By Eva Serrano Reisner
I step into the castle, Fooled by hospitality. Thinking that this man, Who is standing next to me
Is a gentleman. Then I see that this man is not human. His smile with pointed teeth, His lips that redden,
Every time I see him. One day I saw too much. I attacked this man but, It didn't so much,
As give him a scratch. I wake up in a hospital, Dazed and confused. Oh, where is my beautiful fiancé? -Jonathan Harker I receive a letter in the mail, From a hospital in the west. My Jonathan, oh, he is pale,
From shock! I must go to him now. I am sorry my friends, I have to leave. Someway, somehow,
I shall come back.