A lot of people talk about the end of the world... but no one really believes it will happen. Surprise. As I look out over the city, I see that very finale moving towards me... a blank of whiteness, enveloping buildings, streets, people... leaving nothing in its wake but the horror of total absence. It's getting closer, almost here. I-I don't know if... I-I'll try to keep... Clark. ...I love you.