Kim Jong Un wakes up after a drinking binge. He walks around his office, but sees no one. He explores his building, but can't find anyone. He peers out of the window, and the streets of Pyongyang are completely empty. His phone rings. Hurriedly he lifts it, hoping to get an explanation. His wife was on the other end of the line. *""Glorious husband! Last night you had too much Soju and opened our borders.""* *""Shit! Are the two of us the only people left?""* *""Actually... I'm calling from Seoul.""*