Link was thrown back into reality with a harsh gasp and a sharp pain that rested at the back of his head. His eyes flitted about with alarm as he tried his hardest to make sense of his surroundings.

He was in.. a house — a bedroom. One not much different from his own. The sight comforted and unnerved him all at once. Though, he had no time to make sense of his own thoughts or the dull (yet persistent) pain in his body as the door opened revealing a person holding a bowl and cloth.