Frankenstein, Reimagined


They gathered round the windmill, pitchforks and torches filled their violent hands. There was a palpable feeling of fear to the fog and smoke-filled air as they shouted their demands.

“Send him out!”

“We know he’s in there!”

“If you don’t, we’ll burn you out!”

Their words had fallen on deaf ears. Not once did anybody answer them.

Soon someone began splashing kerosene on the single door leading into the building. That was quickly followed by a fiery torch.

Not one of the villagers dared to imagine that Dr. Victor Frankenstein had taught his monster how to use the Swivel-gun.

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