Question

a question tickles that if all humans dissapeare from earth by some incident then what happens after that

Answer 1

I’d try to make some phone calls and check the internet. Total silence.

I then walk into town. Seeing no one, I’d probably just get some free food at first. Then I would find a car and drive back home (badly, and at 10MPH because I can’t drive), leave a note in case anyone returns, and head to London to find others.

Once I get to London, I would see no one again. So I’d start having some fun! What else is there to do? I would ring Big Ben out across the city, and I would find some sort of stereo and blast it out the back of a pickup truck. I’d go down to a fancy restaurant and cook some comfort food with the finest ingredients! I would explore forbidden locations, like the Houses of Parliament or the MI5 at Vauxhall. Then I would go to Buckingham Palace, and, quite frankly, search the garden for the infamous magic mushrooms I heard about in online articles. I can’t identify mushrooms, so I would give up and start searching houses and apartments for various goodies instead.

As the first night approaches, and I’ve picked up some gear from somewhere, I would go to the various nightclubs across London and enjoy the last of the national grid’s electricity. Most power plants will cease to function within the first 48 hours. I find somewhere to sleep (maybe somewhere like the Ritz, or a Marriott if I’m too inebriated to wander London at night in winter).

The next day I raid a HMV for CDs and drive a bulky vehicle that won’t get too damaged by the accidents I’ll be having, being a hungover provisional driver. I would return home, just in case someone came back. I would then drive out to Ipswich where my girlfriend was before everyone disappeared. Eventually I would find her car and the depth of the situation sets in.

As I search an Amazon distribution centre for tools and gadgets, the electricity would start browning out. Within the next 12 hours much of the country loses power. I will find a supermarket and proceed to a house that is either comfortable or has off-grid electricity.

I’d make it a long-term goal to find a summer home in the Mediterranean, and a winter home in the Netherlands. I would try to become self-sustaining. I know a fair few things, so I could probably get by at least for a few years. Once canned food expires, tech begins to break, and petrol decays into useless compounds, I would try and farm. Farming would be a full-time affair, so I would probably find somewhere to settle. I would try and grow wheat to make bread, and find orchards for fruit, and keep livestock (if there are any farm animals left). I’d live out the rest of my days on a farm, near the sea, somewhere south. Without people I would probably get hooked on the no-longer illicit substances I was growing on my farm. I would struggle with long-term solitude otherwise.

I would sit on the porch of my house, smoking one up, thinking how much more interesting it would be if this hypothetical had instead allowed for a percentage of the population to remain. The lack of air and light pollution would make the stars clear and bright. I’m surrounded by cats and dogs. I’ve become a crazy cat person. My farm looks like Slab City.