[ WP ] You 're the last person on earth - but thank god Pokemon Go still functions ! You amuse yourself by catching Pokemon as you travel so as to not feel so isolated and alone . One day , on your screen , you see in the distance that someone has set up a lure .

Back a few months ago, it was normal to see the confetti everywhere in the city. It would stream forth, all pink and white, like a party or a wedding day when you walked down the right street. 
 
 But that was before everything changed. That was before I went to bed one day and woke up the last man on earth. I guess you could say that was a strange day. I remember driving around the suburbs, desperately searching for something or someone. I checked every single channel on the television, but nothing was screening. The radio was silent. It was like a terrible dream, only this was the reality that I was living right now. 
 
 I ’ m still living that dream, today. Only perhaps I ’ m about to wake up. The sight of the confetti fills me with equal levels of fear and excitement. I ’ ve always been quite introverted, which is perhaps why I took to being the last person on the planet better than a lot of people would. I played the usual games in the beginning, turning the local shopping mall into my personal fortress. After all, surely a zombie invasion was impending, and if every single film I ’ d ever seen on the subject was to be correct – I ’ d need supplies. 
 
 Only the zombies never came. I got bored. I put on weight. So I started exploring the ghost town I found myself in – and I mean really exploring. After exploring the town, I explored the county. Then the continent. All while playing one of my favourite games: Pokemon Go. Playing it gave me some sense of normalcy. Perhaps it ’ s the only thing that has kept me sane. 
 
 Till today. Today I saw confetti that could not possibly be there. Today I saw a lure, that could have only been set off by a physical human being. Is it a trick, or a trap, or just me going crazy? Only one way to find out, I guess. 
 
 “ Hello? ” 
 
 I wish I hadn ’ t called out. I haven ’ t heard the sound of my own voice in so long. It ’ s husky with disuse. And it goes unanswered. There ’ s no one in sight. Noone and nothing. I spit. Maybe it ’ s a glitch. Although – 
 
 There. In the distance. Glowing, blue and bright. It couldn ’ t… It couldn ’ t be. I make a quick movement, and I ’ m there. Face-to-face. It ’ s more beautiful than I could have ever imagined. My heart thumps, and I drop to my knees, trembling as I raise my finger. “ Articuno? ”
