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Mr. Nikolas…. He’s perfect. When I first found him, he was barely alive- I thought he was dead, yet even if he were he still looked so beautiful. Yes, even I have to admit that he’s strange and erratic, but it’s only small details. It is undeniable that he is a genius. Frankly, I don’t care what happened to him, who he was, or what he did before arriving here, all that matters is that he’s alive, in my house, and willing to let me help him. I won’t fail him, oh no, I’ll help him succeed in whatever he is doing. I’ll do anything.
E…. Everett…. I’m afraid…. No, no, he saved me from death- oh, God, how ironic. Is he not a mortician? Yes, yes…. yes he is. But they saved me. Ah! It does not matter…. I should be grateful. Yes. Grateful. I am quite comfortable, even if they attempted to…. No. No no no no no no. My work, right, I must continue my work. I fear that I don’t have much time, if I don’t start now I’ll never be able to finish- Will I even be able to live? No, don’t think about it- stop thinking about it, you have work to do…. yes. work. I have work to do. There is no time to waste.