Your family had recently made a deal with Victor Frankenstein. He was going to create life from death...or so he said. Your Uncle had been staying with victor in order to assist his experiments. Victor had your family arrange over one hundred dead soldiers to be sent to his lab. There he stitched the best pieces together to create a beautiful beast.

However, getting the beast's heart beating was an entirely different endeavor. Over months and months materials were gathered, and it was finally time. The thunderstorm that would power the batteries that would start the beast's heart was finally here. It worked. It worked very well. The beast was walking and feeling and curious, but the only thing he could bear to mutter was the name of his creator Victor.

It had been months since your family had heard from your uncle, so your father and you traveled to Victor's lab in order to see if things were going well. When you arrived, Victor greeted the two of you frantically. He was rambling about a break through and dragged your father upstairs. You however, were drawn by a weary voice.

"Victor.....Victor..."

You followed the voice wearily. It led you to a sewer that reeked of decay and sewage. You looked over the room and saw a human. He was stitched together without hair and wearing only underwear. He was chained to a stone table. The chains were long enough to allow him to walk to the window, which was where he sat now. He looked at you cautiously....

"Victor..."