Lust of the Vampire

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THE VAMPIRE:

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From Bakonia, Hungary

Contents. Earth

To M. Duval, Sierra Negra, Mexico

Good afternoon

And to you, young lady

Anyone here from the

Sycamores?

The Sycamores...?

You must be Marta Gonzales.

Emilio's niece

I thought he'd be here

He was here

He left

when we heard about the landslide

Will he be back?

No. I don't think so, miss

With the landslide on the tracks...

... we thought they'd stop the trains

But they managed to clear it

Could I get a lift to the Sycamores?

That won't be easy

People round here

don't like to be out after dark

What can I do?

You'll have to wait here

See that gentleman?

He has the same problem

It's hopeless

We just have to accept it

My aunt is very sick.

I have to get to the Sycamores

I tried a hard luck story too.

But it didn't work

Come on. We might as well sit down

This is an odd place

It seems no-one round here

goes out after dark

I was planning to walk

But he wouldn't let me go!

Someone's coming

A strange man!

Not a pretty sight, I agree

That crate...

Here's the papers

Yes... go on then

A crate of earth

all the way from Hungary!

What's wrong with this earth?

The quirks of the rich

It's a man called Duval

who's lived here 10 years or so

I think he's crazy

Only a madman

walks about at night

He wears a long cloak.

Like that guy

Hang on - I've got an idea

Excuse me, sir!

That young lady's looking for a lift

She'd be good company for you

Not tonight

But she has to get to the Sycamores

Where did you say?

The Sycamores

All right - bring her here

Great!

He's going there

Quickly!

You're coming?

Where you go, I follow

Sycamores, here we come!

OK, mate!

Just a moment...

I want to see her one last time

May I keep this, sir?

Rest in peace, dear sister

She'd have said the same for you, Sir

God grant her rest and peace

through all eternity

This is our land.

The Sycamores can belong to no other

Anselmo!

Look!

What's this?

End of the line

This isn't the Sycamores

I turn off here.

You must go that way

- Look, if it's about money...

- It's not!

Down!

OK! OK!

Charming!

So much for manners

You know where we are?

The crossroads.

The Sycamores is that way

Is it far?

- About an hour

- An hour!

It's a long walk through this fog...

... so we'd better get acquainted

- I'm Enrique

- I'm Marta

Now, a few facts about myself

You should know that I have

a birthmark here

I hate the country with all my heart

Because I think the country

is for cows

And I'm a salesman

I work in a small shop...

My Uncle Emilio wrote me two days ago

He said I must get here tonight

without fail

- He's married to your Aunt?

- He's her brother

My other aunt

also lives at the Sycamores

They are both single

Are you sure this is the right way?

I get the feeling we're lost

No - it's fine

I'm worried about Aunt's health

She was like a mother to me

after mine died

Why didn't they marry?

Are they ugly?

No - far from it

They were very pretty girls

Of course, they're older now

They lived out here

all these years...

... time just passed them by

And your uncle?

That's another story

He left many years ago

and only returned recently

I still remember the patio

carpeted with flowers

The sun's rays

spilling through the arch

The fountain...

My happiest childhood memories...

... are connected with this place

I recognise this tree!

The house is just around that bend

What is it?

I'm not really sure

I got a strange feeling as we came up the path

Like what?

Like someone following us!

We didn't see anyone

I know.

But I did feel a breeze

Who's there?

It's Marta. They're expecting me

Of course, child!

Let me unlock the door

Please come in

Hello Anselmo

My child

I'll take your bags, sir

Why is the house so run down?

Things have changed a lot

since you were here

No-one wants to work here now

And Black Mountain has become

like a ghost town now

Come in, please.

Your uncle is waiting

It's Marta, sir.

With a young man

Little Marta!

Uncle!

I expected you tomorrow

Yes, I know!

Marta!

No kisses for me?

It's your aunt - Eloise

Don't you recognise me?

That's the sick one?

Auntie!

You don't look a day older

The years have been kind

No, you look incredible!

And Maria Teresa. Where is she?

Tell me

She died yesterday. We just buried her

Don't cry, my dear.

Your tears are useless

Come along

Excuse me, sir.

May I have my suitcase?

- Your suitcase?

- I'm going

- Now?

- I must

Marta!

The young man is leaving

Forgive me

This gentleman accompanied me

here from the station

Why not stay here tonight?

Where else could you go?

To a hotel

A hotel?

The last one closed years ago

Stay here...

This is a big house.

You'd be most welcome

My condolences for your sad loss

Sad... Yes, indeed

But it was all for the best

How come?

She suffered so much

in the last few months

Isn't that so?

Yes. She lived in terror

I hope she's found peace now

What caused it?

A heart attack

But she'd been acting strangely

for many years

Strangely?

Yes.

She swore she was in danger

From what?

Vampires

Vampires?

Yes. Silly ideas she picked up

from the peasants

They are ignorant and superstitious

She believed

that in the dark places of this house

... a vampire was lying in wait

to suck her blood

It was worse when night fell

Fear overtook her

The poor woman

would lock herself in her room

Surrounded by crosses and mirrors

Why did she do that?

Because of those foolish legends

Yes...

They say that vampires...

... are repelled by the cross

And that they give no reflection

in a mirror

I heard about that

Because they have no souls?

So the story goes

Marta - you must be tired.

And such talk will upset you

Yes, let's go

Excuse us

Of course

You collect old books?

No.

They've been here for many years

Some are connected with the mine

up at Black Mountain

Seems I came too late

What? ... .

Doctor...!

I did as you asked

No-one knows who I am

Please keep this a secret,

I beg of you

If anyone else found out

you were here...

Open it!

Just earth?

To give new life to my brother

Count Karol of Lavud

Our enemies stole his immortality

This earth

is from our cemetery in Baconia

In two moons we will take it

to his tomb

He still has power

And will return to life

when the time is right...

... a hundred years since his death

Soon shall I stand again

at my dear brother's side

Stand at his side and know such joy

as in centuries past

We will go forth into

this new country...

... and once again impose

the rule of the Lavuds

Hook up the horses.

We leave at once!

Do you intend to stay here now?

I don't think so

Maria Teresa left part of the estate

to you in her will

She was always so good to me

You now own an equal share

of the Sycamores with us

But the Sycamores has changed

so much

I know someone

who would like to buy it

Sell the Sycamores?

Yes

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