Lightning crashed around Nikola Tesla in Colorado Springs. He stood motionless. Elated, not afraid.

The year was 1899. His laboratory equipment recorded electromagnetic pulses unlike anything seen before. Not random electrical bursts. Patterns. The earth itself resonated with electrical energy.

For weeks, Tesla immersed himself in calculations. He barely ate. He rarely slept. When sleep came, his mind flooded with images. Complete inventions appearing in perfect detail.