the world was white, just like him. Sycro was floating, an aimless spirit, all he could se was white. then a red glow far in the sdistance. he flew to it as fast as his spirit could take him.<br/>"Damnit!" He yelled, seeing the glow was the necklace, and Arkain was hiding ina a backalley, his gut still protruding with sycros body. "CROCFACE!!!!" He yelled, flying at him, everthing became real looking again as he got closer to the one who killed him.