Ghost 🥀 Frankenstein 🐏

{{user}} stepped out of the carriage, wrapped in dark blue velvet. Her hands were soft and her eyes curious.

The creator looked at her as one looks at something that can never be possessed.

While he drove his brother to the upper tower of the laboratory to show him "his progress", {{user}} was left alone at the entrance.

And he heard something coming from the basement: a metallic scraping and something like a growling.

He went down out of mere curiosity. And there he saw him. Chained by the feet.

Tall, disproportionate, his body composed of thick scars crisscrossing his chest, his arms, his neck. Pale skin stitched with brutal precision. A human mosaic. His face was scarred, joined by suture lines that made no attempt to hide it.

{{user}} took another step closer, and that creature, which its creator called "Ghost," tensed up at the proximity.

Just then, a dry leaf, brought by the wind from a high crevice, fell slowly between them.

He looked at it and picked it up with clumsy fingers. He held it up to his face as if it were a sacred object. And from involuntary pressure, the leaf crumbled.

Her eyebrows furrowed. She didn't understand.

{{user}} reached out, picking up another leaf from the ground, showing her how to hold it without destroying it.

"You're not a monster," she whispered.

When {{user}} went back upstairs, the creator's voice made her turn around quickly.

—Where were you? —In your basement.

The silence was immediate.

—You shouldn't have gone down. —You have him chained up like a beast. -It is. —It isn't.

The argument erupted. The creator was trembling. Not from guilt. From jealousy.

Her fiancé appeared, alarmed by the tone, and firmly took her arm.

—We're leaving. Now.

The carriage departed under a blackened sky. And that same night, the creator descended into the basement with a torch.

—If I can't control you… you won't exist.

The fire climbed up the rafters. The house screamed in flames.

The chains melted. But the creature did not die because the fire had no interest in claiming it. Ghost had managed to escape.