Deep in the bowels of the Capitol Building, hidden in a shadowy maze of archives rooms and utility closets, there is a locked door. Most the Senators have never even dreamed of its existence. It is an undisclosed location.
Behind this locked door, a dragon sleeps. She is a decrepit old wyrm, fully withdrawn from the world of humanity. She is the mother of evil. She remembers the dawn of the world the way we remember breakfast.
Every six months, in this room, Dick Cheney comes to die. And every six months, in this room, a new Dick Cheney is born.