WALTON: Captain Robert Walton, 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

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

WALTON: I alone know the heart of this man...

VICTOR: THE FOUNT OF DELUSION. THE FATHER OF DREAMS

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

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

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

WILLIAM: The young brother who worshipped him...

JUSTINE: ...and the faithful servant who understood why

VICTOR: I AM NOT A MADMAN!

HENRY: The soul who was his dearest friend in life

WALTON: ...and the woman who -- from their childhood days -- had been...

ELIZABETH: ...his one true love
VICTOR: I CAN HEAR MY NAME...

HENRY: His story is the province of nightmares

VICTOR: BLACKENED BY MY CRIME...

ELIZABETH: Yet it must be told

VICTOR: HAUNTING ME AND TAUNTING AS IT ECHOES THROUGH ALL TIME...

WALTON: His name... is Frankenstein

CHORUS (Overlapping and echoing voices): (Creature) Come race with the devil! (Elizabeth) Are you the source of this family's sorrow? (Henry) The dead have nothing to say to you. (Academic) An abomination! (Justine) I am innocent! (Old man) You are hurting me! (Judge) Hanged by the neck until dead! (Elizabeth) Before he murdered her! (Mother) A promise that can never be broken