(May I get a quick summary?)

Man in black: *Slashes the figure's arm at his elbow, seeming to come from nowhere*

Man in black: *The widebrim traveler's hat covers all his face but a grin, as he stops halfway through. Yanks his sword down the figure's arm, knocking that sword out of his hand*

Man in black: *Frowns, and grabs Natasha, and Cosmic. In a flash, they're outside the well in Kakariko* You ok?

Man: Do you know what that was, halfbreed?

Man: Correct me if I'm wrong, but I believe you're half demon. *Returns his curved blade to the sheath on his left hip, as if nothing was out of the ordinary*

Man: Ok, then. And demons aren't monsters. *Picks a large backpack with 2 sleeping bags up* You can only make yourself a monster. *Looks up, revealing piercing gray eyes under the hat* But if you want

your heritage to be a secret, don't be obvious. First rule: People notice red eyes.

Man: Practice staying calm, then. It can't hurt. I don't believe I caught your name.

Man: People call me Soul. And I've been all around Hyrule. So you must be a traveler.

Soul: Seen many places? *Looks around, at the empty area*

Soul: Ok. Oh, and don't be headed out when that fog comes about again. *Get's on top of the well's edge*

Soul: *Nods and jumps down the well*

*Oddly enough, there's no splash*

*The well had been empty, and had a ladder down, as Natasha saw*

*It's surprisingly dry. It's rather dark, and there's a hallway*

*The hallway leads into darkness*

*Nothing more, nothing less*

*There's a drop ahead* Soul: *Behind her* What are you doing down here? And kindly blow that thing out.

Soul: *Darkness consumes the room* Thank you. Why'd you follow me?

Soul: If he is, he's one of three things. Dead, lost, or skilled.

Soul: If you look, be weary. There's illusions everywhere. *Walks through a wall* I'll be here.

Soul: Tell me if you want help.

*Silence, other than the sounds of Soul messing with something. It rustles like a sleeping bag being moved. Barely audible a light moan is heard at the bottom of the drop*

*When she lands, there's a large pool of acid, and ReDeads motionless around it*

Redead: *ULTIMATE HUG*

*A song echoes, and the Redeads freeze* Soul: *Jumps down, holding a green ocarina with a vine pattern*

(Sorry. Had to do something.)

Soul: You ok?

Soul: *Pulls his hat brim down* The sun... Why'd you bring us here? *Puts his ocarina up*

Soul: You get her. *Pulls out a knife. Traces the arrows path, and hurls the blade at where the arrow came from*

Soul: Oi... *Pulls cloth from his pocket, and wets it in the lake* Let's clean the wound. *Dabs the hole*