It was dark and stormy night. In place where only one man live. Inside his house is a simple yet gloomy atmosphere. Old pictures above the chimney, antique music box at the table and a rocking chair with unfinished mittens. The old man turn on the music box, listening to its sad tune. He remembering the past when he met the girl. The girl always had bruises and scratch all over. She's always timid and afraid to talk to people. He then approached her.
     "Hello"
     "I don't know you."
     "Nice to meet you."
     "..."
     "I'll help you."
     "You don't need to."
     "It's okay."
The girl's tears then start falling "You might get be hated because of me" "Let's be friends" "Okay."

      They played together at the meadow near in the village since. There they quarrel, telling stories and adventures they wish they will be until they grown-up and promised each other that they'll be together, forever by this binding tune and the necklace that the woman gave to him. Funny, he thought. He was supposed to give not her.
Their happiness...until the incident.

       The man cried out load in that stormy night. Like this one, remembering how dreadful the woman he cherish had been killed. Rumors said she was killed by her mad father. He didn't know what to do. Everything went down. He even lost the necklace the girl gave. He want to be alone that is why he ended up here. Afraid that he'll be in tears again he closed the music box and about to go to his bed. There was a knock on the door. The man groaned. "At this time of hour" he said. He went to the door and open it. Nobody, just a box on the floor. He was confused. "This might be a prank" he though but still curious to open the box that is lying under. The man, then, get the box and close the door. He then went to his bed together with the box. He opened it. Tears in his eyes flowed in his pale cheeks with a smile in his face. The last man on earth was lying in his bed looking at the crystal necklace of his love with piles of letters that was scattered in his bedding.