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Loneliness.
It's so dark here. Let me turn on a light.
That's better. Only, now I can see how many people aren't around. I'm the only one here.
It's still so dark outside. This one room seems like the single island of light and life in the universe. Did the rest just disappear? Is there anything outside my door?
I don't want to go outside to check. Who knows what's out there? I don't want to interact with that uncertainty.
My radio. That's the answer.
If my radio still works, then somewhere in the world there is a person programming songs and advertisements, choosing what signal will be sent into the void and picked up by my receiver. Somewhere, there is a person reading the day's headlines, and somewhere there is a person offering concert tickets to a lucky winner. There is life in the world if my radio works.
Where did my lights go?
Do I have any batteries?
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