This is not the end of the world.

This is the end of the human race.

Four years ago there were billions of people inhabiting planet Earth, waking up every day and breathing in the poisonous air, going to work or school, coming home and falling asleep only to wake up and do it all over again.

There are only one thousand forty-five people left now, and they sleep only when it's necessary--and all that means is that they fall asleep when their minds and bodies start shutting down (sleeping is dangerous too much could happen when you're not aware of anything going on around you)--and nobody goes to school or work anymore.

The air is still poisoned, probably more poisoned now that the dead are roaming around, but everybody has to breathe to stay alive.