"There you are Mary! I was just uhh...making sure the plumbing worked" Simon said awkwardly, coming out of the bathroom.

Mary took one step backward, eyes still fixed upon the rope as she spoke anxiously, "Why is that rope there?"

Simon gave Mary a confused look and replied, "It's just one of the weapons I brought. I was still doing a bit of unpacking and hadn't found a place to put it yet."

"Are you sure about that?" Mary asked, now standing in the doorway.

"Umm yeah...are you feeling OK? You look flushed." Simon responded, advancing towards Mary.

"Yes, yes, I am fine. Just tired. I think I will go to bed now." Mary muttered before closing the door to Simon's bedroom.

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"Ahh, I feel refreshed." Lauren said, licking the ruby red blood off her lips.

"Next time, do not be so exclusive on whom you chose to feed on, Darling. You will come to see that blood is blood. Yes, all have varying tastes, but you can survive on any." Dracula stipulated as he lifted the carcass and tossed it into the icy waters of the lake. Lauren sighed as she responded, "I know, but that man was a murderer of children...pieces of filth like that do not belong in the world. I just feel better choosing people like that instead of the innocent." Before capturing her lips with his own, Dracula murmured, "Trust me, one day soon, you will not care." Lauren would have responded, but found herself deeply enveloped in Dracula's kiss.

With her hands still firmly placed on Dracula's neck in an embrace, Lauren pulled away, asking, "What are our plans now?"

"We will remain here. I must take care of some unfinished business," Dracula said surprising Lauren as he wrapped his hands around her waist in an effort to pick her up. He continued, "But in the meantime, I want to make up for lost time and express my love for you."

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Mary did not sleep much that night. The manic expression on Simon's face from her dream haunted her. Although she knew it was just a dream, Mary couldn't shake the reality of it all. After a night of staring at the decrepid ceiling design, Mary got up early and decided that she would get ready and venture into the village, inquiring about the "legend of Dracula's castle", to see what the locals had to say about it.

As she was about to walk out of her bedroom, Mary caught a glimpse of herself in the large antique mirror. She stopped and looked at the reflection staring back at her, and received quite a shock. Her usual fair skin had become considerably paler, blue veins visible everywhere. I guess it's just being in this country where its very cold, and the lighting in this room, she told herself. But for some reason, Mary just did not believe that was it.

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Back in London, a woman with flowing red hair was sleeping. She wakes up to hear the telephone on the nightstand beside her bed ringing. She scrambles to answer it, and musters a sleepy "Hello?"

"Hey, baby. Mary and I arrived in Transylvania a few hours ago. We just rested up a bit. How's everything with you?" came the voice on the line.

"Oh. Honestly, I still don't understand what business Carfax needs in Translyvania of all places. I mean, first it's the United States, which is comprehensible, but Translyvania? Simon, I wish you would just let Mary take care of her own affairs. She's a smart girl, she can handle it. Besides, I miss you too much. The bed feels empty without you." Eliza replied.

"I miss you, too. Don't worry, I will be home in a week, and that bed will not feel empty anymore. Reception's kind of bad out here, so I'm going to go. I love you and see you soon." Simon said.

After saying her "I love you byes", Eliza dozed back to sleep. She was once again awakened when the doorbell rang. It's 4AM, who the bloody hell could it be, she thought to herself. She lazily put on a black silken robe and ran to answer the door, yawning all the way there. She opened it to find a very handsome man standing there. His black curly hair was pulled back into a gentlemenly ponytail, and he was dressed in a black suit. Mesmerized by his gorgeous blue-green eyes, Eliza said, "Can I help you?"

"I've locked myself out of my room and I need to use a telephone to call someone, could I use yours?" asked the man, in an accent Eliza couldn't quite place.

Eliza stuttered, "Uh yea-sure, sure that would be fine." opening the door wider for him to enter. "Just wait here and I will go get the phone. Say, what's your name? I don't believe I have seen you on this floor." The man smiled at her and said, "You may call me Drake." Eliza grabbed the phone from the glass nightstand. When she turned around, she came face to face with the man. He was now in her bedroom.

"Uhh he-here you go, D-d-drake" Eliza said, holding out the phone.

"Has anyone ever told you that you have a gorgeous body?" Drake whispered, dropping the phone onto the floor.
"I'm not so sure we should be doing this. I have a boyfriend, and I don't even know you." replied Eliza, terrified, yet intrigued. Drake pushed the robe off her shoulders, revealing Eliza's nude figure, "I know you want to. Just give in." Eliza felt as if she were in a trance, she did want him. As Eliza gave in and Drake covered her neck in kisses, she felt a pinprick of pain. The pinprick soon developed into a plethora, and Eliza screamed. The warm feeling of intoxication came soon after, and she began to feel very tired.

As Dracula drained the last drop of blood from the young woman's body, he said aloud, "The world will be mine again."