Aye captain try taking a look through the telescope we may find an opening.
BLOODY ICE WE'RE SURROUNDED!
What do you see?
Who is this?? WHAT is this??
Through the scopes view stood an eight feet tall creature gliding across the ice
Another man followed behind the giant but to no prevail....
BRING HIM ONTO THE SHIP HE MUST BE FREEZING!
HEY YOU THERE!
No... my name is Victor... Victor Frankenstein. Where is this ship headed?
Are you disoriented? This is my crew and I'm Robert Walton.
*faint whisper* You must turn this ship around...
It all began with an insiable thirst for knowledge. Knowledge that no man should have.
Walton: We're headed to the North pole.
Victor...?
Someone get him something to drink he's gone pale!
Day in and day out for two years I dedicated myself to chasing a dream so much that I forgot about those who loved me.
Elizabeth, my little brother, Justine, Henry, Father...
That abomination killed them all. One of my own creation.
Actions, they have repercussions. Blinded by my own ambition I couldn't grasp how twisted my desire was. It was as if nothing or no one else mattered.
God only knows how many bodies I dug up, violated and studied. I watched them rot, change and decompose all to reach my ultimate goal.
My Elizabeth wrote my several times to which I ignored.
Little did I know that I would pay my dues on our wedding night when I saw her lifeless body and that abominations horrific smile as it glared at me from the window.
That same haneous smile that peered at me behind the curtain of the night of its creation.
I came to reality with what I saw, and I was revolted. So I left, I left and never looked back until I found IT looking at me the night it began seeking vengence.
Although I bought my reckless creation to life, one I worked so hard for and committed unspeakable acts to create.
I fell sick the winter after my creation. My bestfriend Hnery never left my side despite all the terror that surrounded me.
Your little brother has been murdered victor im so sorry.
Everyones blood is on my hands.
As soon as I saw the monester staring at my weeping family from afar I knew this wasnt the doing of justine
The locket found on you proves that you murdered that boy!
PLEASE THIS ISNT THE JUSTINE I KNOW!
My poor father passed from all the grief.. *Victor inhales softly before taking another breath* I guess now its my turn too.
Victor?? VICTOR
Oh heavens..
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