Vina absent-mindedly pats the pig on the shoulder while picking up the batwing.
"Sorry," she says as she gazes into it, "I -was- raised on a farm. We have rescue pigs. The folks are vegan." She's still fascinated.
The stars in the batwing seem to twinkle, then grow brighter ...
WHOOSH!
Everything turns white.
Vina, and the pig, are floating in an absolute void which is solid white in all directions. As far as the eye can see, whiteness.
It looks a lot like the Ghost Zone, actually ...
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