[ He's silent for a while again. As far as his paranoid lil mind is concerned, this only corroborates the dark little spark of an idea that's been festering in his brain all day. ]

Jay.

[ This isn't going to go over well. But it's so late and he's so tired and alone and he keeps thinking about the voicemail he never got and how much he wants Jay to trust him again. ]

I think we're all dead. Ev - everyone here, I mean. I think it's - you know. What happens after, I guess.