A/N: I know this part isn't exactly accurate, but the author is lazy and can't be bothered to finish Majora's Mask, which she actually doesn't own. (I know that sounds really strange, but I don't own that game. I've borrowed it countless times from Video Ezy, and so far I have only ever reached entering the little girl's house (the one in Ikana)). Hey, I have to start over every time I borrow it, some loser at the shop erases the file! I only have it for three days every time anyway.)
Well, now that I've finished ranting, I might start the chapter!
Disclaimer: I don't own any of this, except all that at the beginning. But if you want that, I'm willing to sell it.

"Link..." Saria started to say, but Link shot her a warning look and she closed her mouth.

So I ran to the entrace to Ikana Canyon. It was dirty and rocky, and everything was the exact same horrible brown. Personally, I didn't really like the scenery. It was eerily quiet, with not even a rock daring to stir. I looked around nervously, expecting to be attacked. I wasn't. I put my head to one side and stared at a random rock in confusion. It didn't do anything.

I gave up looking around and walked on. It was such a strange, eerie place I didn't want to be there anymore. I started to run and soon saw a parting of ways. There was one way that went of into the distance and another way that was blocked off by a small cliff.

I began to climb the cliff. Something told me this was the right way, probably an untapped part of the knowledge given to me. The cliff was smooth and I slipped many times before I found any good hand a foot holds. But I eventualy scaled it.

Another long dirty road greeted me.
"Whoopee!" I said sarcastically to myself. I walked along it for a fair while and eventually entered a small grassy area with a beautiful river running through it.

"Finally, a change of scenery!" I said, relieved. There was another cliff across the other side of the river. Again, another strange instinct told me that I had to go up that cliff.

I observed the cliff from across the river, but soon realised that I had to cross the river. I swam across and stood underneath my obstacle. It was far too high, and very smooth. I couldn't see any handholds, and if I fell from the top at that height...

I couldn't see any way to get over the cliff. I had no rope, so I couldn't use that to climb over. I certainly couldn't levitate myself over, I didn't know the magic.

I decided to yell out to anyone up on the top of the cliff.
"Excuse me, but I can't climb up the cliff. I was wondering if anyone up there could help?"
"Are you a forest fairy?" came a voice.
"What is a 'forest fairy'?" I asked.
"Hmm. You have blue clothes, no fairy. No, you aren't a forest fairy. But Tingle will help you anyway, if you buy one of his maps!" The speaker, who I think was called Tingle, was clearly a little mad. But he was also going to help me.
"Sure, I'll buy a map. Where of?" I asked.
"You can have Ikana Canyon for 20 rupees or Clock Town for 40 rupees, that's Tingle's price!" the crazy man yelled.
"Well, I'll take Ikana Canyon then." I replied.
"Oooh! Will you? Tingle will bring it down."
I watched in amazement as a short man, dressed in green with a bit of a flabby stomach slowly floated down by letting air out of a balloon tied to his back.
"Tingle give you map. Then you grab Tingle's foot as he float up again. Don't miss!"
"OK Tingle."
So Tingle handed me the map and started to let the air back into his balloon. As soon as he was above my head I grabbed his foot. The balloon shot up to the top of the cliff. I let go. "Tingle Tingle Kooloo Limpah!" yelled Tingle. "Don't steal my magic words!"
"Thank you Tingle." I said.
"Tingle is a forest fairy. Forest faries always help! Maybe if Tingle helps enough he'll get a fairy of his own one day!"
"Goodbye Tingle," I said. He began his "magic words" again.

The area wasn't really very interesting at first glance. A few more cliffs were to my left, an old abandoned builing to my right. A river ran through the centre and at the end of the river was...a giant music box? Strange as that may seem, it was actually true. At the end of the river stood a house shaped like a giant music box, playing a sickeningly sweet tune.

I knocked on the door. No-one answered. So I entered. Inside, the house was completely empty. The house had cobwebs and dust and it looked like it had been abandoned for some time. I exited it without even having bothered going down a set of stairs.

I walked down the river for a while, when suddenly a voice behnd me chilled my bones.
"Hello, young traveller," it said.

A/N: Don't you just love cliffhangers? I do!