Wally wasn't ever really alone... he had his viewers and that was enough for him, but when one little Watcher had started talking about finding him... he couldn't help, but to feel bittersweet about it. He knew they would never find him, but the thought that someone would try filled him with peace. A gentle warmth that soothed the aches and pains from his body rotting around him.

He thought it a pure fantasy until... a loud banging resounded from the door of the cabin he hid from home in.