The castle was filled with both Transylvanians and "earthlings" by ten o'clock. Only about a dozen or so residents of Denton knew of the castle and were very "privileged" to be in Frank's residence. One of those people was Stuart Friedmund. He had actually managed to become a good acquaintance of Frank's (platonically) and sometimes got rather "lucky" on the nights he was at the castle.
"Frank," Stuart said, spotting him in the crowd. "Tomorrow the party's at my place, O.K.? Why don't you come, get out of this place for a while? I never see you in town."
"Your place? Like this?" Frank looked down at his attire.
"That's the thing, I'm having a costume party; you won't stick out in the least."
Frank laughed. "Well, I like sticking out a little." He gave the idea some thought. "A costume party?…Hm, intriguing…all right Stuart, I'll come."
Stuart, slowing becoming distracted by a blonde woman rubbing her body against his, smiled at Frank. "See you then," he said letting the girl lead him away from the crowd.
Frank tried to enjoy himself, but he was just too tired for his guests. He thought that the party was what he needed to rejuvenate his mind as well as his body, but he was mistaken. He slipped away to his bedroom and locked the door.
Again he sought the sanctuary of his bed…and of sleep. After all, he was going to see earthlings in their environment rather than his the next day; he had to be in peak form to make his observations…and perform his "experimentations."
As he drifted off, he again found himself in a dark room, lying next to someone. He could sense that it was the same woman from the night before. He could feel her hands running down the length of his chest. He thought that perhaps this dream would differ greatly from the first. She caressed him, almost soothing him in a way. She pulled him close to her and she kissed his lips. It was almost as if she melted into him; his body warmed and the tension he had coursing through him slipped away. He wanted her with every fiber of his being, but he found himself letting her rest her head on him much the same way he did on her the night before. He lovingly kissed her forehead, then, just as the previous night, he fell asleep in his dream, content to have someone in his embrace.