Transylvania 2007
Chapter 3
Dracula's Castle
Harker couldn't believe what was before his own eyes. In front of him was the end of the path. But there was no dead end. Instead, there hung a long rope bridge. It was difficult to see across to the other side as there was a thick fog covering the end of the bridge, or at least what he thought was the end.
He figured that this was where he was meant to go. Well after all it was the only place he could go. Trying hard not to look down he crossed the bridge. There were plenty of gaps between the rotten pieces of wood. Below him was a deep drop. It seemed to go on forever. But it didn't. He could see huge pointed stalagmites rising from the ground below. He hurried along the bridge as quickly as possible but still with his own safety in mind.
To his surprise the bridge did not go on much further than he had seen through the fog. In fact he was very thankful indeed. As he crossed the bridge he tried to think of other things, but couldn't get the thought of a horror movie from his thoughts.
Harker stood still.
Scared but amazed, he looked ahead. His eyes lead him upward until his head was right back staring into the sky. In front of him stood a huge castle. At least it looked like a castle. It was Black and had dozens of smaller towers coming from it. Around the castle large gargoyles were situated, some almost the size of him and some smaller. They were all staring directly at him. Harker new they were only statues, but he did feel rather intimidated by them.
Directly in front of him were two large wooden doors. There was a set of about six steps leading up to them and a path leading to that. He walked toward the doors trying hard not to look at the gargoyles.
There was complete silence. No wind, no rustling leaves or streams in the ground. He reminded himself that all was well.
On each of the doors was a large knocker, almost the size of his fist. They were rusty and heavy. As he lifted them, he expecteed the door to open. It did not.
