"I'm going to choose to believe that we're equally likely to encounter the end of the world from here," Gus observes, still mild as yellow cake — a little bit sweet, a little bit deadly, as it were. "Besides — I never said I was missing time, either, even if I made a mistake in thinking you might have been, had you been from a point in time as late as it seemed."

Technically speaking, one has to assume he was just as dead as everyone else, when the world ended, whether or not he got the chance to beat the rush, right? Now it's just him and his brotherly plus-one in this very strange afterlife.

"I'll keep an eye out for you," he concludes — a promise, a warning, a threat, all of the above no doubt — and then he steps out of the alleyway.

And, well.

Disappears.