There will be those who say it never happened, that we squeaked through. Believe them if you can. There will be those who say that the end came, I mean the END, with an avenging God and the whole shebang. And many who say it came, and there was death and terror and weeping in the streets, and the last man on earth died in the Appalachians, of pancreatic cancer, all alone. I heard that story, and I don't think much of it. You can believe what you want to, of course. But I say there was a race of hardy laughers, mystics, crazies, who knew their real homes, or who had been drawn to this gold coast for years, and they lived through the destroying light, and on, into the Light ages. You can believe who you want to. But I'm telling you, don't believe those other guys. Believe me.