She saw him .
The wind howled across the desolate moor, whipping the bare branches of the lightning-scarred oak. Inside the crumbling tower laboratory, the air smelled of ozone, hot metal, and grave dust. The "-www.scenetime.com-" log flashed on a flickering cathode tube—a ghost in the machine, a timestamp from a world that no longer existed. -www.scenetime.com-The.Bride.Of.Frankenstein.1935
"Go," the Bride hissed, her first and only word. "Go… away." She saw him
She sat up, her white gown falling around her. She saw Henry. She saw Pretorius. Then she turned her head with a slow, mechanical click. The "-www
Dr. Henry Frankenstein stared at his creation. Not the first one—the lumbering, heartbroken giant who now watched from the shadows. This was the second. The Bride .
He pulled the lever. The tower began to fall.