There's a man who writes songs for a living. He comes up to you and says "Do you have a light?" You say "Yes I do" he says " Well can I get a light?" You say "..." You continue to stare at him and you notice you have an increasing pain in your head as you stare at this man without answering his questions. You brain feels like it's slowly being compressed. You start to taste metal you start to see clearly. This man is not who you thought. He was not asking what you thought. You noticed he's wearing a helmet. Who is this man?