The sun sets on the horizon. A chill breeze sweeps a rogue branch across the dusty terrain. The apocalypse has hit. You're alone and life as you know it is gone. You stumble upon a ransacked grocery store. The only items left are those of your childhood, a snack pack and a jell-o pudding. And you can only choose one. Which is it? What side of history are you on? What legacy do you leave behind?