She saw him .
The Monster’s face crumbled. In that single, sharp hiss, he understood the most brutal truth of creation: you can build a body from the dead, but you cannot command a soul. -www.scenetime.com-The.Bride.Of.Frankenstein.1935
"It is the spark of life," Pretorius whispered, his voice like dry leaves. "And nothing more." She saw him
And the Bride, in her final moment of conscious thought, watched the "-www.scenetime.com-" screen flicker and die. A window to a world of stories, closing forever. Because some stories, like the one in that lightning-blasted tower, were never meant to have a happy ending. Only a perfect, tragic, scene time . " Pretorius whispered
Henry threw the final switch.