And when everything had been said and done, time and entropy ran their course. All clocks ran down, all starts snuffed out (some more quietly than others), and everything, everywhere, became dark, cold and boring.
With a series of bangs and a final whimper, the universe closed upon itself. Spacetime crumpled into a ball, the ball collapsed into itself, and it all came down to a single point.
The point went 'bang'. Big time.
* * * * *
A door opened somewhere else.
"We have survived? My love, that was..."
"Just an escape, Barda. That's all. Just an escape."