For the first time after Niko’s death, I felt… amazing, happy.

The supervisor of the afterlife’s ‘Lost in Found’ just left. They said I wouldn’t be going back to Hell, and that we’d be able to continue our detective work. Not to mention our supervisor hates us, and would need to deal with us for, maybe ever.

It hits me-

We’re back in London.

We ended Esther Finch.

We don’t need to run from death anymore.

I’m no longer going to Hell.

We look at each other, walk over, and hug.