Mikoto and Totsuka are sitting in an empty bar. Mikoto is smoking as usual and Tatara is chattering away while goofing around.
Both of the men stop what they are doing and look up as they hear the bell cling and someone enter's the bar.
It appears to be Anna.
"Mikoto, I'm here.." the little girl says.
The cigarette in Mikoto's hand drops to the ground as he utters a single word "Why?"
Tatara walked over and put his hands on Anna's shoulders, a tear rolling down his cheek, "Now let's not get too upset, it's too late for her. The others should be holding the funeral by now."