[ WP ] You are 100 % convinced that you are the sole surviving member of the human race , despite the fact that today is your first appointment with a shrink for the very same reason .

*Play the game. * 
 
 It's my mantra. I spent so long doing all the normal things. Coming and going, working, shopping, socializing, just like everyone else. Never letting on that I knew. Then one day, for five minutes, I lost control. I was done pretending. I tried to snuff out the human race. I just could n't bear to look at all their pretense for another moment without shouting it to the world. This is my penance. 
 
 I should n't have written the letter. Then I could have blamed it on anything else. Frustration, depression, loneliness... but no. I had to tell them all that I knew. Now I must see a `` psychiatrist'' once a week. They told me it was that or an institution. They're all so very *nice* to me. It's disgusting. 
 
 I'm back to playing the game now. I'll do all the normal things. I'll see this new headshrinker, too. I'll be what they want me to be for as long as I feel like it. And then one day, when their guard is down again, I'll finish it. Then the earth will belong to *them*. The ones who took over everyone else, and keep me as their pet human. The aliens.
