There’s more written in red in in the waterlogged notebook

{And to the End, All Our Hope Has Fallen.} (And Upon the End, All Our Hope Has Fallen.) {Of the End, and Other Terrors.} Tell Me, Where Are You? But Does Anyone Care? Never Coming Home And to the End, All Our Hope Has Fallen

Victor Theodore Vincent Matherine Adelaide Ophelia Dair

Like an Victorian alternative universe, so dark and gothic revival But maybe box tvs that don’t work great Radios Like just stuff thrown together for the aesthetic cause it looks nice why not

Looking pale in the church Returns with him Finds the bloody bathroom He opens up She gets him a bath and stays

Tracks down the doctor He comes back insane and bloody

Victor’s goal is to be okay to live with Adelaide in peace peace peace is all he wants Maybe have a bookshop Adelaide’s goal is to love Victor and keep him safe Lucifer is in the way of that He chooses Victor to be his hit man because he was already dead walking anyways “What does that mean?” asked Adelaide. Her cheeks looked so hollow framed by her long hair.