Dear Brit Lit II Class at LCCC,
You read my final letter in the book, you know, the one where I confess all and then take my own life.
Well, just as I was to take my life, I had a metamorphose and left England. I concocted up that "body" to throw everybody off... yet here I am again; and, I've a new confession to make.
I've lived in a fine manner for these many years, on potions that have kept my "problem" under control AND kept me as youthful as from where I last left you.
But, short on my "special salt" once again, I'm afraid I've come back in a quite nasty form, that of the bloody... shall I even speak his name... Voldemort!!!
This Harry Potter series you read now is just my newest incarnation.
When Harry learns that there is a bit of Voldemort in everybody, he is told that it is only important as to what you act on, not so much what may be inside.
BUT, little does that J.K.Rowling realize that the evil she alludes to is me. I am back. I will try to control my urge from "the dark side," but I've tried before, and, well, you know the rest.
If you are reading this "epistolary form" letter, then I have likely lost control once again.
PLEASE... tell me here on this blog, where I may be subversively hiding as modern evil. If I know, then maybe I can do something about it.
BTY: I was reading some Romantic literature, and came across Shelley's, "The Devil's Walk." Seems Shelley didn't even realize that his "Devil" was really just me incognito. Same idea, different genre. Oh well.
Devil's Gratitude to You All,
Henry Jekyll
2 comments:
Dr. Jekyll, is that you? I know you're still in that monster somewhere. I've read this "Harry Potter" that you speak of. Are you really as evil as...you know who is in the book? I can find you help! If we go to the same hospital as Britney Spears did they will let you out early anyway! Come to America with me, after a few hours in the hospital we can go out clubbing.
Your Friend,
Dr. Lanyon
My dearest friend:
To hear that you have become the monster that you speak of is as best disturbing. I had thought that upon your demise (or alleged demise) you had been set free of the evil bonds that held you. If I shall come across you in our daily ventures I shall do my best to free you from the ties that bind and return you to your previous good self. If I per chance shall meet with you as my alter ego, then we shall take to the streets and fill them with mischief before the night ends.
Until our paths meet again,
Your humble - Mr. Utterson
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