[ WP ] A virus hit the world wiping everyone but you out . To keep yourself sane , you listen to books on tape on a battery powered Walkman to hear people 's voices . But you are down to your last pair of batteries .

Please be kind, this is my first ever post here. 
 
 Finally! After two months of trekking, I have finally made it to my hometown. A small town in the mountains. My only friend on this journey was a red Sony Walkman WM-2. It was my only friend for more than 15 years. It has been since that dreaded day. 
 
 In my pocket, a pair of nearly empty batteries, and my friend, the Walkman. After thousands of batteries I've gone through, thousands of books and music I've listened to. This is it, the end of the line. I've thought about the last thing I wanted to hear before I succumb to silence. 
 
 Hamlet, Middlemarch, The Odyssey? 
 
 The Torah, The Bible, The Quran? 
 
 No. 
 
 `` Soon.'' I whisper to myself, as I finally reach our house. I know just the way to end this. 
 With the impatience of a toddler unwrapping his Christmas present, I rush to my bedroom. I open one specific drawer. 
 
 `` There it is.'' As I let out a sigh of relief. 
 
 There lies a cassette. With `` hAppY BirThdAY DADDY! From Mommy, Kate, and Zoe'' written on the label with a pink Crayon. 
 
 
 
 

