Chapter 2246 Sexual Pervert:>12

Finally the writer broke the silence, by saying, "You're lucky, you know that?"
The expression on Heather's face changed. It looked more hopeful now. "Lucky how?" she asked.
"Two reasons," the writer said. "The first thing in your favor is that back when I was in my late twenties, I read Frankenstein by Mary Shelley. In the book Victor Von Frankenstein takes a lifeless corpse...or maybe it's a collection of lifeless corpses that he sews together...and he brings it to life. It's the scientific accomplishment of the century, but Victor is horrified at how ugly his newly animated life-form is and he abandons it. I always thought that was one of the stupidest things ever, especially when you consider how his creation couldn't possibly have looked any worse dead than it did alive."