The man was watching Ginger.
His long, pale looking face belied a sense of dread on her face.
His red colored eyes were vampiric in appearance; his fangs gleamed in the moonlight. He wore a long, black coat, black colored gothic trousers, a black colored studded belt, and black colored socks, and black colored boots on his feet.
The Strigoï smiled at her.
"Excuse me, can I pass?".
"Nu".
"No", she grabbed her Romanian-English translator book.
"Nu".
"I want to see the Castle. My name is Ginger Thomas. I am early". She had long, black colored hair, brown colored eyes, and petite.
Ginger wore a black colored gothic dress, black colored gothic stockings, black colored socks, and black colored boots on her small feet.
Her young breasts were arousing the Romanian Vampire. He smelled her, as if savoring her scent; Ginger backed away in horror.
"Not go! My name is Vlad".
"I need to pass, Vlad".
"Nu!", he told her...and continued to stand guard the bloody Castle...like his Father and Grandfather did decades before.
***
"What can I do?", Mack Ives shook his head.
"Vă rog", the Roman girl smoked a cigarette.
He checked his translator book.
"You told me 'Pardon'".
"Da!".
"Numele meu e...Mack Ives". ("My name is Mack Ives").
"Numele meu e...Saskia Dubrovic".
"Serbian".
"Da! Parents are Romanian...Old school".
"Da! Încântat", ("Yes, nice to meet you").
"You can't go in the Castle".
"The Castle".
"Da! Vorbiţi engleză?", ("Yes. Do you speak English?").
"Da! I'm in Romania on vacation".
"Da! Noapte bună", ("Yes, good night!").
"Bună seara", ("Good evening").
And Mack sighed, and walked away from the strange Slavic girl...and headed down the dark, cobbled path, where the howls of the wolves were heard at night time.
***
Blanca Svorovich glared at the Porter.
"Pot să utilizez telefonul tău?", ("Can I use the telephone?).
"Da!", he smiled.
She watched creepy man smoke a cigarette. He wondered if all Romanian girls were so forward; he thought of his Mama.
He wore a black colored hat, black colored suit, black trousers, a black colored tie, red colored socks, and black colored (polished) shoes.
By 6:00 pm, on Friday, September 13, 2013, a black wind blew from the Tatra mountains. It was a formidable region in Europe.
Blanca finished her call, then hung up.
"Mulţumesc mult", ("Thank you very much").
But the Porter left her alone.
YOU ARE READING
The Dark Castle of Bloody Dwellers A novel
Terror13 year old New Yorker, Ginger Thomas, (on the front book cover), a fan of horror movies, spends the night at the haunted Dark Castle of Bloody Dwellers, in Romania. But, as she does so, she meets all kinds of travellers from around the World, who...
