"The world seems full of good men- even if there are monsters in it."

- From Dracula by Bram Stoker


We stopped screaming once he disappeared before our very eyes. Yvonne clung to me, frantically scanning the dark room, seeing nothing. I couldn't see anything either, but I could still see the lightning in the sky, and I walked over to the window since the lightning would prove to be some sort of light for a few seconds. He was here, and I could feel it, more than any connection in the world, stronger than anything. I was fearful for our lives, but I wanted to speak to him, know what it's like to be what he is, and his past. I stood there trying to calm her, but I was scared too, maybe this was a killer, an insane one. After five minutes of fear, we were calm, curious, and maybe in danger, but we felt no sign of him; but maybe I did feel him somewhere.

Then in a flash he came again, staring at us with his cold blue eyes. The lightning showed half of his face, but then it went dark again, and he slowly in a predatorial way, came toward us. We were both frozen with fear as he approached, maybe a smirk appearing on his face. What are you doing here? What do you want? I kept repeating those words in my mind, but there was nothing. It had to be him, it just had to be. But Yvonne asked the question that I had already known.

Yvonne: "Who are you?"

He stood there, cold and staring. His eyes wondering up and down, looking at us both. He was silent. I didn't understand; why was he here alive? What did he want? These questions were everywhere in my thoughts. I wanted to speak to him, to hear his voice. The lights came back on, and there he stood. His black hair was darker than Yvonne's, and it was up in a ponytail with a silver clip; he also had a single earring. Then he looked straight into my eyes, and he wasn't cold anymore but instead was warm. Yvonne was in a panick as I stared deeper into his eyes, his soul. Then it was I who spoke.

Aurora: "What are you doing here? What do you want? Please answer me Count."

He was grinning madly, evily. Yvonne looked at me like I was crazy. She gave me a look that said, You know him, but of course I didn't really know him. I looked into his eyes again, determined to get a reply, but he was still smiling. Both Yvonne and he were staring at me, and I was becoming agitated.

Aurora: "Look, what the hell do you want? If you can't at least answer me politly then get out now!"

Yvonne was shocked at the authority in my voice, and I was angry, maybe. He was still smiling and I couldn't stand it, even if he was handsome in every way possible. He tilted his head, studying our facial expressions, and he gave a low laugh.

Dracula: "You're very clever, my dear. You have no need to be afraid, for a while."