What could be better than a measured life, not overshadowed by any worries or responsibilities? Right. Absolutely nothing. Well, at least that's what I thought until recently. Now a maniac has appeared in the city, eager to drink the energy of the innocent inhabitants of the kingdom. What about me? I sat quietly at home and did not bother anyone, until the police became interested in my poor person, wishing to accept me into their ranks. But it’s unlikely that a dunce who knows nothing about magic will be able to help them. Why did they choose me? What does my father, who died five years ago, want to say when he appears to me in my dreams? And the most important question: why did the killer need so much energy? In any case, there is a long journey ahead, and the elephant fly knows what awaits me at the end.