| I never have been good with people. Ironic, isn't it, that a doctor should communicate so poorly with others? The Professor always just said I was shy, and I would grow out of it. That was when I was nineteen. And now? now I am twenty-nice, a well-established professional with an excellent reputation and a successful practice...and I still am hiding in my room avoiding people.
On a brighter note, I think I have come fairly close to creating a working telegraph transmitter. there are only a few more pieces I need, and then a functional power source should do the trick. The only question once all that has been resolved is who to try contacting. The Professor? Scotland Yard? I don't know what would be the most helpful.
Whatever that other woman has been cooking, I think I like Miss Liza's meals better. Call me petty, but I always found palatability to be an attribute in cooking. | comments: Leave a comment   |
| I have not been downstairs in two days now...or is it three? I cannot even recall. I feel I should make a better effort to socialize with those who are here, but then it's not as though that has ever been my strong suit.
I have been calling on my schoolboy memories and sketching diagrams in an attempt to remember what I once learned of an electric telegraph system and its workings. The Professor explained it all to me in great detail once, but I must confess I was hardly paying attention at the time. After all, I am a doctor, not and engineer. And I believe I was carrying out an amputation at the time, which could certainly account for my distraction. Still, I shall make what attempts I can. That way we might be able to establish some degree of contact with the outside world.
This is a curious place. The noises coming from both above and below the room I have taken are terrible at times, many of them quite unearthly. I am quite sure now that Renfield is indeed here. There is something less than right going on, but I have yet to discover what it is. I pray I do before anything of a too dire nature occurs. | | comments: Leave a comment |
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