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Chapter 3: Arrival
Van Helsing set out for Transylvania the next day and arrived in good time. He walked his horse into the same town where he met Anna for the first time.
Everywhere he looked brought back some painful memory. He hated it, this place. Although here he was hailed as a hero, all it seemed to do was to inflict pain upon him.
"Van Helsing, thank God for you," moaned a battered old woman bowing down before him.
"What's the problem here," he asked her.
"There are monsters, all kinds and... and," she started but couldn't finish.
"What is it?"
"Dracula... people have said they've seen Dracula," she muttered more to her self than anyone else. By this time everyone had gathered around them.
"It's true," some people were saying.
"Can you stop him?"
"I've heard he has new brides."
"I have seeneth werewolves."
"Ok," Van Helsing yelled. "Everyone calm down. Where have these sightings of Dracula taken place?"
"All of the sightings were in the woods," cried the old woman, a crazy look in her eyes.
"Well, I guess we need to check the woods, eh, Carl," Van Helsing said.
"Well it seems that way."
Van Helsing and Carl left the crowd and rode to Valerious Manner. Van Helsing walked quickly through the building and to the study. Carl struggled to keep up.
"V-Van Helsing," muttered Carl out of breath. "T-take these." He gave him his luggage and left him.
"Thanks, Carl," Van Helsing murmured dropping everything on the floor.
He turned around and stared at an old portrait of Anna.
"Why," he asked himself, tears streaming out of his eyes. "Why?" He felt weak and fell to his knees and wept.