Two hundred years of survival. One question: can it ever amount to atonement?
London remembers Henry Jekyll as a cautionary tale: a respected physician undone by his own experiment, found dead in a locked laboratory. London is wrong.
Jekyll survived. For two hundred years he has kept records: of the fog-choked streets of Whitechapel, where Frankenstein’s creature walks unseen; of absinthe-soaked evenings with Oscar Wilde; of every face he has worn and every sin he has tried to outlive. Now, at last, the doctor is ready to confess.
Jekyll; or, The Doctor’s Records is a sweeping, genre-defying gothic novel, part confessional, part horror, part historical fantasy. It returns to the questions Stevenson, Wilde, and Shelley left open: what we hide, what we become, and whether a man who cannot die can ever be forgiven.
For readers of Mexican Gothic, The Secret History, and Piranesi, Theodore Siren’s debut is a story of dread, duality, and the long cost of the hidden self.
