death. However, just as he reaches sees the dead grass in sight, with the dark blue night greeting him a familiar essence... Freedom evades him.
Clinging onto a cold gate of iron cell bars, Link throws his arm between them, unable to grasp his escape. Another cellmate's quote screams in his head. "So close... yet so far." Sliding onto the cold, hard floor, Link could touch the natural ground outside the gate.
Link flips his body over, allowing his back to lie against the gate. It seemed forever... the horrid upcoming of his fate. With the little time he had left, he gently closed his eyes.
...Listen!
Bursting out of the darkness, their tiny details rush on the cold floors, obviously towards Link. Like a wild roar of the ocean, it comes in a heavy wave crashing onto the shore. Trickles of their small presences fall from the ceiling. In just minutes, the rapid stampede faded away. Something was wrong. Link glances between the iron bars. The wasted grass violently shakes throughout the ground.
Suddenly, Link recognizes the same chalky powder, mixed in with heavy smoke. In mere seconds, the ceiling comes ablaze with a roaring fire, tearing with its explosive heat. Realizing the situation Link leaps away to evade a clutter of stones, crashing to the floor. Shambling with whatever strength he had left, Link gasped at the entire lobby before him. Thanks to the fire, he saw what he didn't before. Although the bodies crumbled into an unrecognizable state, Link found an imprinted tattoo of a skull on each back of the massive spiders, who were all trying to escape the flaming ceiling. Link shoots his eyes back at the clutter of stones, blocking the entrance completely. At an instant, he realized something... A terrible swarm of cursed monsters had just been unleashed into the world.
Limping forward, Link forces himself to move on, proceeding onto the second floor. For some strange reason, Link finds himself gripping that rusty handle again.
Surprising, the blue light still enshrouded the circular room. Lying against the door, the boy watched the ceiling spikes start to a slow motion.
The scrolls!
In an instant, the boy remembered the scrolls. Spreading it out on the floor, in the order he found them, he finally finds the encrypted characters easy to read. Setting a familiar harmonica close to his dry lips, he tries to play out the instrumental notes on the scroll...
Soon, as a calming melody plays out, the entire room begins to dim into the darkness, with a vast pool of shallow depth reflects off the floor. The boy stands to his feet, finding the gravity suddenly lifting off his body. Straight ahead, he sees the source of the blue light, flickering at an unstable rate.
...In this room, you forget everything... your name, your goal, and even your concentration. However, if you are strong enough you will keep one of the listed...
The reflections distort into a small image of the past, revealing a forgotten Link who lays unconscious in a familiar cave, as well as David Junior, a young girl dressed royally, and a blue fairy...
"Why were you two prisoners?"
"I guess it's illegal to impersonate a fairy. As for that guy, I heard that he's been in there since birth. To tell ya the truth, there are no rules. The prison only releases the criminals and captures the innocent..." It echoes from there... The image distorts to a man, holding that girl by the neck.
"Hmph, I never expected the princess of Hyrule to pay a visit to the Shadow Realm." Driving away the memory, the reflection rips apart, going back to normal.
He... sealed me in this room, using my energy to curse all who comes here. Zelda was the first victim. Using his magic, he altered her goal, hypnotizing her to work for him. She now guards the portal between the Shadow Realm and the Golden Land. Please... save her. I have little time left... The portal is in the hidden orchard. I will take you outside with the last of my power. Please... save the two worlds...
A wild flare engulfs the room, surrounding them with its blazing inferno. Link's body goes weak as his body falls forward into the water, with the blue light hovering over him.
