[ WP ] You live in a post-apocalyptic world where you thought you were the last person on earth . One day you find a small town with only 500 people living in it . Little do you know that they follow a cult and are about to commit mass suicide .

It's amazing of how little you have when you do n't have internet. Not that if there was any, it would do me any good. I had thrown my phone in a ditch, along with several of my other prized possessions. I could n't stand looking at them any longer, the batteries long since dead, making sleek looking paperweights. I had decided to stay in the house till someone came. I did have a lot of food. About a year's worth. Yet on Tuesday ( well, what I decided was Tuesday ) I could n't stand it. My house was huge, and I was the only one left. I could n't get that thought out of my head. Ever. So I left the house to see, if by any insane chance anyone else survived. Little chance of seeing anyone, living or dead. It took a few days for me to find another set of structures that could possibly be defined as a town. It looked like a city once. I walked through what I thought to be the center, in search of some cans of god knows what. What I found was right out of my dreams. People. A whole group of them. I ducked behind a wall, not knowing what to expect. They all looked identical and they were all armed. I sat there for a half hour at least just staring at them. Call me creepy, but when it's been about a year, people are the most amazing thing you've seen. So when they got in a circle together I decided they were harmless. As I approched them, they pulled out their guns. I thought that this was the end, but they did n't point them at me. They pointed them at themselves. I ran up to the nearest person 
 `` dude! What-what are you DOING?! you ca n't give up! Tell your friends that-'' 
 `` but there's no one left. `` 
 `` what do you mean, look at these people! They're all here, were all alone-'' 
 `` no ones left. It's only me. All alone. I'm the only one left. I'm the only one left. `` he popped the saftey and shot. 
 That's right. I'm the only one left, I realised. We are just the only one left. Nothing else here. Everyone else moved on. I'm the only one left. All around in the circle everyone is doing the same. They were the only one left. I picked the gun up from the dead man's grasp. It was n't hard, because I am the only one left. I joined in the circle. I am the only one left. I am the only one left. 
 
 
 Fyi: not a writer, just a guy with an idea
