Saria opened her eyes to find herself in what looked like a brightly lit dining room, she was sitting in a very large and comfortable chair, but when she tried to get up she found her wrists were bound to the arms of the chair by strong chains.
'What's going on, where am i? Help!' Saria screamed
A withered ghost suddenly appeared in front of her, shocking her into silence.
'I am a Poe Sister, i was once of the living too but have since forgotten my identity, this is our special room of the temple.'
'What do you want with me?' Saria asked, slightly more calmly
'We have wandered the temple for centuries with no one for company, so imagine how surprised we were to find a young girl lying asleep and alone in the temple! -but don't worry, we will take good care of you. I had a daughter once, she did so love my cooking, and she did so love to eat, in fact my sisters are cooking up dinner right now, you must be hungry!'
'That's very nice of you, but i really must be going.' said Saria, struggling against her bonds
'Oh no, sweetie- you are staying right here, how rude that you would refuse an old lady's hospitality!'
Saria thought this over, they must be rather lonely after so long, i suppose i might be able to keep them company for a while, although terrible things are happening in the temple, i should probably get free to investigate...
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