In the forest, there were two bodies, bloody and stabbed on the ground.
One body belonged to Rocky, killed the same way he killed Zuma
there was a Chase next to him, he was still alive, but it won't be long.
He gripped the locket tightly in his hand.
Zuma medallion in the shape of an anchor.
Rubbing his thumb over it, Chase smiled as he peered up at the sky as his gaze slowly faded.
- I'm going to you, zuma, baby.