Rooms

[Upon return to his lab, Victor Frankenstein will find that someone's made a visit in his absence. Whomever it is has left the place quite wrecked, glassware shattered, wood broken, things overturned. Whether it's just a random act of vandalism or the work of an abandoned son isn't quite clear as there are no notes left behind and nothing of importance taken.]

[Fuzzy timelines]

[Silent Hill Crew]

[The post comes a little strangely as she gets used to voice to text.]

Thank you for helping me. I'm sorry for getting you involved in that mess. Thank you. I don't think I can ever repay you. Any of you.

[Public]

Change is never easy is it?

[Upon return to his home, there is an unexpected development in the realm of interior decoration. Becoming quite distraught, Victor medically prescribes himself ampules of morphine until his being is reduced to drool and dithers. Hours later, from beneath the medicine's spell, Victor continues work on the sketch he'd started several days before. It grows on the journal page until elegant strokes master the whole of it, penciled and public.]

[Call to Harry O]

[While she's waiting by the walkway at the lab. Ring.]