Deserted.

Braxyd awoke alone in a graveyard. The sun was low over the eastern horizon. It couldn't have been past 6 o'clock on the morning. He was dazed, it felt as if he had been sleeping on the hard ground for a lifetime. He slowly sat up and spied dried blood on the ground.

"Could it be mine?" he thought, lazily checking himself for wounds or bruises. He had no idea where he was. All he could remember was Maxsodin appearing in his cell after Xassha had left. She had snarled at him and then swung. Then he rememmbered the dreams he had had while uncountios.

"I have to find Xassha," he muttered.

But he was in a random graveyard in what appeared to be Halloween Town. He had no idea where to look first.

He saw two familiar figures and one unfamiliar walking swiftly towards him before he passed out from hunger and hit his head on the gravestone in front of him. His nose landed next to the words, "survived by son Sora and daughter Madison."