It was 20XX in Northern America, Utah on a rainy night. The clouds were a stormy gray, with lighting only briefly dancing in the air to fight back the darkin short intervals. Below were advanced vehicles smoothly gliding down the roadway, though most of the population was asleep.
Deeper in the suburbs lay an area forgotten mostly to man, a comfortable abode to those who seek no attention, was home to the remains of a diner that once stood bright and popular. The parking lot was cracked, the sign broken in two, as the only residence seemed to be vines and bugs, with a door inside chained shut.
Tonight, however, a powerful force was able to break open the door, shattering the rusty chains with ease. The hinges loudly creaked as the double door finally settled open as the pieces of chain clatter to the ground, a musty yet daunting presence filling the air as a figure appears from the mirror-like portal....
Who is it?