The letters from his father in Geneva tell an awful thing has happened. His youngest brother, William, is dead. He was murdered. His father want him to hurry home. He catch the train. The journey seemed very long, and it was late at night before the train reached Geneva. He decided to spend the night in a village outside the town and go home early in the morning. He wanted to see the place where William had died. The lightning lit the sky. He saw a huge figure standing in the rain. He knew at once what it was. The creature he made. Frankenstein asked himself the question and knew the answer. The creature had murdered his brother. Frankenstein try to catch him but he ran very fast than any man towards the mountains, climbed easily, reached the top, and disappeared. Frankenstein stood there in the dark and rain, and knew that he had created a monster which murdered his brother.