[Originally posted at Ana Mardoll's Ramblings.]
I have this one idea in my head of someone who has managed to find a perfectly little place, plenty of food, plenty of clean water, electricity, wide open fields surrounding it this allowing one to seen an approaching horde from a great distance, and is stuck there all alone. No sign of any humans whatsoever. He broadcasts on a radio, hoping some one will some day respond. Mostly he says how to find him, but with no one else to talk to he says all sorts of stuff, quotes poetry, tells his story in out of order fragments, and talks about how he uses his electricity. He watches the same few minutes of Apollo 13 over and over again. The part where the capsule goes into reentry and loses radio contact and you hear, "Odyssey, this is Houston. Do you read?" over and over again with no response, passed when people think it means the must be dead, and then finally Odyssey responds.
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