Finn was enjoying dinner with his daughter, having spent the day as normal as any other. He was never told, nor was he aware, about his child's plans with her ghostly friend to leave tonight so she could take him to the ice kingdom. During dinner, Roll felt the same pain shoot through her side, making her drop her fork and groan gripping her side in agony. "Oww…! Daddy… I-it hurts again…" she sobbed, Finn getting up from his seat and coming over to her. He picked his young child up and held her close in his arms. "Don't worry, honey. I'm sure you'll get over it," he reassured while he was beginning to carry her back to her bedroom. One thought was ringing out constantly in his mind, the fact that part of her organs were candy like. He remembered doctor princess warning about how problematic they will be in the future, but Finn didn't want to even believe that might be the issue.
"Just try to get some rest," Finn insisted she should go to bed early while he carried her to her bed, lying her down in it and tucking her in. "Alright… goodnight, daddy," she told him, Finn just kissing her forehead before leaving the room, closing the door behind him. Once he was out the door, he just reached into his pocket and pulled out the same gem on a necklace, rubbing his head, feeling worthless in the situation that just happened. He couldn't even help his daughter when she was in pain. "Ugh… PB… You had a problem like this once, right? What did you do to fix it…?" Finn tried to think back to years ago. Every last medical thing he knew so far didn't make sense until he finally realized what was wrong.
"Biomass. Could she need that? No… no, no, it can't be…" Finn just hit his head against the wall. He was beginning to get angry, knowing it was bad if she did need biomass. He remembered an incident where Roll's mother was turned younger after a series of events, and she had used biomass to revert herself to her actual age. "Glob, PB… why didn't I just tell the truth?" Finn asked the gem, not getting a response. That alone drove him insane, since his daughter was in a state of pain a lot daily. "…what am I going to do?" he just groaned while shuffling to his own room, not entirely sure of what to do at this point.
During the middle of the night, however, Roll, who was now after just waking up, looked through her room window that it was not going to be daylight for another few hours. She got up from bed and reached underneath, pulling out a small backpack that had already been filled before afternoon. She put it on her back before opening the window and climbing outside, seeing the moon hanging high in the clear sky being surrounded by shimmering stars. Roll so far thought the night was peaceful as she approached the tree nearby, looking down at the spot in the dirt where Kadin had made an X mark. She began to move it aside with her hands, digging through the small pile of dirt until she saw the arrow itself sticking out. She looked up, seeing the skeletal ghost who appeared out of nowhere sitting against the tree.
"Are you ready to go?" Roll questioned. Kadin just nodded, still a bit disbelieving of her doing this for him. Roll grabbed the arrow and ripped it from the dirt below. She put it in her bag and began to walk south with Kadin who was now floating behind her to follow.
"Do you think this is the right way?" Roll asked her ghostly cohort while walking through the Land of Ooo while it was dark. She thought it would be easy, though the ghost just sighed. "I don't know myself, though I suppose if you fail, I won't be in any worse of a position than I was before," Kadin exclaimed, though the young human got annoyed from his attitude. "You need to be happier," she commented. "I'll be happy, when I see snow…" he hissed. "Promise?" Roll looked to the skeleton. He nodded, just wanting to push the topic aside for now. "Summon me if you need me. I am going to rest within the arrow," Kadin explained before vanishing. Roll didn't like the thought of the long travel alone, but she was more than glad he was there in spirit to a literal sense.
Roll soon saw a forest up ahead. It somewhat worried her though she knew not to fear it or allow anything to obscure her path. She just began to enter the dark woods, but upon entering inside, she was noticing how hard it was to see just with her own eyes. She reached into her backpack and rummaged around, pulling out a flashlight and switching it on. The area around her was pretty empty, though what caught her attention was a vague figure that showed a brief second, but she lost sight of it immediately. Roll just tried her best not to let her fear get the best of her, trying to get her mind on other things. She went onward, shining her flashlight around while walking. "…I think these are rubber like trees, Kadin… with very bendable branches," she talked out loud to her ghostly friend, not getting a response from him while he was invisible. She grimaced at the thought of the entire adventure alone.
The deeper Roll went into the forest, the more she started to feel like she was being watched and followed, but no matter how much she checked, there was no one there behind her. She heard a rustling noise from behind her, turning around. "W-who's there?!" she called out, just taking a step back, preparing to run. She turned around, suddenly bumping into something. She looked up, and the face of a Naga welcomed her, letting out a hiss before letting its long tail grab her. "A-AHH! H-help! Kadin! Please!" Roll shrieked and cried out. The snake had her in its grasp for a good moment before suddenly, Kadin appeared behind her, coming in between them and letting out a loud roar himself. This stunned the Naga enough to let go of Roll, the surprising skeleton startling it.
"The Arrow! Quick, stab it!" Kadin ordered. Roll just pulled the arrow out from her bag before jabbing forward like she had been advised to. She had her eyes closed while feeing a warm liquid covering her hand, feeling guilty for abusing Kadin's arrow like this. Roll opened her eyes, seeing the arrow that was well pierced in the Naga's chest. Its blood run down her hands as it fell back, flopping into the ground, lifeless, having bled out fast from the major internal injuries that had just happened. Roll just sat down, her eyes watering as she buried her face in her hands, beginning to sob. "I-I killed something…" she cried, feeling like a murderer that showed full remorse. Kadin just floated there, sighing. "Didn't your dad teach you the land was dangerous?" he questioned, hearing her hick and choke on one of her sobs. "D-daddy told me stories of what he did before… b-but, he never showed me how to fight…" Roll answered. Finn had been telling his daughter stories of his adventures for her a lot growing up, though she had never expected to have to kill anything to progress in this journey.
"Erm… well look, that thing would have eaten you anyway. So suck it up and get going. It's not like it was the last one in existence," Kadin tried to reassure her, though he wasn't the best at it. Roll nodding, remembering she had a promise to keep to her ghostly friend. She grabbed the arrow from the Naga's chest and ripped it out, looking at the blood stained on it. She just slipped it back into her backpack before wiping her eyes on her shirt sleeve. And so, they just continued forward through the dark forest.
Early in the next morning, the eyes of Finn struggled to open, having not had the most peaceful of slumber. It was mainly nightmares from sheer worry. Finn just groaned while sitting up and getting out of bed. He realized the time on the clock and just sighed. "I really need to quit staying up late…" he thought before heading down the hall, arriving to his daughter's room. He knocked on the door. "Roll. You awake?" he asked through the door after knocking again. Finn just entered the room, looking around. Her bed was well empty. "She must be out playing again…" he thought before going to the front door instead. Once outside, Finn looked around, still seeing no sign of his daughter. "Roll!" he called out his slightly echoed voice, getting no response. He was beginning to get more and more worried through each tiny moment of seeing no sign of Roll anywhere. "Roll! ROLL!" Finn shouted again for her.
"Oh no… no, no, no…! This can't be happening…!" Finn muttered to himself, beginning to fear the worst. He knew to find her, and quickly before anything in particular happened to her. He went back into the home to grab his old sword which he had not used in years.