When the first gamma-ray spike, preceding by Lots of mSecs, the slow thermal/visible nastiness--there may well be something like ...
All Neurons Lighting-Up-At-Once, the Godfather of all consciousness-altering trips.

No time for the merest pre-thought to wend its chemical-rate snail-path through the wetware: just-NOW expanding ^exponentially^ into a plasma state,
soon to join the detritus of the Cosmos, ready to be precipitated, perhaps in some other parallel Universe, maybe even:
one where inhabitants (once they appear from the primordial slime ripening process)--are actually Sentient, not just adolescent wannabes.
Or not.

QUICK! eh? Maybe the ultimate BrainGasm and then.. [whatever a one fancies re. post-meat-existence]


Beats Mad Max daily shoot-outs over the remaining stocks of rancid Hostess™ gruel/Soylent Puce, I wot.