You wake up like you do any other day, which is to say slowly. The phone blares its music next to your ear in an attempt to get you to move, but you resist. After some amount of time, you manage to drag yourself out of bed. Groggily you walk to the kitchen and start preparing your morning coffee and breakfast. You don't really eat breakfast so much as shove yoghurt into your mouth and swallow. Eating is something living beings do, but before coffee, you're not really human; you're just a ghost who didn't die yet. Mornings are usually quiet; you're usually the first to wake up in the household because you have lectures at 9 am. It's a cruel joke, but there is little to be done about it. Eventually, you go to the bathroom and get prepared for the day. The shower helps you transform into a human being again. After the requisite half hour of faffing about and staring at walls trying to get yourself to move, you grab your coat and go outside. Outside it is eerily silent—no birds chirping, no cars yet, nothing but calming absence. You get on your bike and start riding, the cold morning air stabbing your face. Ugh, blasted cold. You eventually park your bike outside the uni building and make your way to the lecture theatre. Again it is eerily silent everywhere. There is nobody to see. After sitting in the empty lecture theatre for 10 minutes, you get suspicious, it's it a holiday or something? You grab your phone to look it up and see that you have an email. Maybe the lectures got cancelled for whatever reason?
Subject: wrapping up.
I'm sorry to inform you that I had to end the experiment earlier than I thought, but it got slightly out of hand. I'm beginning to believe that this was all just a bad idea. I'll have to do some serious work on the design and setup before we can try again, if at all. Everything is cancelled until further notice. I tried to clean up overnight, but I didn't manage to finish it all. I always liked you, so I'd like to allow you to explore the world, or what is left of it, a bit before I wrap everything up. I need to take care of some paperwork anyway, so feel free to mess about as you like. Take your time, I don't mind waiting, and the rest of humanity is already gone, so you can take as long as you want. As a courtesy, I got rid of things like hunger and ageing to make your final experience somewhat more pleasant. The experiment is failed anyway. When you're done, just press the button at the end of this email, and I'll send the rest of existence. Don't worry, it won't hurt. Have fun; you earned it.