A chessboard is seen. Black has White in Checkmate.
Boy in Black: Checkmate. And so, darkness prevails, and light expires. You need a new strategy.
Boy in White: My move, isn't it?
Boy in White moves his King to his side of the board.
Boy in Black: Huh?
Boy in White: It's not over.
Boy in Black: C'mon. That's not fair. I know I had you.
Boy in White: Yes, you nearly did. But, a game's no fun if you where it's going. There's more to light than meets the eye. I told you.
Seven more white pieces appear on the board.
Boy in White: Some light comes from the past.