The monster had fled his master's laboratory under the cover of darkness, only a cloak to hide the garish stitches and marks that covered his large body. He walked along the cold road. Any normal man would freeze under Germany's harsh winter, but he was no man, merely part of one.

In his mind, the creature did not know what he would do; he only knew he must escape his master's clutches. He longed for care and love, an unfortunate desire for one who the world only saw as a monster.