WALTON: Captain Robert Walton, in a letter to his sister, November 9th, 1793. It was just north of the Arctic Circle that I discovered him -- adrift on a floe of ice alongside our ship. A wretch, near death. In the days that followed, he would tell me a tale strange and horrifying. His life... a twisted path of destruction. His deeds... almost too incredible to recount

VICTOR FRANKENSTEIN: I AM THE INNOCENT. I AM THE DAMNED

WALTON: I alone know the heart of this man...

VICTOR: THE FOUNT OF DELUSION. THE FATHER OF DREAMS

WALTON: ..for I alone am still haunted by the faces of those he loved

FATHER: ...his adoring father, who could see in him only greatness

MOTHER: ...the mother whose loving spirit he could not bear to lose

WILLIAM: The young brother who worshipped him...

JUSTINE: ...and the faithful servant who understood why

VICTOR: I AM NOT A MADMAN!

HENRY: The soul who was his dearest friend in life

WALTON: ...and the woman who -- from their childhood days -- had been...

ELIZABETH: ...his one true love
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