دراكولا - Dracula

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I looked up at the high castle walls. There were no lights in any of the windows. I heard the great wooden door being unlocked. It opened slowly. A very old man with white hair was standing there. Welcome to my home, he said, "Enter castle Dracula, Mr. Harker." As I stepped inside, count Dracula took hold of my arm. He was terribly strong and his hand was as cold as ice.