The four of them waved goodbye to the old lady at the inn. No one would dare to speak about the incident yesterday; they all regarded it as a dream – an extremely dreadful dream. But the spiky-haired boy knew it was real, he felt it devoured his body but still he was alive, breathing.
Before they totally left, Gon saw something shiny, flashing rays of light from under the bushes down the windowpane of their room, directly opposite the lake. Gon ran to see what it was… It was the ouija board…
Gon took the board in his hands, gathered his strength and threw the board deep down the darkness of the lake – disturbing its calm waters into a rush of ripples then it calmed again. No one will be a victim of the foul one again, he thought.
Gon looked at the spot where Jin stood last night before running to his friends. If he was really there, he doesn't know… One thing is for sure; he thanked him for giving him enough strength and courage to survive the battle against darkness.
The spiky-haired boy rushed towards his comrades who were waiting for him. No one wanted to ask; they all knew that Gon had just disposed the cursed thing.
The group phased toward the forest to face their destiny… to part ways and do what they are bound to. And from beyond the bushes across the lake, a tall figure is staring at them, following them with his line of vision – until the group was swallowed in a throng of tall tress and grasses.
== owari ==
"At last… it's finally over"
"But, who was staring at them?"
"Find out in its sequel, From Dawn 'til Dark. Thanks to all reviewers!"