Frankenstein Theory by Jack Wallen

Author:Jack Wallen [Wallen, Jack]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B015YLZKHC
Goodreads: 27226336
Publisher: Autumnal Press
Published: 2015-10-29T16:00:00+00:00

E I G H T E E N

Morning broke through the tapestries to dance light across my eyelids. I’d only just fallen asleep, it seemed. My mind raced around every possibility regarding the creature in my laboratory. What would he become? Man or monster? Would I ever enjoy the thrill of introducing the man to science? Or would he forever remain relegated to the shadows, fettered to a piano?

The sounds of Elizabeth dressing seduced me from my reverie. She must have known I’d returned to bed at such a late hour, otherwise she’d already have plucked me from my slumber. I played along, feigning sleep in order to enjoy a moment of peace.

Elizabeth opened the door to the room and escaped the silence.

Before I managed to drift off into a blissful sanctuary of far-off dreamscapes, it dawned on me that she could possibly hear the sounds of the monstrous symphony rising from below. Or worse, had I even remembered to pull the door to the laboratory closed? I drew in a ragged breath that stuttered across my lungs and caused my heart to skip a beat or two.

Exhaustion and I were never good bedfellows.

My feet touched down on the cold marble floor of the bedroom. My slippers were nowhere to be found. I stood and shuddered against the chills racing up my legs. My heavy woolen robe wrapped me in a false sense of security, but protected me from the cold morning air.

I grabbed the handle of the door and twisted. With breath firmly in check, I pulled the door open and waited for the dreadful sounds of clashing notes to waft into the room.

Nothing came.

My heart beat steady once again.

I shuffled into the hall and down the grand staircase. With every step, I expected a moan or pounding fist against keys straining to remain in tune. Instead, my ears were rewarded with the lilting sound of Elizabeth’s laughter. Relief flooded my system.

My truth begged that I head back to the lab. At the moment, sloughing off the thoughts of the creature’s progression was an impossible task. He consumed my every moment. There would be no escape for either mind or motivation. The creature…the work…was everything. Venturing into the breakfast room to spend a meaningless moment with Elizabeth and Mother would only delay a very crucial inevitability.

Creation.

I had to spend time with that which I had wrought. I had to help him reform the connections of memory. Certainly this creature wouldn’t survive when his only tie to reality was a piano. I didn’t care what Shakespeare had said. If music were the food of life, than I was its creator…so the only one to play on would be me.

And science.

And theory.

I opted to bypass the morning meal and head straight for the laboratory. There would always be time for another meal with my wife. The opportunity to help mold and reshape a reanimated corpse might come only once. This was my chance…my time. I had to take this moment and make it mine.

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