*The sound of White Death Cookie's sickle is heard one last time. When Burning Spice Cookie opens her eyes, she sees a tall white tree standing before her. The spirits she killed on the tree are looking at her. But they are not angry. They just want to hear something.* Suddenly, a faint voice is heard.*
???: Hello, Burning Spice Cookie! We've been waiting for you.
*Burning Spice Cookie