"3 More Days"

By now you've already heard about the Mayan calender, how the world is to be ended on December 21st. By now people have either forgotten, or merely lost any belief this would actually happen. The date was December 18th. Being a Let's Player, I decided it would be funny to play a 30-minute game (mine being Pac-Man Arrangement) and starting off each of the three episodes with "Dawn of the First Day," "Dawn of the Second Day," and "Dawn of the Final Day" from The Legend of Zelda: Majora's Mask. Due to not exactly being fond of downloading things, me being on my third computer and all, I decided to pop in Majora's Mask and record with my capture card.
My copy didn't seem to work no matter what I did. I turned off the system and tried again, and gave the cartridge a "blow-job" as 10 FTW liked to call it. It even got to the point where I got some alcohol and cue-tips to clean it by hand. Nothing was working. Eventually I decided the best choice was to replace the old game with a new one. When I went to a local game store, though, all the copies were sold out. With a hatred for their business and prices, I decided to go to GameStop. Not only was I desperate to have this for the video, my collection was nothing without Majora's Mask. It wasn't a game I could just ignore. To my misfortune, GameStop had sold their last copy. Christmas was right around the corner.
Finally I had one store left. Another local game store, this one smaller and much dirtier. I never went to this store anymore after getting a broken copy of Smash Brothers Melee. But then again, desperate times called for desperate measures. To my luck, they had one copy of Majora's Mask left. It was covered in Sharpie marks which seemed to spell things like "GO!" and "DON'T DO IT!" I took this as a joke, though. Ever since the whole "Ben Drowned" creepyPasta, people around town decided it was funny to write messages on Zelda games and name the files things like "STEVE BURNED" or "DON'T PLAY THIS."
As I got home, I instantly got my game going. Just as I had expected, the files spelled the words "THREE MORE DAYS." I laughed to myself, surprised somebody would waste a perfectly good Zelda game just to make this joke. Clearly they were more "mature," and played Call of Duty or something. Each file was moderately far. Far enough, at least, that I could use the Song of Time and Song of Double Time to get my three scenes. I started "THREE" up and began playing.
Something strange happened though. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. This was a village, that was for sure. But it wasn't Clock Town. In fact, it wasn't part of this game at all. If I had to assume, this looked like a recolor of Kakariko Village from Ocarina of Time. I don't know if this was some kind of hack or a well-hidden cheat by Nintendo that the original owner happened to have found. Either way, I knew the Song of Time would get me out and back to Clock Town.
As I pressed down on the C-Pad, Link pulled out his Deku Horns. I didn't notice at first, but it didn't take long until I finally realized that human Link just pulled them out rather than his Ocarina. I played the song, only to be surprised when it made a Zora Guitar sound. It was a joke, wasn't it? Some skilled hacker just did this for a quick laugh. It was like the whole Super Mario 64 creepyPasta. Some guy thought it would be funny to sell a hacked, creepy Majora's Mask cartridge at a shady store.
Where I arrived made me realize this wasn't some kind of Nintendo cheat. Peach's Castle Grounds, Super Mario 64. In the middle of the ground was a Zelda-style sign, which I read.
"*triforce* In three days, Hyrule won't be the only thing destroyed. Soon, the world will be in pieces. *triforce*"
I turned the game off. I couldn't sleep that night. What did this mean? I knew it was a hack, but it seemed so real. Like the cartridge was haunted. It wasn't until the next morning that I decided to try again with my recording.
"TWO MORE DAYS" this time. The files changing names wasn't something I could see someone hacking, but it wasn't enough to scare me. I started the game up, and was instantly thrown into what seemed like a Mario Kart track. (I couldn't remember which one. Maybe Luigi Raceway or something?) This couldn't be happening. No hacker had the time and patience to put not one, but three foreign levels into this game. I looked up and noticed something new, though. The moon didn't have the menacing face on it. It looked realistic, almost beyond Nintendo 64's graphical capabilities.
I couldn't take it. Clearly this cartridge wasn't good for playing, so I put it on my table and left it there. I'd sell it back later.
Two days passed. (December 21, 2012) My father came into the room and noticed it laying there, unplayed, as I performed more assassinations in Assassin's Creed III. "Aren't you going to play that game I bought for you?"
My response was almost instant, slightly shaky. "I think it was hacked."
"Put it in, show me the game. If it doesn't work I'll take it back to the store."
I put it in as instructed. The files said "IT'S TIME." We agreed it could have been there the whole time, and started it up. There I was, in Clock Town. The quick-paced music of the third day, everything ran normally. He left the room, I was stuck with the game. As he left, though, I heard something. Very faint cries of "help me!" and "anything but that!"
I went up to a carpenter and pressed A. Everything went black from there. Not just the game, I mean everything. I remember a sound, one that wasn't normal. Similar to the frequency of the one from Lavender Town, in fact!
That's all I remember. Two long, black years until I woke up in a hospital. They said that a knife left me unconscious, but the strange thing was that all the fingerprints...
...they were mine....
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