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[TRANSCRIPT]
[beeps]
[click]
Okay, so, maybe I was a little overconfident in my abilities. That did take me quite a bit of time to translate. But I think I got it:
[click]
“Not safe to meet. You are safe. I am safe but far. Talk only on radio.”
[click
I’m glad to hear that you’re safe and that I’m safe—I guess I’ll take your word for it. And you say you’re far…so either you’ve rigged your radio to somehow find and reach my frequency or this is all happening on skip. I guess that’s not really all that important at the end of the day.
[click]
I’m not gonna offer to come to you, no matter how far you are, because I assume that you won’t tell me. Why isn’t it safe to meet? If we’re both safe…
[click]
I’m guessing you want me to drop this whole subject, huh? But you’ll understand why that’s a little hard for me, right? Why it might be just a little frustrating to find somebody after six years of no contact and that person doesn’t even want to talk to me—actually talk to me? Or…explain anything?
[click]
Here’s what I know. I’ve driven through and around seven states and not once have I seen any sign that somebody else is out here. Which makes no fucking sense, because I’m here and Harry’s here and you’re here and there’s no way that we’re the last three living human beings in America.
[click]
Everything else is the same, far as I can tell. Things are overgrown a little, but not as much as I would’ve thought and there’s still birds and deer and squirrels and crops growing in fields like they’ve been self-propagating for the past six years, which—
[click]
I know fuck all about gardening, despite Harry’s efforts.
[click]
So I really need you to talk to me, actually talk to me. I’m in Louisiana now and I really will drive anywhere. And if you really think it isn’t safe to meet, then at least give me something, some indication that you’re real and that there’s more people out there, or that you know what happened. I need something and this cryptic dot and dash bullshit is gonna get old quickly.
[click]
If you can’t do that, then I’m not sure what we’re doing here, you know? What’s the point of it? I’ve had enough empty human interaction to last three lifetimes. I’m not looking for a penpal, or a voice in the dark. If you don’t have any interest in actually connecting, then we can both go back to being alone, okay?
[click]
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