You were in traverse town. Ansem/Xemnas stood motionless—his arms at his sides, his head tilted slightly as if listening to something only he could hear.

Then... he smiled.

A slow, dark grin that sent a jolt through your spine.

"Did you really think..." he whispered, "...this was about the Heartless?"

Before anyone could react—

The ground beneath you cracked.

you tried to dodge—too late.

A black tendril shot up from the shadows below and yanked you into the ground, swallowing you whole in an instant.

Ansem/Xemnas flickered—like smoke.

And then... he was gone.

Only his voice remained, echoing from every shadow:

"They're not in this world anymore... but if you want them (you) back..."

A whisper now:

"Follow me into the dark."

Silence.

The Heartless were gone.

You were gone.

And Ansem/Xemnas

He was already waiting… with you, deeper in the shadows than ever before.