Henry Jekyll's journal, October 21st 2014 (continued)
I am still alive, and my experiment showed to be a success! I have absolutely no idea what I've been doing for an hour.
Before taking the serum, I turned on a camera in order to see what would happen to me. After taking the drug, I saw myself
change transfo become an entirely different person. There is no resembles between my brothe "son" an me. The serum not only changing me and making him physically stronger(like it was intended to the pigs it was originally made for), it also changed "his" appearance, even made "him" look younger than me. Instead of being a man of the age 47, I "he" now appear to be in his early twenties. Even the hair-color has changed from brown to black. But what I find most curios is the eyes. I'm not sure how to describe it. They have a glow. Something that makes me sure that no one will ever recognize "him" has me.
And best of all; "he" was completely out of his wits. Scared, angry and confused. The months of hypnotherapy were worth every penny.
Apparently, I did not wast any money on the bunker I had build for "Edward Hyde"(I named "him" after Hyde Park, the place I first met Marvel face to face). Like a
wild ma angry child, "he" tried to kick the door that kept "him" from freedom. And he even managed to leave a marks on the door. The door was made of steel, and it was thick as well.
I took enough serum for an hour, so after 60 minutes, I became myself, and I have now a big black hole in my memories from the time I was Edward Hyde. And "he" has no idea why "he" was in the bunker, so it appears that my experiment is so far a success.
Henry Jekyll's journal, October 22nd 2014
I have just now learned that Thomas Marvel has been found dead. Even worse, he was completely naked when he was found by the authorities. My guess is that he must have tried his invisibility serum on himself, just like I did with mine. But unlike me, he was not as lucky as I. I did not read all the gory details since it made me feel uncomfortable, but apparently, he dropped down from the top of a building.
...Well, as Einstein used to say; If we knew what it was we were doing, it would not be called research, would it?
Rest in peace my friend. And if one of us HAD to die,
I'm glad good thin it would have been worse if it had been me, since my invention is much more important than yours.
Tonight, I am going to take another dose of my serum and "become" Edward Hyde yet again. I better illuminate his situation, and make him understand that he is in faxt the luckiest man alive(in a manner of speaking).
Henry Jekyll's journal, October 22nd 2014(continued)
Well, I should have been expecting this.
After reading the note I left "him"(I of coarse didn't tell him that we were the same person, only that I'm responsible for his existence), Edward Hyde did something I should have seen coming; He turned off the camera I left to film him(note; make a hidden security camera). And then he left a note himself(he can write, so even though he is a "newly-born", he have some knowledge) saying; "I am not your damn circusmonkey," and then he called me a word so vulgar, that I wont even write it down.
I have underestimated my "son". He is after all human, and not a lab rat. He has will of his own, and not as easy to manipulate like an animal. He wrote that he had no interest in being part of my "little game," and demanded freedom.
I was going to release him on the real world eventually, but not this soon. But if I dont, I risk ruin the experiment, by appearing as a jailer and enemy to Hyde. I must make an arrangement with him.
Well, I suppose that sometimes you must run before you can walk.