While Frank noticed the tiny USB stick in the envelope, the old woman tugged on his sleeve firmly and cried, “Sir, please… Can you see what happened to Blackie? What…” Frank remained silent for a while before saying quietly, “I’m sorry, ma’m. Blackie is dead.”

“What?!”

The ol women was left thunderstruck as her shoulder slumped, her jaw hanging open but no words coming out.

“He was killed in action by some rogues, and…”

Frank glanced at Blackie’s body on the bed and breathed a long sigh as he reached out and closed his eyes.

“Who was it?! Who killed my Blackie?!”

The old woman howled in grief. “He’s so kind to a fault. I always told him to listen to Tidus, but he had to fight with him, and now someone’s taken advantage of him! Oh, Blackie…”