Everyone knows Victor Frankenstein. The whispers in the streets say that he's insane, a tortured genius, a psychopath. Most people even know Elizabeth, his beloved, his betrothed, his beauty. But no one ever talks about Ernest. Why would they? The second (or third, depending who you ask) Frankenstein brother, the only one not dead or Victor. Off at military school, until Judge Frankenstein can't afford that anymore, and no one's heard from Victor or Elizabeth in months. And something's been roaming the city...