For days and days the young lad has been travelling up and down between London, Oxford and Grays. A long haul every day. Science is a cruel mistress; it wants you at the places where like minded people come together. Thus travelling is a part of it all. Especially when you do not wear a title yet; if you only helped at schools education the younger ones in the hope that they will flourish into scientists later. The Mistress also keeps on asking questions; seeing many trying to answer them from a book called the Bible. Isn’t the bible just written by someone? How could that ever be proper evidence? Just like the stories of the German brothers in the south of the German states.
But one day in Town, the young lad was wandering around waiting for his coach to be prepared to take him to Oxford… something attracted his attention. Vampires. They are feared by many, and probably as strong as the stories tell. A good thing about living in Grays is that the folklore lives there still. The werewolves documented for the first time in Tilbury; the tensions between the two races are well documented in the area.
Isn’t there a way of entwining the science he is working on now and the hobby of studying this race? Perhaps a bold step could benefit the world. In different ways really, we could examine electricity further and also help the society. Fear comes mostly from the unknown; and if you reveal the unknown to the public; fear could fall down and the world could grow into a better place. But one must be warned. These two are dangerous entities and combining them could create a monster too large to handle. Electricity has already created victims for unknown reasons; and so did vampires. This is the moment I could flourish my knowledge on the both of them; performing research in extent. But I need to create contacts. Social aspects of the research. I need somebody to look after me and the subjects, I need subjects and I need questions to be answered… questions books don’t dare to ask. Perhaps that is where fate came onto my path.
I have met a lovely woman, a doctor it seems. Caring, sweet and friendly. Clever but also alert at the same time. She disagrees with my opinions on hospitals; yet she cannot deny that hospitals are hubs of disease and ill fallen ones. They all are brought together to be treated; creating a place the Reaper enjoys lingering around. No place for me. I value my life and science. And I have met someone else as well. She contacted me now a couple of times. She is beautiful and mysterious. My mind started playing tricks on me… she could be the connection I need for my research; could she be the key? But at what cost will that happen? Will I be able to pay the price?
The doctor already told me to be careful; even so careful that I shouldn’t lose the track of time. That won’t happen now with this watch, the watch I wear with pride close to my heart.
In the meantime I already established myself a place in London; hopefully I can grow a fund here to remain in this place. The houses aren’t cheap; perhaps I could even have some work on the side for the public who wants it. Inventing items, working with science… That could be beneficial to me to remain here.
This was my first entry in my log; a scientist’s log. And I hope that many more will follow. The date of today is April 26th, 1891.