As darkness falls, Trisha approaches a rocky clearing covered in drifts of soft pine needles. From this clearing, she can see the stars, and decides it is a decent place to spend the night. She drinks again from the stream, pleased that despite the on-again, off-again cramps she's felt all day, her body seems to be adapting to the woodsy water supply. She lies down on a makeshift bed, covers herself with her rain poncho, and slips the Walkman headphones over her ears.
When she turns the radio on, she finds she's lost the signal to WCAS, the station which had been broadcasting the games. She finds nothing at all on the FM dial, but on the AM dial she finds WEEI in Boston - a Red Sox flagship station. It's an open date.....
