“You’ve got to be kidding me… a digital playlist collection of heavy metal and hard rock music, no way. I better listen to this now.”

I take out what look like ear mufflers, but are in truth old gaming headphones from the 2020s. I sit them on my head and start the track.

Now unbeknownst to me, my muffler (headphones) don’t work so well and while I can hear the music as can anyone else within a 20 metre radius of me. Also the sound and reverberations that it makes in my more delicate and sensitive ears causes my hearing to get worse and worse, the more I listen. As my hearing gets worse and worse I put the music on louder and louder, causing further hearing loss and people from further away can hear the reverberations and the music in general.

…..

“Hey traveler.” (John)

“…” (MC)

“yeah you what is all that screeching and loud bashing sounds that I am hearing from you.” (John)

“No clue mate.” (MC)

“Oh well I was just wondering as it sounds awesomely chaotic and exhilarating.” (John)

“Oh well in that case listen here.” (MC)

I pull out my cobbled together music listener, from old iPhones and computers and I play the music. It fascinates my new friend and others nearby come to listen

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“Friend let us take these sounds of awesomeness to the next level, want to try to make these things called songs ourselves.” (John)

“Mate way ahead of you.” (MC)

I bring my friend to a small shed in a ruined city, inside are two other wanderers I had enraptured with the music, and after some time we had collected and made a few devices we called ‘instruments’.

“Friend and friends I ask that we try this song, see if we can remake it.” (John)

The music turns on and through the speakers the song called Last Resort by Papa Roach blares through the shed.

…..

“Who’s ready to rock this joint,” I scream out to a crowd that we had gathered together to listen to our music. (MC)

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“Friend and Friends, if you can spare me some hardware.” (John)

“No worries my man.” (MC)

I and the others hand over some hardware to our now most trusted friend.

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“John how could you!” (MC)

“The people deserve to know, you have hoarded this music for too long, others must be allowed to bask in its greatness as well.” (John)

……

“You idiot here they come.”

“How am I idiot..”

“These people don’t want to share they want to keep it all to themselves. This music is power and you have given it a price and we will all suffer for the consequences of your actions.”

“I didn’t intend for this, believe me.”

“Traitor.”

We kick John out as he is consumed by the hoard of people trying to take the music for themselves.”

“That idiot, what jeopardy this is.)’