Maybe they got tired of playing the game," said Kevin. For once, he did not appear to be mocking.
"What game?" asked Marty.
"Maybe we've been a giant, complicated video game all this time. And whoever was playing it is done."
David sank into his chair. "I never thought it would end this way," he said. "No fire and brimstone. No comet, no floods, no alien takeover."
"Quite a comedown, isn't it?" said Kevin.
"Unless," said Marty, "this giant mind is thinking this stuff up, see? Like we're thoughts in the giant mind? You know, figures in a dream? And when you finish the dream and wake up, all the figures just melt back into your regular thoughts."
David downed his shot. "Well, it's been nice knowing you guys," he said. As he glanced toward the bar, he caught one of the patrons, an attractive brunette twirling on a stool, dissolve into pixels.