It was only a short distance to the dump - or recycling facility as they called it. he found a light quickly, and although it wasn't strictly an Anglepoise, it would do. He bore it off with a smile. It wasn't very heavy and it was a hateful colour. But the Wabbit would paint it and adorn it with jujus. With a sudden jolt it lit up. "It has power," thought the Wabbit. He fiddled with a switch. Nothing happened. It started to flash. First a long flash then a short one. The Wabbit had no clue where the power was coming from. The cord dangled in the air and when the Wabbit touched it, it gave him a shock. The lamp was sending a message, but it wasn't Morse. It had a code of its own. The Wabbit felt a tingling and a voice spoke. "Save me from the dump, save me and my friends and we will light your path." The Wabbit paused because he sensed a scam coming. "We will light your way to environmental freedom." The Wabbit chuckled. "I only wanted a light for my study. I don't require a political philosophy." The Wabbit felt another shock. He was stuck fast to the lamp and couldn't wriggle free. "I need to think about it," he said and he finally shook the light off. "Stay in the recycling facility, perhaps you'll find a friend." The Wabbit made off, leaving the lamp on the ground. But it sprouted legs and followed him to the exit ...
