The Vampire’s Guest (Part 1)

The Vampire’s Guest (Part 1)

I grow nervous as the blood in my veins pumps quickly. I wring my hands trying not to appear scared and feel dampness in my palms that wasn't there moments ago. Breathing deep I look up to see cold bare trees flying past me. Their wiry limbs waving, as if to say, "Goodbye... and good luck." I'm leaving civilization deeper into the Romanian countryside. The horse carriage driver that greeted me stepping off the train in Brasov, was respectable, but not talkative. His jaw tighten after I asked him to deliver me to Bran Castle this late afternoon. He helped me with my bag and opened the carriage door. However, before it closed I noticed him glance at the setting sun and clutch the crucifix dangling from his throat. His…
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