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JONATHAN HARKER’S JOURNAL, 25th May, Buda-Pesth:
Left Buda-Pesth early this morning. The impression I had was that we were leaving the west and entering the east. The district I am to enter is in the extreme east of the country, just on the borders of three states–Transylvania, Moldavia and Bukovina, in the midst of the Carpathian Mountains, one of the wildest and least known portions of Europe.

LETTER FROM COUNT DRACULA TO JONATHAN HARKER:
My friend. Welcome to the Carpathians. I am anxiously expecting you. At the Borgo Pass, my carriage will await you and bring you to me. I trust your journey from London has been a happy one and that you will enjoy your stay in my beautiful land. Your friend, Dracula.

JONATHAN HARKER’S JOURNAL, 3Oth May, Castle Dracula:
I think strange things which I dare not confess to my own soul. The Count, the way he looked at Mina’s picture fills me with dread as if I have a part to play in a story that is not known to me.

JONATHAN HARKER’S JOURNAL:
I did as Dracula instructed. I wrote three letters–to the firm, to my family, and to my beloved Mina. I said nothing of my fears as he will read them, no doubt. I know now that I am a prisoner

JONATHAN HARKER’S JOURNAL:
The letters I have written have undoubtedly sealed my doom. The Count’s gypsies, fearless warriors who are loyal to the death to whatever nobleman they serve, day and night they toil, filling boxes with decrepit earth from the bowels of the castle. They are to be delivered to his newly acquired Carfax Abbey in London. Why do they fill these boxes with earth?

LETTER FROM JONATHAN HARKER TO MINA MURRAY:
Dearest Mina, all is well here. The Count has insisted I remain for a month to tutor him in English custom. I can say no more except I love you. Ever faithful, Jonathan.

JONATHAN HARKER’S JOURNAL:
Dawn. These may be the last words I write in this journal. Dracula has left me with these women, these devils of the pit. They drain my blood to keep me weak, barely alive so I cannot escape. I will try one last time today to escape to the water. There must be passageway to the river and then away from this cursed land where the devil and his children still walk with earthly feet.

JONATHAN HARKER’S DIARY, 28th October:
We left London by train and crossed the English Channel that night in stormy seas, no doubt from the passage of the Count’s ship. He commands the winds. But we still have the advantage. By train, we can reach the Romanian port at Varna in three days. By ship, it will take him at least a week. From Paris, we traveled through the Alps to Buda-Pesth. The Count must sail around the rock of Gibraltor, where we have posted a lookout, and then on to the Black Sea port at Varna where we will meet his ship and burn it into the sea.

JONATHAN HARKER’S DIARY:
From Varna, Mina and Van Helsing took a carriage, but we continued on the train towards Galatz where we still hope to intercept the Count before he reaches land. I am fearful for Mina. She is now our decoy.

JONATHAN HARKER’S JOURNAL:
We are past Bistritza. Dracula has outsmarted us again. We learned that his gypsies took charge of the vampire’s box at Galatz and are now on the Borgo Pass road.

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