When I heard this, I went cold. Another month! But whcould I do? I worked for Mr Hawkin, and the Count's businewas important to him, so if the Count needed me, then Ihto stay. I wrote my letter, but I knew that the Count plannedto read it. I could not tell Mr Hawkin that I was a prisoner inCastle Dracula!That evening the Count did not stay and talk with me, butbefore he left the room, he turned to me and said, 'My youngfriend, sleep only in this room or your bedroom. You mustnever fall asleep in any other room in the castle. You will be indanger if you do.When he left, I went to my room, but I could not rest andbegan to walk round the castle. Many of the doors were locked,but I found one which was open. I pushed back the door andsaw that there was a window in the room. It was a beautifulnight and the mountains looked wonderful in the soft yellowlight of the moon. Suddenly, something moved below me. Itwas the Count. Slowly, he came out of the window- first thosehands, like the hands of an animal, and then his head. He beganto move down the wall, head first. With his black cloak aroundhim, he looked like a horrible black bird- and my blood rancold. What was Count Dracula?I shivered, and sat down for a minute. The room was wvarmand friendly. I think that many years ago it was a room for theladies of the castle, and I decided not to go back to my cold,dark room, but to sleep in this room. So I lay down and closedmy eyes.Suddenly I felt that I was not alone. In the moonlight from