'His blue hair was oily from not being washed in years. He was in a stright jacket. The vains in his neck were occupied by needles that would introduce drugs that would keep him alive. His wings were pinned down by their cartilage to a stone slabe on either side or him. They were streachted out to their full lenght. Each black leathery wing had to have been ten feet long. Davids legs were chained down by chains forged from a non breakable steal. His mouth was covered by a leather strip so he could bite anyone with his fangs. On his forehead, wires would transmit his thoughts to a big screen 5 feet above him and to his left and right. There were speakers on both sides of him that would alow him to speak threw his mind. As Lessa derw nearer to him, she saw that his eyes were a very, very light green. he was looking stright back at her. He didn't look no more than 18. She was fixed on those eyes. They were not the eyes of a killer.' This is from my book that I am writing. David is supposed to be a thousand year old killer. completely done in black ink.