'Did death hurt?'
Yugi wonders as he lies on the floor, eyes facing towards the sky that isn't really there. It's just the ceiling of the room, white, empty, and it has a distinct lack of stars to distract him.
He closes his eyes, and searches. Yugi waits for the tug on his soul as he brings himself into the Puzzle, but there's nothing. There's such a distinct lack of everything, like half of his soul is missing. It's so much pain, to be missing feeling.
Was the Pharaoh in this much pain when he left?
He's phrasing the question to a spirit that is no longer there. His mind is empty, silent, there's no gentle voice speaking in his ear the answer. Yugi suppresses the urge to open his eyes and glance around for the floating spirit, there's nobody there, he knows that already.
He asks a question to a dead soul, and hopes for even a whisper back.
'Did death hurt?'