Kirsten reflects on a desolate world that has lost nearly all its inhabitants, contemplating the beauty found in this emptiness. She considers the idea that if hell is created by the presence of others, then a world with few remaining people might offer a peaceful respite. This leads her to think about the impermanence of humanity, viewing its potential extinction as a natural event rather than a tragedy.

The extinction of one species among countless others is seen as insignificant in the grand scheme of life on Earth. Rather than mourn the loss of humanity, Kirsten finds solace in the thought that many life forms have come and gone throughout history. The dwindling number of survivors prompts her to question the current state of the world and the fleeting nature of existence.