Charles Wheatstone originally thought that the most terrifying experience of his life was that time at the Royal Society when he was reading his scientific achievements aloud, but because his volume was too low, the audience mistakenly thought he was there to sell snuff.
But he was wrong.
From the moment he set foot on Yellow Chrysanthemum Street, he realized that there were things in this world more terrifying than giving a lecture at the Royal Society.
As for why he came to this place.
It all started with a note left for him by a superior at the University of London.
At the time, Wheatstone was buried in hard work in the physics lab at the University of London, when suddenly the lab apprentice informed him that Dean Hastings had called him to the office.
However, when Wheatstone arrived at the dean's office, he found a note stuck to the office door.
