With a final glance over his shoulder, Qui-Gon continued walking toward the light. The closer he came, he could see that it was flickering, such as a campfire might.
Turning around a final bend in the cave, he could see a familiar form leaning next to the fire. A smile formed on his face when he recognized his Padawan. His feet moved faster beneath him, until he stood directly behind his apprentice.
"Obi-Wan." He rested a hand on Obi-Wan's shoulder.
Qui-Gon fought the urge to pull his hand away quickly, the body beneath it was ice cold.
Obi-Wan turned toward the touch, and looked up at his Master.