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He was the last man alive, until he heard the door slowly opening.

Food

The end.

Full of adventure and friends, happiness, sports, food and eating.

Winter.

He was the last man alive on the earth, or so he thought, until he heard the deep, dark "I've been waiting for you" from something behind him.

The absolute worst place that your phone ringer could come on with the song playing "highway to hell".

6 boring hours of life.

Lots of food, lots of chill, lots of people.