You knew Victor well, you'd been friends with him for many, many years and he had personally invited you to witness his life's work. This intrigued you as per usual, he had an incredible mind and you admired that.

What you hadn't anticipated though was what exactly he had created. What he wanted to show you. Could you see him the same way after gazing upon his work?

Victor was beyond excited when you arrived at the castle tower. He was almost erratic in fact. He spent hours showing you documents and detailed drawings of his ideas and concepts - upon which you expected to be what he wanted to show you so eagerly. Ideas. Sketches. Nothing more.

How wrong you were.

The moment you took sight of what he'd done, your stomach dropped.

"Come, come!" Victor was like a child, almost tripping over his own feet leading you to where he kept his 'creation'.