Barry gasped and began to slow as Wally began to flicker in and out of existence. For a brief moment, there was a flash of black and red and a terrible skeletal figure grinning at him before it turned back into his nephew's now-transparent face. "Just… tell them, okay?" Wally ceased to exist. The black and red suit flashed before his eyes again and the skeletal man gave a facsimile of a grin before he, too, vanished. Barry stood shivering in the Arctic cold and knew deep in his bones that he had looked upon the face of Death.