[ WP ] In a post apocalyptic world , you find a cell phone on the floor , ringing . Telephone services have been gone for 30 years .

That day I saw something on the floor, engraved with a word I had n't seen in thirty years: NOKIA. *Yes*, I thought, *this is a... what's the word... telephone? * 
 
 It began to ring. Well, it did n't exactly *ring* as such, but that's what we called it. That's what we called it before the world ceased to have electric power in the spring of 2015. *The lights will be back on for some people within sixteen days*, they had said, *and by twenty twenty-five everything will be back to normal*, they had said. Of course, now the only way of knowing is to go to one of the cities - Manchester, Birmingham, London - and plug in one of the myriad electrical appliances people had in those days. People had moved out of their houses, out of the big cities, when chaos reigned in the month of May - you had food shipped in from all four corners of the globe before 2015, and of course those flying machines... *aeroplanes*... crashed by the dozen and automobiles crashed by the thousand... 
 
 [ I might finish this one day... ]
