Nosferatu Page #2

It is a difficult to imagine how young Hutter, his energies sadly

dectimated, managed to surmoung the difficulties of his homeward journey.

At the same time, driven by the fatal breath of the vampire,

the vessel moved rapidly toward the Baltic.

"I must go to him. He is approaching!!!"

The Master is coming! The Master is here!"

I have given much thought to the notion that Nosferatu travelled

with coffins filled with earth.

Then I discovered that vampires draw their shadowy power from the

cursed ground in which they are buried.

"I have examined everything - there is no living soul on board."

Varna-July 12.

Crew, apart from myself, the captain-one helmsman,

one mate, and five sailors. Departing for the Dardanellas.

One sailor has contracted a fever. Course: SSW. Direction of wind:

Mate has begun to hallicunate, says a strange passenger is below deck.

Course:
SE. Direction of wind: NE. Volume of wind:3.6

Passed Gibraltar - Panic on board - Three men dead already -

mate out of his mind - Rats in the hold - I fear the plague...

"The plague is upon us! Go home! Shut all your windows and doors!"

All citizens are notified that the honourable magistrate of this town

prohibits the moving of plague-victims

into hospitals to prevent the plague from spreading through the streets.

Hutter had made Ellen promise not to touch the book which had given

him such terrifying hallucinations.

Yet she was unable to withstand its strange fascination.

One can recognize that mark of the vampire by the trace of his

fangs on the victim's throat.

"Look! Every night, in front of me..."

Panic seized the people. Who was sick or dying?

Who would be stricken tomorrow?

"I shall run over there quickly. I shall get Sievers..."

Wherefore there is no salvation therefrom except that a woman pure

in heart were to make the vampire forget the cock's first crowing.

Of her own free will would she have to give him her blood.

The panic-stricken town was looking for a scape-goat. It chose Knock.

"They saw him escape - he strangled his keeper!"

"He strangled him! The vampire!"

"Bulwer! Fetch Bulwer!"

"Master! Master! Beware!"

"The master...is...dead."

"Thomas!"

And the miracle shall be told in truth.

At that very hour the Great Death ceased and

the shadow of the empire vanished as if

overcome by the victorious rays of the living sun.

The End

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