How would you feel if the entire world found out you were the cause of the apocalypse?

You're minding your own business, going to work, coming home, petting your cat, when the doorbell rings.<br>You open the door to find a handful of people wearing the most ridiculous, over-the-top costumes you have ever seen. They look like they just came from a costume party, or a comic-con event.<br>One of them steps forward, and pulls out a piece of paper.<br>"Hello, we are the bringers of the apocalypse. The angels have foreseen the downfall of earth and nothing can be done to stop it. What we are here for is to find the cause. Who will be the one to tip the delicate balance of the world, who will be the spark that sets the fire ablaze, who will be the one to pull the trigger of the world's gun to its own head?"<br>He pauses for dramatic effect.<br>"We have searched far and wide, heaven and earth, for the soul responsible for bringing about the end of the world. It seems... that the soul we are looking for... is you."<br><br>How do you react when the entire world finds out that you are the one bringing about the apocalypse?<br>The strangers at your door are blocking your path. The neighbors are watching from their windows. What do you do now?<br>How do you react to the gut-wrenching realization that *everything is your fault*?