It seemed everyone was going in to the light, and Griss was one of them, as the golden Ig pointed out they were going to be alone if they didn't go, and Griss didn't want to be alone again. In the white room there were many pretty doors with lots of colours, a few of the others had already gone in to some and disappeared. Griss realized what was happening and he didn't like it one bit. They had to be alone again, but he hated being alone. He didn't want the others thinking he was weak though, then they might not like him and he'd be alone forever. Griss too a deep breath and looked at the doors remaining. After a moment he decided to go with The Master's Question, disregarding the swords over said door. He was sure he could answer whatever question would be posed to him. He walked with false confidence through the purple door, not really ready for whatever was on the other side.