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Last Man on Earth by whisperstorm
Rain pelts down about you, and in an instant, you are soaked. Over the storm you can hear the knocking on your door becoming more forceful, more vehement.

You are the last man on Earth- it is not a question of _Who_ is at the door, but _What_!
Stride foward and demand to know the meaning of this.
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