And he was surprised at himself, because.. he didnt feel anything anymore. All he wanted to do was sleep. And for the first time, he wished he were far away, lost in a deep vast country where nobody knew him. Somwhere without language, or streets, and he dreamed about this place without knowing it's name.

And when he woke up, he was on fire. There were blue flames burning the sheets of his bed. He ran through the flames, towards the only two people he loved. But they were gone.
His arms were burning. And he threw himself outside, and rolled in the wet ground, and then he ran, he never looked back at the fire, he just ran. He ran until the sun came up, and he couldnt run any further, and when the sun went down, he ran again. For five days he ran like this.

Until every sign of man had disappeared.