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What Happened To Mary Shelley's Frankenstein?

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The works of the human mind are something I will never manage to comprehend, a twisted form of whims the likes of which would perplex all creatures, but those of the darkest of minds. The smile, which I wore, seemed only to enrage Frankenstein more, provoking him into a sudden frenzy of dreadful activity. Before my suffering eyes my new and darling companion was torn apart where she rested defenseless, without even casting her first breathe. A great fury overtook me in that moment causing my limbs to quiver and a sudden rush of energy exploded throughout my body. It was my initial desire to obliterate the ruthless, vile, worthless creator that had yet again cast on me a crippling blow; to dismember him as he had done to my bride but in my madness
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