Reaction No. 921,039

You wander into the Apple store. You poke your head into the backroom with the hope that you may find someone alive. The only things you find are bodies and computers in various states of disrepair.

And one other thing.

Near the corpse of the manager of the store you see something surprising: a brick of cocaine. And hey, why not? You’ve endured the apocalypse, so a little experimentation can’t hurt you. The security guards are dead anyway, and now you have time to grow out that coke nail.

To make a long story short, you die in a few hours, but you smash a ton of shit before you kick the bucket.