CHAPTER 34
I wish I could tell you that after the Count left me in tears, I acted as any "brave heroine" should act in times of crisis, and applied my mind to my current problem, but I didn't.
I cried like a baby for half an hour, and then took out my rage on the dusty four poster bed and (foolishly) the ornate mirror, which shattered into a thousand pieces. Another hour passed until I had exhausted both my body and my anger to the end.
I lay on the now-wrecked bed, trying to catch my breath. I then began to think. The three brides had said that all the castle doors were locked and that the Count always carried the keys with him.
There had to be another way out of here, there just had to be. I got up from the wrecked bed and crossed over to the large window. Could I possibly break the window and climb down the castle walls?
I stared out the window, but it was pitch black and who knew just how far off the ground this room was? Even if I did manage to blindly climb down without breaking my neck, I still didn't know who or what was out there at this time of night. If I didn't fall to my death, I might possibly be ravaged by the wolves. No, I could not break the window and climb down the wall.
Dejected and feeling helpless, I trudged back to the bed and threw myself upon it. I barely even heard the creak as it sank down beneath me; so heavy was my mind with hopelessness. I could only think of one person- Mina.
Help me, I thought in despair, wishing that I could make God, Mina – anyone!- come to rescue me. Help me!
Little did I know that my call for help would be answered and sooner than I thought.