No one played the game anymore, Cubone was released after the battle. She now wandered alone. Everything seemed dark, but the stained blood from her last battle still stained her mother's skull. Still hoping each day will get better, she dragged on, each step seemed more painful than the next. The ground under her feet seemed like quicksand, but it never dragged her down. Soon, she became weak, she had trouble finding food. Cubone coughed and coughed, her cough got worse by the second. She started to shake and quiver, as the cold rain pours on her, she tried to find shelter, but it blew away. She started to feel numb, and very sleepy. She couldn't move, was she dying? She didn't want to die! Not yet! She struggled to keep her eyes open, but she lost that battle, now snow started to lightly fall on Cubone.