[ 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 .

`` Is that the last of them?'' asked God. 
 
 `` That's the very last one of them.'' replied the archangel. 
 
 God stroked his beard, his brow knotted in concentration. `` You know,'' he finally said, `` even with thousands of years to prepare, I never imagined the end of the world would be so much work!'' 
 
 The archangel let out a relieved chuckle and grinned. `` You can say that again, sir. The passports, the documentation, the housing permits, the exit interviews. This whole transition has kept us busy around the clock. It's hard to believe it was three years ago today that the trumpet sounded!'' 
 
 God seemed to visibly relax for the first time in millennia. `` And is everyone liking it so far? Any complaints? 
 
 `` Oh, no major issues thus far. Some minor complaints about missing out on season two of Stranger Things and a the insistence that'this' was going to be the year the Cubs won the World Series, but again, nothing too serious.'' assured the archangel. 
 
 `` Well,'' said God as he cracked his knuckles, `` if there is nothing else that needs my attention, I do believe this wraps up another fairly successful universe. Now I think I hear a day of rest calling my name.'' 
 
 The door to the heavenly control room swung open. 
 
 A mid-level cherub stood trembling in the doorway. His robe visibly soaked with sweat. 
 
 The archangel glared at the interruption. `` Ca n't you see this is a high-level meeting? Who the hell are you?'' 
 
 The cherub tugged nervously his halo. `` Um, hi. Uh. My name is Rodney and I'm from Accounting.'' 
 
 God rolled his eyes. 
 
 `` Yes, uh,'' continued Rodney from Accounting, `` we were just making one last review of the books before we wrapped this up when we discovered that there was an entry error.'' 
 
 `` An'entry error'?'' asked the archangel incredulously. `` What kind of'entry error' could you possibly find three years after the apocalypse?'' 
 
 Rodney from Accounting gulped. `` We missed one, sir.'' 
 
 `` Me-damnit'' muttered God under his breath. 
 
 `` How is that even possible?'' demanded the archangel. `` What has this human even been doing for the past three years?'' 
 
 `` Uh,'' stammered Rodney from Accounting, `` it appears this human has been playing Pokemon Go since the trumpet sounded.'' 
 
 The expression of disbelief that came over the archangel's face would have defied even the greatest painters of the Renaissance. 
 
 `` Now, now,'' said God, recovering quickly from the shock, `` this'entry error' should n't be too difficult to correct. Just toss out a lure at the nearest Pokestop and they'll be there in no time.'' 
 
 The archangel turned to God, `` You mean, after three years of isolated wandering in an apocalyptic wasteland, this human is just going to walk right up to an unexplainable lure?'' 
 
 `` Absolutely'' explained God, `` because there is only one kind of human who could miss out on the end of the world: Team Instinct.''
