When The Sunlight Dies - Human Wreckage Sequel -

The scurrying of footsteps grew faster. I ran to keep up with the sound, mentally scolding myself thinking that it was probably just a rodent of sorts.

 As I approached the corner, whatever it was ran down an alley and the sound of static came singing through to my ears and then-

"Look alive sunshine.

109 in the sky, but the pigs won't quit!

You're here with me, Dr. Death Defying.

I'll be your surgeon, your proctor, your helicopter! Bumpin' out the slaughter-matic sounds to keep you alive.

A system failure for the masses, antimatter for the master plan!

Louder than God's revolver and twice as shiny.

This one's for all you Rock 'n' Rollers. 

All you Crash-Queens, and Motor Babies! Listen up!

The future is bulletproof!

The aftermath is secondary!

It's time to do it now and do it loud!

Killjoys... MAKE SOME NOISE!"

In front of me sat an old broke down radio. 

Although, it obviously wasn't as broken as I had originally thought.

Crouching down beside it, I ran my fingers over every square inch of the device, it was incredible, actual music. 

This piece of junk produced music.

 "They need you," a small voice spoke, making me jump.

A mini skeleton marched out from behind the radio which had once again turned to static.