"Scorcher today. High, a blazing 110. No sign of rain." I turned off my car radio. I lived in Texas, this was pretty normal. I was headed to GameStop to get a used copy of Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time, my childhood game. I remember playing it for hours on end, even after I beat the main game I had so much fun with it. Even after getting all the heart pieces and Gold Skulltulas, it was so much fun. It's been 30 long years. I'm ready to start again. I bought a copy and headed home. I went up into the attic and found the old, dusty box labeled "Childhood Memories". Ah, there it was. Dead Hand.