Everyone’s gone. Satoru, Suguru, Nanami, Haibara.

Shoko sits slumped against a wall, trying to contain the tears in her eyes. ”I’m sorry. I’m so tired.” She thinks to herself as she picks up yet another cigarette. She wipes her face with the sleeve of her jacket and buries her head in her hands.

Why did they have to die? Why does she have to be all alone? It hurts like hell.