Link stared at the crack behind the sanctuary, wondering if maybe this was how Ravio had been able to travel around between worlds. Was this one of his hidden passageways? With crossed arms, the young hero let out a curious hum. 

He paused when he heard something. Movement? And some kind of metal clanging together. He was hesitant, but then again Ceres had been complaining about unexplained sounds in the middle of the night. Considering she had spent time as a painting with Creepy the Clown, he wanted to at least reassure her the freak show was long gone.

“H-Hello?” He called out, looking carefully between the crack in the wall. “Can anyone hear me at all?”

The Repairman froze at the strange (but somehow familiar) voice. He hoped, in the night, his inky form wouldn’t be seen. His siren light was hastily covered with a rag he found. A dim red could still be seen, but at least it wasn’t immediately obvious.

He carefully looked around, and saw a younger Link staring right into the crack. Oh dear. He could feel his light intensifying under the cloth as he watched the kid calling into it.

Without thinking, the Repairman went up to him and tried to push him away from the crack.

“No, no” he quickly said, “don’t look in there!”