[ WP ] A race of beings is incapable of consuming energy . They are born with all of the energy they will have for their entire lives . Actions and thoughts consume their internal energy . Once they run out of energy , they die .

`` Doctor, there's a meeting on the third... floor?'' 
 
 I entered Dr. Goodswin office, but he was nowhere to be seen. His chair was empty but it was clear he had simply left for somewhere. Perhaps the bathroom, or maybe he was visiting patients. I sighed and looked down at my energy organizer. I had been budgeting my daily energy so that I did n't burn it all up in my foolish young adult years. I knew that I would n't have enough energy to go searching for the missing doctor. I decided to leave him a memo. I borrowed some paper off his desk and wrote `` Meeting: 3rd floor, 13:00'' 
 
 Suddenly my pen sank through the paper, ripping a hole in it to reveal a hidden button in Dr. Goodswin's desk. A door opened behind the filing cabinet and beyond, I could see a new hallway leading off to God-knows-where. It had a similar look as the hospital halls, expect for the scuff marks on the floor and the damp air coming from it. I was curious. Dare I enter? What secret did the doctor hide? 
 
 The hallway was narrow, but by no means cramped. I was surprised by the sudden drop in gradient as the hallway led downwards. I stuck to the wall and continued on my way. 
 
 Just before claustrophobia started to set in, the hallway opened up to a series of wider hallways and solid steel doors. Someone surely went to great lengths to make the place clean, as it was even more sterile than the hospital itself. What for, though? What was down here that needed such strict cleanliness? I suppose there's only one way to find out. I quietly pushed open the first door on my left and entered. 
 
 And it was as if it was out of some science-fiction horror. 
 
 Rows and rows and rows of tubes filled with fluid with babies of all shapes and sizes inside. And as I walked deeper and deeper into the room, I could see that the fluid was slowly decaying the body. Skin was missing, revealing burst blood vessels and muscles. The white of bone could be seen underneath. 
 
 I could n't bear to stay any longer, but curiosity stopped my legs from going back. I forced down my stomach and tried to shield my eyes from the skeletons as I struggled on to the end on the room. 
 
 And at the end was a giant machine that looked like some sort of boiler. In front of it stood a beaker full of glowing liquid. It radiated warmth and energy and I felt the heat on my skin like a cozy radiator. 
 
 ``... ved one of the greatest problems...'' 
 
 Voices! They came from somewhere behind the machine. I had to hide! In panic, I crouched under one of the pipes and watched as Dr Goodswin and some scientist person walked towards the beaker. The doctor looked frazzled, like he had n't slept for days, and yet he kept a calm demeanor. His scientist friend was excitedly jabbering at him. 
 
 `` Dr. Goodswin, if what you are saying is true, you could be known as one of the greatest scientists to ever live. But...'' 
 
 Dr. Goodswin spoke. `` You want to see if it truly works, yes?'' 
 
 The doctor took a syringe out of his pocket. He sucked up a the tiniest amount of the glowing liquid and held it up for the scientist to see. The scientist was almost wetting himself in excitement. Dr. Goodswin then carefully injected himself with the liquid. The change was immediate. His receding hairline grew back to a full head of black hair. Wrinkles on his face smoothed out and he shrunk about 6 inches. Mr. Goodswin at 60-some years of age had the image of a person in their mid-20s. My heart raced ad I tried to comprehend what just happened. 
 
 Just then my organizer rang to tell me I had just run over my budget energy. 
 
 Mr. Goodwin and the scientist instantly saw my hiding figure as I tried to silence my chirping alarm. Silence hung in the air. 
 
 Then I made a break for the door. Past the shouting men, past the glowing beaker, past the dissolving bodies. The door seemed a mile away and the footsteps behind me grew closer and closer. 
 
 Finally the doctor tackled me to the ground. I squirmed and struggled to break free, but it was no use. I clearly was n't going anywhere. The last thing I felt were two hands on my neck pressing down far too hard as my brain slowly lost oxygen. My vision faded and I died, surrounded by hundreds of bodies full of energy.
