Maybe I can save him, so he can go on. He wouldn't need me much, would he? Not really. But I do know that I can at least try to save him. Just so he can go on to beat Near. So I'll step out of this car, and buy him a few-
Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow.
I never knew it'd hurt that much. I think I saved him though. Well... one last puff of the cigarette might make everything a little better. I'm just sorry I never got to make it back home. I wanna go home to Wammy's House.
What the...? Where am I? Wait a second... This is... This is Wammy's House! For some reason, I can't stop crying... Where's Mello? Did it not work? I wanna go to Mello.
Fire... Why is there fire? A church? Why is it burning? Mello! There he is! He's... No!!! He's dead!!! He can't be--- Mello? Oh... We're both dead. I get it now. Mello's sad, too. It's OK for you to be sad now, Mello. Where are we now? Wammy's again. What's Mello doing? That's where we signed our names on the wall... What's he writing?
"We've come home to Wammy's House, but won't come back again. I was too stupid to see what I should've seen. I miss all that was, but look forward to what will be. I have died, yes, but I died knowing I won. And well...We're home. L... L are you there?
Come home, to Wammy's House."
L's here now, too. I feel like a kid again, looking up at him. I'm sure Mello feels the same. We're home. So, if you're ever lost and need to find your way, if you're dead just like us, walking into Wammy's House...
Come Home, To Wammy's House...