turned red with a wild anger, I looked at the Count and hiscyes were burning with all the fires of hell."Get off him!' he cried. 'He's not for you! Stay away fromhim.' A second later, the women were no longer there, Thedid not leave by the door, but they were no longer there!I remember no more of that night. When I woke, I was inbed in my room. My gold cross lay on the table next to mebright in the morning sun.I knew then that those women were vampires, and that theywanted my blood.Two nights later, the Count came to me. 'Write to Mina,' hesaid. "Tell her that your work in Transylvania is finished andthat you are coming home."How pleased I was when I heard this! But then the Countsaid, 'Say that you are at Bistritz, and put June 29th on theletter.'I shivered when he said this. I knew then that the Countplanned to kill me on that day. What could I do? There wasnothing. I could only wait and try to escape. But the Counttook away all my other clothes and my travel papers, and helocked the door of my room.A week or two later, I heard noises in the castle, the soundof men working. 'Perhaps one of them will take a letter out ofthe castle for me,' I thought.But it was too late! It was already June 29th, and that eveningfrom my window I saw the Count leave the castle, with myletter to Mina in his hand. He was going to post it! I knew that