An Unexpected Guest at the Carphatia House

I really miss Mr. Conor, my CA and my English teacher right now, since he went back to his home in Ireland :(
Today, I just looked at one of the story I wrote, and he gave me a best comment I've ever heard from him :') 

The night was cold, made me feel alone to pass this wonderful night's stars in my abandoned tower. Here is just a fireplace with hot embers and pairs of armchairs with table besides it. Suddenly, I saw a young man, wearing black cowboy hat running on the muddy narrow road when I looked down. I busied to watch the ripples on every step he stepped. I didn't realize it, that the bell had rang, means he's here already. I went downstairs into the main door immediately, I tossed my cat, but he was still ringing the bell, non-stop like Cinderella's stepsisters waiting for their breakfast impatiently. I saw him peak through the chinks under the rusty bell but then I opened the door slowly.                         

His face shocked me! He was young but wearing old-fashioned clothes. He wore a black thick leather coat, shirt with lace sleeve and a strap. He also brought a heavy luggage case with three paddles (for what are those three paddles?)                        

"Good night, I'm Jonathan Harker. I came here to replace Mr. Hawkins", he greeted me gracefully and shake hand friendly to me.             

For once in my life, I met a very nice man, he had the nicest smile I've ever seen in this my miserable life.            
 I was stupid to replied his angel-like smile with an awkward smile, since he was my first guest after 15 years.                         
After welcoming him, I guided him tour around the castle altogether take him to his room. He was awe when he starred at a portrait of and old creepy Dutch-man with sharp, blue eyes. He observed everything in the castle, as a crocodile watching its last prey in the night behind the bushes.                        
 "It's almost midnight now, I've prepared a late-night dinner for us. It's okay if you don't want to join. I'll be in the main dining room, don't get lost, I suggest  you to eat, because you seem starving after you took a very long journey to here from London" I said in rush. I was a bit annoyed because my peoples are not working in the midnight, while he came here in the midnight. The destiny has forced me to serve and prepare anything for a guest, an unexpected guest actually.                       
  In the dining room, with my biggest brand new elegant antique lamp hung on the highest ceiling in the castle, we had a late-night dinner together. Before I asked him to sit, I knew that he was amazed by two big antique lamp in the dining room. There was actually only one antique lamp, but the mirror on the dining table reflected it.           
  He was 12 chairs away from my seat, so I had a conversation with a deaf. (I need to speak louder). But we were able to had a nice conversation that night.                                    
"I know how does it feels to be on a train for almost six hours non-stop", I started the conversation.                       
"Um, well, but it's fine. I saw a worth looking sceneries that I will not be able to see in London during my way here. Anyway, thanks for the chicken soup, Mister ....." , he said hesitantly.                         "Count Dracula. And it's not a chicken soup; it's a mushrooms and pork. I'm going to my tower to sleep.If you need help, just tell me tomorrow morning. I'm terribly so tired tonight. Have a nice dream, Harker", I replied him in insipid.                         
As I came to the tower, I saw a white curtain dancing peculiarly while the cool wind blowing up ans whooshing from the opened window. The wind extinguished the fire lit in the fireplace. I closed the window hardly because the wind was so strong. Then I saw Harker standing in front of my door, shivering, I heard his teeth chattering. As soon as possible, I lit on the fire and poured a tea for him. We sat on the armchairs enjoying the lullaby of the rustling firewood and the splattering of water drops on the roof.                        
"Yes?", he answered.             
"I wondered why did you replace Mr. Hawkins?" I asked.             
"He's a constant malady sufferer, so he asked me to come here" he replied.             
"I see"                         
We had a really high quality conversation that night. I was amazed by his way of talking and thinking. When I asked him about his home, he explained everything about his homeland, he talked like a poet reading his own  poems. He told me about conspiracies and controversies happened in London when I asked him about which party he would vote. He only answered my question with a short answer but he made it long because he is talkative. I only smile.                         
He stopped talking until he saw my protruding sticking-out teeth. His face turned out into a scared-face.                        
"Thou hear that howls?" I asked him.             
"Yes, sir. Its wolf.' he replied.             
"I'm a Dracula. I understand the children of the night's howls means"             
"Excuse me?"            
"Thou don't have a mind of a hunter. You're just a prey, a fresh meat to every lions"                         
I slowly bit him when he was like petrified, surprised because I'm a Dracula who's going to bit him, slowly, but sure.                         
I felt a bit pity to him. He's actually a very nice young man. He wouldn't end like that if he was not came here tonight.


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