Chapters 15-16

The Diary of Alphonse Frankenstein 4
      Days have passed since I have set eyes on my son Victor. I fear that something bad has happened to him. A felling of utter dismal has completely engulfed me into a spiraling dark hole. I fear that the worst has happened, because Victor was supposed to be home by now and his absence gives me reason to suspicion. My fears have reached even into the darkest depths of my dreams, with the God forsaken  monsters stalking me, waiting for me to turn around before they obtain my neck in a strangle-hold. That's about when i woke; soaked in my sweat from head to toe, shivering until I can't anymore and fall back in to the turmoil I called sleep. The worst part of the nightmares are that my son, Victor, is at the head of the monsters, as if he is the one that is telling them to attack us and torment me so.
    As soon as a nightmare so horrid as this comes by, I start to conjecture that maybe Victor had a part in these horrible afflictions that have plagued our family, but by the morning all my condemnation has effaced from my mind with the night.
                                                                                          Alphonse Frankenstein