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Lucy grew pale and weak. Dr. John Seward, a young psychiatrist, called his old teacher, Professor Abraham Van Helsing from Amsterdam. Van Helsing looked at Lucy’s throat and whispered, “This is no ordinary illness. The wounds are like pinpricks. And she is losing blood, but there is no bleeding.” Van Helsing placed garlic flowers around Lucy’s room and wore a crucifix. “These will keep the evil away,” he said. But Lucy’s mother, not understanding, removed the garlic. That night, a bat flew against the window. The next morning, Lucy was deathly pale. Her gums had receded, and her teeth looked longer.
“Come to me, Arthur,” she whispered. “My husband. Kiss me.”
The group hunted Dracula back to Transylvania. They carried stakes, crucifixes, and holy wafers. Mina wore a circle of garlic around her neck to protect her. At the Borgo Pass, a group of gypsies guarded a wooden box on a cart. Inside lay Count Dracula, sleeping in his native earth. The sun was setting. If it set fully, he would rise and escape. dracula short story pdf
Quincey Morris fell, mortally wounded by a gypsy’s knife. He whispered to Mina, “I am glad to die… a man’s death.” Seven years later, Jonathan and Mina had a son, whom they named Quincey. The scars of the past remained, but the nightmare was over. Dracula was truly dead. And yet…
Van Helsing took the three men to Lucy’s tomb at midnight. The coffin was empty. When they returned the next night, they found Lucy inside—but she looked alive, flushed and smiling. Her eyes glowed with a red light. Lucy grew pale and weak
As Arthur stepped forward, Van Helsing held him back. He opened a prayer book and held up a crucifix. Lucy’s face twisted into a demon’s mask. She hissed and tried to flee.
“This is not Lucy,” Van Helsing said. “She is one of the Un-Dead—a vampire.” Van Helsing looked at Lucy’s throat and whispered,
Jonathan also discovered three terrible women in the castle—beautiful, with red lips and sharp teeth. They hissed and reached for him. “Tonight, he is ours!” one whispered. But the Count threw them back, snarling, “This one is mine. Wait. There will be others.” Jonathan realized he was a prisoner. One morning, he saw the Count lying in a wooden box filled with earth. His eyes were open but unseeing, and his fangs rested on his red lips. In terror, Jonathan fled through a window, crawling down the castle wall. He fell into the river below and was found half-dead by a group of nuns. He raved about blood, wolves, and a demon who could turn into mist and bat. Chapter 4: Mina and Lucy Back in England, Jonathan’s fiancée, Mina Murray, waited anxiously for his letters. Her best friend, Lucy Westenra, was a beautiful young woman who had accepted three marriage proposals in one day. But soon, Lucy began to sleepwalk. Mina found her on a cemetery bench one night, with two small red marks on her throat.