He could just see the bundle of blankets on the step of number four. " Good luck, Harry, " he murmured. He turned on his heel and with a swish of his cloak, he was gone.
Since each cell of your body consists of ordinary matter, in the anti universe, you will explode with the release of a huge amount of energy and then disappear without a trace.
The Cowardly Lion was much pleased to hear that the Wicked Witch had been melted by a bucket of water, and Dorothy at once unlocked the gate of his prison and set him free.
Our own death becomes a matter of utter indifference, we feel honoured to be occupying such a small space in the order of things and that we will soon disappear without a trace.