Things go incredibly wrong
Out in the open again, I quickly ran past Gulley, who had a glint in his eye. Guess he heard everything, ugh, and down the stairs onto the beaten path again. I took my map out my pocket glanced at it, and put it away. Looks like I need to go east.
It didn't take very long to reach the bridge connecting Hyrule castle and the rest of the land, but once I make it across, a soldier stopped me at the front gate.
"Morning Link! What brings you here so early?" questioned the soldier. "Nothing much. Just a delivery for the captain," I replied. "Oh? He's not at the castle. I know he was headed to your master's shop..." "But I just saw him there! He forgot his sword we remade for him," I told him. The soldier put his hand on his chin and thought for a moment. "Ah! I know he was planning on visiting the Sanctuary. He probably got hung up there. I hope he comes back soon, though." "And why's that? Another case of cuccos gone wild?" I laughed at the old joke. An incident like that happened a few months ago and I never let any of the soldiers forget about it. Hehe. "No!" The soldier said embarrassingly, "We just had an outbreak of vandalism. All over the walls, paintings everywhere!" "Ooh, well good thing it isn't the cuccos again! I'll see ya later," I waved. "Alright, Link. You can head this way to the Sanctuary for a shortcut." He pointed a way to the left of the front gate. A narrow path slightly littered with papers. "Ok. Thank you!"
Taking the path, I saw a few of the so called graffiti on the walls, with soldiers trying to scrub them off. Wow, they look lifelike, and whoever painted them used some kinda durable paint. How ever hard the soldiers scrubbed, they didn't make a scratch.
I walked on and made a left turn across a bridge and made it onto the old forked pathway. I checked the sign that read, 'Sanctuary ^ Hyrule castle Blacksmith v'. Good, I'm on the right track.
I headed north to another forked path, which sign read, 'Fortune-teller Sanctuary Hyrule castle v'.
Ooh, a fortune teller? I've always wanted to get my fortune read to me. I made a mental note to go back and visit.
I made the right turn up to the cobblestone path of the Sanctuary. At the entrance was another weather vane. I checked into that and went through the gate.
Near the front doors I saw the old grave digger, Dampe, chatting with one of the sages, Seres, a pretty girl with green hair I found fascinating. When I walked through, Seres noticed me and stopped her conversation. "Oh hello Link! Eager as ever aren't you? Is there something I can help you with?" she asked cheerfully. "Hi Seres. Is the captain here? I need to make a delivery for him," I told her. "Well, you're at the right place. He's come to see my father. Wait right here, I'll get him for you." She went through the steel-braced doors as she finished.
"Coming and going! Going and coming! The captain stops by here more than anyone..." Dampe said suddenly. I guess that's his idea of small talk. I just kept my mouth shut. "You think he wants to yak with the priest? No sir, just makin' excuses to see Seres!" Dampe went on, stabbing his shovel into the ground. "She hasn't got a clue, either. But I s'pose that's what's so lovely about Seres. Carefree as a bird..." he blabbered on. I silently listened, wondering what's taking so long for Seres to bring the captain out? "But ol' Dampe sees more'n people think. Like those paintings on the castle walls this morning. There's trouble brew-" And on cue, a loud scream came out through the Sanctuary, obviously her's."Seres! Are you ok?!" I shouted, running for the doors. I didn't even make it halfway when they suddenly shut closed. I jiggled the knock and pounded it – no luck. Dampe was terrified. "Wh-what's happening in there?!" he tried the same thing I did on the doors with no success. "Dampe doesn't have a key! Dampe just dis the graves around-" and just like that it clicked. Dampe must've had a tunnel around here into the building! "Dampe remembers the priest sayin something about a secret way into the Sanctuary, hidden in my Graveyard!" "Great, Dampe! Where is it?" I said quickly. "Bad luck, messing with graves...worse luck going underground..." Dampe mumbled. "But YOU! You do it. If you get scared, just swing that sword around!" "What! But this sword is for delivery!" I shot at him. If the blacksmith finds out I've been tampering with other people's things, just multiply the anger this morning by a thousand! "But please! Seres is in trouble!" Dampe cried, on the verge of tears. Ugh... I guess its for the best. Goddesses, let her be safe. "Alright! I guess to save Seres!"
I unwrapped the cloth from the sword and held it tightly in my left hand. "Use that sword if you run into trouble," Dampe said. "Dampe would help, but these old bones are falling apart as it is. So go find the secret passage. It's got to be hidden somewhere in the graveyard!" "On it!"
With the new sword in hand, I ran out though the front gate, turned left, and into the graveyard like Dampe said. Only one problem though.
WHY ARE THERE SO MANY GRAVES?!
