How to Be a Knight Without Going Crazy

They called me "Crazy Old Jack." > >Because I claim to have been the last knight of the Victorian era, charging against roaring factory behemoths in rusty steam armor. > >They locked me in a mental hospital and fed me medicine every day. > >Until that day, the steel plague engulfed the city, and everyone screamed in terror. > >I smiled and pushed away the pills, activating the armor hidden under the bed. > >"Don't be surprised, it's just a giant windmill."