The next several days were depressing. White barely talked to Mahi and Kiral, keeping mainly to himself, while Kiral concentrated on getting better, and Mahi just doing whatever she felt like doing, but mostly taking care of Luna. After 2 days, they all left and trekked for another 3. Finally, on the morning of the 4th day, when it was time to leave, White refused to move. "No, I'm tired of this. There is no point! For all we know, we'll cease to exist any minute! Besides, having to put up with you two is a nightmare in and of itself!" Kiral was frustrated and hungry, but he did his best to talk White into going on, but he refused. In mid-argument, there came a glow from White's chest and it grew as it consumed his body. Kiral ran over to help, but the light had spread into tentacles and smacked him away. The tentacled light raised White into the air and one ran right through his heart. White's body disappeared slowly, consumed by the light, and it let out a flash as the familiar old chest landed where White had been. A name inscribed on the lid in an ancient language.