 Many generations ago, this mansion stood alone, surrounded by fields and forest. A lonely man name Victor Frankenstein called this home, though in the end, it became his purgatory.
Victor was a brilliant man, shunning the traditional medical training of his time, he concentrated on pure science, believing that through science he could accomplish what was believed only God could do, create life.
With the help of his trusted assistant, Igor, or by paying off the local morticians Victor began to collect the parts he needed; body parts to build a man, parts from the dead.
But alas, he needed a live brain for his creation, and to get this he used the brain of a criminal, one who was sentenced to death.
Using the energy of a lightning storm, Victor brought his creature to life, and in doing so brought death to those around him that he loved, and loved him.
The creature though not violent by nature, reacted in a very human way to the way others treated him. In some ways the creature became more human, but Victor became a monster, losing all he cherished in his pursuits.
It is said at night, you may see flashes of light from an upper window where once Victor’s laboratory was housed. You may hear Victor’s screams as he rejects the fiend he created. You may hear the heavy steps of an eight foot green skinned creature, shuffling through the leaves, or moaning for the company of his master from the dark corners of the compound.
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