“You’ve Met with a Terrible Fate”: The Legend of Zelda: Majora’s Mask
5 Hours Remain. Final Day. I’m standing in Anju’s room, waiting for her to be reunited with her estranged lover. She sits on the bed - “I have decided to wait for him. I’ve made my promise… I’m fine with this. I believe him”. Her wedding dress hangs on a dummy opposite her. 4 Hours Remain. For the past three days, I’ve helped Anju and her future mother-in-law track down the missing Kafei. Late night rendezvous, love letters, momentos and an assault on a thieves hideout have all culminated here. 3 Hours Remain. The ground shakes beneath my feet. The personified moon, with its leering eyes and pained expression, will crash down upon us once the final day is over. Each hour of the game's time represents a minute of real time. The in-game timer is a doomsday clock, slowly ticking towards destruction. 2 Hours Remain. I start to get anxious. Where is Kafei? He told me he’d be here. Did I complete all of the prerequisite steps? Was there more I could have done? 1 Hour and 30 Minutes Remai...