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Jonathan Harker's journal, kept

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in shorthand, the 29th of June. Today

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is the date of my last letter, and

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the Count has taken steps to prove that it was

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genuine, for again I

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saw him leave the castle by the same window

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and in my clothes. As

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he went down the wall lizard fashion,

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I wished I had a gun or some lethal

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weapon that I might destroy him, but

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I feared that no weapon wrought alone by man's

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hand would have any effect

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on him. I

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dared not wait to see him return, for

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I feared to see those weird sisters. I

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came back to the library and read there till

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I fell asleep.

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I was awakened by the Count, who

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looked at me as grimly as a man can look,

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as he said, Tomorrow,

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my friend, we must part. You

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return to your beautiful England. I

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do some work which may have such an end that

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we may never meet.

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Your letter home has been dispatched.

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Tomorrow, I shall not be here, but

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all shall be ready for your journey. In

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the morning come the Sgani, who have some labors

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of their own here, and also come some

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Slovaks. When they have

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gone, my carriage shall come for you, and

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shall bear you to the Borgo Pass to meet the diligence

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from Bukovino to Bystritz. But

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I am in hopes that I shall see more of you at Castle Dracula.

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I suspected him, and determined

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to test his sincerity. Pfft,

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sincerity. It

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seems like a profanation of the word to write it in

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connection with such a monster. So I

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asked him point blank, Why may

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I not go tonight? Because,

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dear sir, my coachmen and horses are

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away on a mission.

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But I would walk with pleasure. I

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want to get away at once. He

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smiled such a soft, smooth,

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diabolical smile that I...

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I knew there was some trick behind his

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smoothness. He said, And

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your baggage? I do not care about

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it. I can send for it some other time. The

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Count stood up and said with

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a sweet courtesy which made me rub

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my eyes it seemed so real. You

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English have a saying which is close to my heart, for

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its spirit is that which rules up by ours.

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Welcome the coming.

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Speed departing guest. Hm

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hm hm hm hm hm hm. Come

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with me my dear young friend. Not

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an hour shall you wait in my house against your will,

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thou sad am I at your going,

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and that you so suddenly desire

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it. Come. With

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a stately gravity he, with a lamp, preceded

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me down the stairs and along the hall. Suddenly

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he stopped. Hark!

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Close at hand came the howling of many

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wolves.

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It was almost as if the sound sprang up

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at the rising of his hand, just

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as the music of a great orchestra seems to leap

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under the baton of the conductor. After

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a pause of a moment he proceeded in his

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stately way to the door, drew

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back the ponderous bolts, unhooked

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the heavy chains, and began to

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draw it open. To

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my intense astonishment I saw

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that it was unlocked. Suspiciously

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I looked all round, but could

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see no key of any kind.

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As

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the door began to open, the howling

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of the wolves without grew louder and

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angrier. Their red jewels,

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with champing teeth and their burnt,

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clawed feet as they leaped, came in

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through the opening door. I

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knew then that to struggle at the moment against the count

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was useless. With such allies

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as these at his command I could do nothing. But

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still the door continued slowly tweltering,

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and only the count's body stood in the gala.

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Suddenly, it struck

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me that this might be the moment and

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means of my doom. I

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was to be given to the wolves, and

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at my own instigation, there

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was a diabolical wickedness in the idea

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great enough for the Count, and

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as a last chance I cried out, shut

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the door, I shall wait till

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morning, and

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covered my face with my hands to hide

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my tears of bitter disappointment. With

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one sweep

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of his powerful arm, the

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Count threw the door shut, and

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great bolts clamped and echoed through

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a hall

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as they shot back into their places. In

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silence, we returned to the library,

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and after a minute or two I went to my own room.

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The last I saw of Count Dracula was

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his kissing his hand to me, with

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a red light of triumph in his eyes,

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and with a smile the Judas in hell

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might be proud of. When

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I was in my room and about to lie down, I thought

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I heard a whispering at my door. I

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went to it softly and listened.

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Unless

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my ears deceived me, I heard the voice

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of the Count. Back, back,

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your own place. Your time

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has not yet come. Wait. Have

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patience. Tonight

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is mine. Tomorrow

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night is yours. There

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was a low, sweet ripple of

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laughter, and in a rage I threw open the

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door and saw without the three terrible

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women licking their lips. As

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I appeared, they all joined

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in horrible laugh and ran away. I

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came back to my room and

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threw myself on my knees.

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Is it then so near the end? Tomorrow.

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Tomorrow, tomorrow, Lord, help me,

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and those to whom I am dear."

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This episode featured Ben

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Galpin as Jonathan Harker, Bonnie

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Calderwood Aspinwall, Caroline

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Minks and Maddie Opincaru

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as Vampiruses, and

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Karim Cranfley as Dracula.

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Presented by Steven Indrosano, Dialogue

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Editing by Steven Indrosano. Sound

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Design by Tal Meneer. Produced

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by Elawats and Pacific S.

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Obadiah with executive producers

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Steven Indrosano, Tal Meneer

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and Hannah Wright. A

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bloody FM production.