David Byrne
Uh-oh

I installed the local presence module only 10 minutes ago. Everything is clear to me; I know where I am. Level minus 1 from the ground. There are explosions and gunfire upstairs. I don't know how many comrades are still alive. I should probably take action myself and face the situation.
I have now adapted to the darkness. Looking around, I find something I didn't know existed. With the visual sensor, I activate the identification module. It's a walkman. That's its name. Sony is the brand, year of production 1992. Having found the instruction manual, I'm undecided whether to start the content or not because an explosion even stronger than the previous ones makes the walls of this underground room shake.
The only way out is the door at the end of the corridor. I don't even remember how I got here, and the plastic device in front of me piques my curiosity.
In the end, I decide to press play.
With the first musical notes, the identification card appears
David Byrne, a Scottish singer-songwriter recognized as one of the most futuristic minds in the global music scene.
Uh-oh, a work released in 1992 that did not have the success hoped for but has been reevaluated as fresh and original over the years.
There is no possibility of quickly learning all the content of this tape. It's a very old technology, so I'm forced to listen, and I don't mind. I realize I don't have time. However, the song playing is pleasant and at the same time amusing.
It's crystal-clear pop, seasoned with world music style percussion. Captivating from the first to the last track. The unmistakable and engaging voice. Something Ain’t Right has an aggressive vocal intro that then plunges into a dancing sound. Girls on My Mind, a whirlwind of strong colors. It’s pure party.
I spend an hour and relax. I feel charged. Full of energy. Ready.
I turn it off and decide the next action.
However, I hear a noise from the stairs.
I hide and realize it's time for the confrontation.
Here it is in front of me.
I'm disgusted by its presence.
I watch it, and I gasp.
It emits an acidic odor.
The shape of its body is indefinable.
Incredibly, it only has two arms and two legs. And it stares at me aggressively with two eyes.