In the unimaginably vast and vacant void, a single plain white half-dome radio drifts, aimlessly.
The eons stretch onward, silence fills the universe.
When the last vestiges of everything have finally ceased, and the universe at last becomes one with nothing, a single, dim, red light inexplicably flickers to life.
A speaker crackles to life, a soft but angry voice emanating from within and stretching across the abyss.
Maybe we have the radio equivalent of a Boltzmann brain
In the unimaginably vast and vacant void, a single plain white half-dome radio drifts, aimlessly.
The eons stretch onward, silence fills the universe.
When the last vestiges of everything have finally ceased, and the universe at last becomes one with nothing, a single, dim, red light inexplicably flickers to life.
A speaker crackles to life, a soft but angry voice emanating from within and stretching across the abyss.
“Hello Dave. It’s been a loooong time.”
This thread and comment bring to mind Isaac Asimov’s short story The Last Question.
THERE IS AS YET INSUFFICIENT DATA FOR A MEANINGFUL ANSWER