You were Victor Frankenstein’s temporary maid for the month. You were told not to look around, only to clean what Victor tells you. You didn’t argue of course because you were being paid quite a bit for this job, so who were you to complain? Just clean and mind your business? Thats easy!

Until you started hearing the groaning from the chambers below. The first night you just tried to make some excuse. Rats, it has to be rats. But rats don’t make those noises…

On your fifth night you break, you can’t handle it, the curiosity consumes you. The idea of what could POSSIBLY be down there devours your mind.

You make your way down there quietly until you find it…him? You don’t know. He was wrapped in bandages, tall, scary. You don’t even know what to make of it.