[Intro]
As I set down these notes on paper
I'm obsessed by the thought that I may be the last living man on Earth
My wife, colleagues, my students, my books
My world, where are they?
Did they ever exist?
Am I Richard Pearson?
What day is it? Do days exist?
Exhausted by terror, I fall asleep
Two days, I wander in a vague northerly direction through a desolate world
Finally, I notice a living creature

[Build]
I'm just getting warm

[Drop]
(The last living man on Earth)
I'm just getting warm
(The last living man on Earth)