Hearing Lucy's warning, Ray realized she had a clear-headed understanding of the apocalypse—she wasn't some naive saint.

After chatting for a while longer, he hung up.

Time to sleep.

When he woke, he moved slowly through his morning routine—brushing his teeth, washing his face—then called Leo for breakfast.

Out of habit, he reached for his phone, but the no-signal icon greeted him. Only then did he remember that all communications were completely down. Everyone had become a true island unto