[ WP ] You believe you are one of the last people alive on earth after an apocalypse . You have taken refuge in a building with a radio tower and have been broadcasting daily , imploring any survivors to come to you , and just talking . Your supplies have run out , and you broadcast one last time .

*Good morning, hypothetical listener, and welcome to the 273rd episode of Dan's Show. I am your host, Dan, broadcasting from the lovely Nighthawk Radio Tower in Nighthawk, Washington. It is a great honor to have your hypothetical ear for what might very well be our last episode broadcast from the United States. If you have been following the show regularly, you will remember that we have discussed going north often, especially since the Blight has reached our deceased southern neighbors at Loomis. So I would like to announce that our entire one-person radio crew is emigrating to Canada. * 
 
 *The winter is coming to an end, and that means that the Blight is thawing. And today it took over the local Walmart, so I have suddenly run out of places to get cans and instant noodles. * 
 
 *Since you are alive enough to listen to this broadcast, you have surely figured out that trying your luck with the Blight in an enclosed space is a poor idea. So you will understand my decision to move today. * 
 
 *My destination is Chopaka, British Columbia. It is only 6-7 miles to the north-east, so I should reach it by the afternoon. If you are in the neighborhood, drop by, I'd love to take you out for a beer. * 
 
 *Good luck and stay safe. * 
 
 Dan clicked off the microphone in front of him, leaned back in the large chair, and closed his eyes. Ok, you've talked the talk, now walk the walk. 
 
 He stood up and took one last look at the old studio. A broken glass pane separated him from the console room. The big rusty brown stain was still visible on the carpet where he found a corpse when he first got here. Other than that, the place was clean and comfortable. It almost started feeling like home... it provided for a surprisingly calm winter after the madness of the past summer and fall. The most peace and calm he'd gotten since everything started on the Fifteenth. 
 
 Dan sighed. Well, the apocalypse teaches you nothing quite as well as the sad fact that all good things have to come to an end. He went over to the corner, crouched and picked up his hunting rifle and backpack he prepared the night before. 
 
 He started to leave, but then paused in the doorway. He considered turning around and saying something sentimental to the empty room. You know, like in the movies. But he decided against it and walked on into the dangerously sunny spring day. 
 
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 Have idea, will continue later.
