In the end, Warthrop is unable to cure him, and we see first-hand what happens to those who touch the contents of the package, a thing the Monstrumologist calls a nidus, or nest, made of human bones and corporeal remains intricately woven together with what is referred to as pwdre ser, or “the rot of stars”. Kearns has just played a masterful yet exceedingly cruel prank on the agent of its delivery, who was told that he had been injected with a deadly poison called “tipota”. The source of the mysterious package is our old friend John Kearns, (who just might be Jack the Ripper). With this object, a clue to the thing’s whereabouts, Doctor Warthrop would be guaranteed a place in history as the Monstrumologist who brought in the unattainable. Not by anyone who lived to tell about it, anyway. In the third book in the Monstrumologist series, our favorite doctor of “aberrant biology” receives a mysterious package on a dark and stormy night that leads him and his assistant Will Henry on a quest to capture the one monster that has never before been seen. 425 Harrington Lane is again set into turmoil with a late night delivery as Doctor Pellinore Xavier Warthrop is given the chance of a lifetime.
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