Prologue

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"I am all in a sea of wonders. I doubt; I fear; I think strange things which I dare not confess to my own soul."
~ Bram Stoker, Dracula

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It has escaped.

The creature that was exhumed and shipped from Egypt has escaped. I thought it would be secure in its confines, but I was mistaken.

Young Arthur is dead.

And the girl... Well, the extent of the damage done to her has yet to be determined, but she is much changed. Transmundane.

We searched every inch of the ship. Scoured the cargo hold. The creature is gone. Loose. Somewhere in London. What horrors are to come, I cannot imagine. Yet I fear more for my reputation than my safety. The truth must remain a secret, never to be confessed.

No one can know what we have done.

G.R.
29th September, 1899

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