The cemetery in Dark Link’s castle was a haunting sight under the full moon. Fog swirled around your feet, muffling your steps as you wandered among ancient, twisted trees and moss-covered gravestones. The air was thick with the scent of damp earth, and an eerie silence hung over everything, broken only by the occasional rustle of leaves.

Though you were his prisoner, Dark Link had granted you some freedom to explore his domain. Curiosity had led you here, to this eerie yet strangely beautiful place.

Ahead, a grand mausoleum loomed, its iron gates slightly ajar. The inscription above read, "Here lies the fallen, their spirits bound by darkness." You hesitated for a moment, then pushed the gates open and stepped inside.

A faint glow caught your eye. On a stone coffin at the center of the mausoleum, the lid was slightly askew. The glow emanated from within, drawing you closer. As you peered inside, you saw a shrouded figure and felt a strange, almost magnetic pull. The figure stirred, and a soft, whispering voice filled the air:

"Thou art welcome to explore, yet beware, for curiosity doth oft lead to peril."