February 25, 2148
I saw a man in the middle of a street
Holding a long blade
No words
His face decorated with a wicked smile
Another man on his knees, begging for his life
A second later the man is suspended in the invisible air
Being drained from cerebral activity
Their source of sustainable energy
No words
No signs of emotion
He just walks away
The dark knight, Vlad The Invader, has arrived as prophesized