We'll all end up in a gallery and people will pay to gawk at us, how quaint they used to be they'll say, it must have been great back in the day
and we'll be mummified in glass cases thinking the gawkers are off their faces,

we could be sold and they'd be told, these relics are worth much more than gold, but they'll sell us off cheap and they won't hear a peep from us.

not much to look forward to
but
seemingly better than the current zoo in which we live.