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I have written in full
of how my sister died.
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How I, the Baron Hartog,
avenged her death.
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The enemies I sought were
no ordinary mortals.
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They were murderers
from beyond the grave.
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For this ruined castle, where I lay in wait,
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had once been the home
of the Karnstein family
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and at certain times,
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their evil spirits thrust out
from their moldering tombs
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and took a kind of human shape
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to roam the countryside
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and seek for victims to satisfy their need,
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their passion, their thirst for blood.
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Sometimes, to court its victim,
savoring its enjoyment.
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At other times, to strangle
and exhaust at a single feast.
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I knew the specter, when satiated,
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would return to its grave.
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I also knew that without the shroud,
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in which it was interred
to cloak its festering body,
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there could be no night of rest
for any vampire.