Dracula by Bram Stoker,

Red by Mike Bennett.

Episode 2. Chapter 2.

Jonathan Harker's Journal continued.

I must have been asleep, for certainly if I had been fully awake I must have noticed the

approach of such a remarkable place. In the gloom the courtyard looked of considerable

size and as several dark ways led from it under great round arches, it perhaps seemed bigger than it really is. I have not yet been able

to see it by daylight. When the Kalesh stopped, the driver jumped down and held out his hand to assist me to a light.

Again, I could not but notice his prodigious strength.

His hand actually seemed like a steel vice that could have crushed mine if he had chosen.

Then he took out my traps and placed them on the ground beside me as I stood close to a great

door, old and studded with large iron nails and set in a

projecting doorway of massive stone. I could see even in the dim light that the stone was massively carved, but that the carving had been

much worn by time and weather. As I stood, the driver jumped again into his seat and shook the reins. The horses started

forward and trap and all disappeared down one of the dark openings. I stood in silence where I was for I did not know what to do.

Of Bell or Nocker there was no sign. Through these frowning walls and dark window openings, it was not likely that my voice could

penetrate. The time I waited seemed endless, and I felt doubts and fears crowding upon me. What sort of place had I come to and among what kind of people?

What sort of grim adventure was it on which I had embarked? Was this a customary incident in the life of a

solicitor's clerk sent out to explain the purchase of a London estate to a foreigner?

Solicitors Clark.

Mina would not like that.

Solicitor.

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