[ WP ] a new energy is discovered , called `` Sorrow '' . This energy can only be harvested from dead bodies , and the amount of sorrow produced is based on how well liked the person was in life

Dr.Martin report to room A162 for patient check-up. 
 
 I ca n't believe this is what Earth has come to do for energy. Reaping the energy from inside our own kind to fuel our greedy, selfish needs. 
 `` Another one Annice? That's the 20th one this morning!'' `` I just say what the big man tells me to.'' Replied Annice with a sigh and look of disbelief. 
 I sulk my way down to the patient's room preparing my speech to tell my patient how they will be transformed into energy to fuel our hospital. 
 `` Hello Mark. How was your day?'' `` Horrible, Dr.Martin. Just suck my soul dry and let me die in peace.'' 
 I put the plug in the socket and start up the machine. The engine makes a low roar and the lights flash on. The nurse from earlier starts to attach the IV drips to Mark's arm, but he tells her no and says he wants to go out `` naturally.'' 
 The machine starts to repeat user messages on how to start the Sorrow reaping. Mark gives off one final sigh of pain and closes his eyes for the final time, never to reopen them again. 
 The nurse does n't even blink at the sigh of death anymore. You can tell she is already to used to it. I press the buttons the machine tells me to do and before 5 minutes passes it is over. His Sorrow reading only show 187 watts, a lower number. Not much people must have felt sorry for him. 
 I for one do though, I have to go through this procedure every day and pray that I do n't lose my feeling for life, unlike Annice. The intercom blares, `` Dr.Martin report to the main office to report your operation.'' I ca n't take this much more, but I must go on to fuel the energy costs of the world. 

