The fog surrounded him.
But he was warm.
The mist spraying his face was relaxing.
His body felt weightless.
Do I have a body? he wondered.
He looked down at himself. He was opaque, which was confusing.
He had just died… why was he solid?
Pushing the thought from his mind, he looked around him.
He saw Braska, still young and dressed in a High Summoner's clothing.
And Jecht, with his long, unruly brown hair semi-tied with a red bandana.
And Tidus, his layered blonde hair and Blitzball clothing swaying in an invisible breeze.
He saw Tidus and Jecht high-five each other, father and son reunited after 10 years.
Smiling, he went to join them…
But something was wrong.
He felt weightless in a new way.
His feet fell out from underneath him, and suddenly he was plummeting down, down faster than he had ever fallen, and then just as quickly as it had started it was over. There was bright light, so luminous he was blinded for a moment. He collapsed onto a hard, unyielding terrain and shielded his eye from the overly-intense brightness. Auron suddenly heard a loud screech and felt something strike him. Hard. Suddenly everything was black.