Lust of the Vampire Page #3

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My homeland, as you might say

That's all

What was that?

A book fell down

How did that happen?

An accident

This book looks very interesting.

All handwritten

100 years old

They're all from that period

Official declaration on

the execution of Count Karol of Lavud

Founder of the Sycamores

Originally from Baconia in Hungary

Fancy that!

He was your countryman

So it seems

But...

Isn't it Lavud who's buried

down in the crypt?

I think so

This says he was buried

over a century ago

That nameplate

does look older than the rest

He'll be dust by now

- The guest room is ready

- Thank you, Maria

May I borrow this book tonight?

I'd like to finish reading it

- Of course

- Thank you

Goodnight, Mr Duval

Show him up, Maria!

This way

you, please

- What's your name?

- Maria

Maria...

Maria what?

San Antonio

An interesting young man

Why's he here?

I don't know

I think he's a salesman

He met Marta at the station tonight

She doesn't really know him

He's leaving tomorrow

So your niece is here?

Yes - but we won't see her tonight

She's very tired

Does she know I want

to buy the Sycamores?

Don't get your hopes up

Marta just adores this place

I think she'll vote with me

not to sell

Be a pity

if she does reject my offer

She might regret it

Your room sir

No - don't go yet Maria

I'd like to speak to you

Who looked after the dead woman?

That was my job sir

And these nervous spells...

Did they happen at night

or in the day?

Oh no, sir - only in the night

And it was not nerves, sir.

She was quite normal

But she was superstitious

No, sir

She knew many things, sir.

True things

But it's ridiculous

to believe in vampires

Vampires do exist

despite what you say

Have you ever seen one?

No - God preserve me

My grandfather was killed by one

100 years ago

in an old mine near here

Many others died at that time

Their bodies drained of blood

So people stopped working

in the mines

It was too dangerous

The men in the village

killed the monster

How?

There's only one way

to kill a vampire

Knives and ordinary weapons

don't work

So what do you do?

Sink a long stake into them,

just about here

While they're asleep

But this vampire's

been dead for 100 years...

No, sir

That one lies in the crypt below

Now there's another

The evil has returned

History is repeating itself

More corpses have been found...

With small holes in their necks

The blood drained

from their bodies

No-one round here

dares go out at night

Even wild animals flee in terror

from this creature

This is nonsense

What I am telling you is true

Vampires do exist

They sleep by day

and by night they hunt fresh blood

That's what they crave

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