Thomas: Captain Thomas Sanders, 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

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

Thomas Sanders: I alone know the heart of this man...

Virgil : THE FOUND OF DELUSION. THE FATHER OF DREAMS

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

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

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

Roman: The young brother who worshipped him...

Dr. Emile Picani: ...and the faithful servant who understood why

Virgil : I AM NOT A MADMAN!

Logan: The soul who was his dearest friend in life

Thomas Sanders: ...and the man who -- from their childhood days -- had been...

Janus: ...his one true love

Virgil : I CAN HEAR MY NAME...

Logan: His story is the province of nightmares

Virgil : BLACKENED BY MY CRIME...

Janus: Yet it must be told

Virgil : HAUNTING ME AND TAUNTING AS IT ECHOES THROUGH ALL TIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIME...

Thomas Sanders: His name... is Frankenstein