Jonathan Harker is trying to hatch an escape plan. Discovers that the Count sleeps without a pulse in a box a dirt. And that the count is framing him as a kidnapper.

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we're back with part four, and I ramble more then ever. Jonathan starts exploring more of the castle, finds Dracula more than human, as well as three women.

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We finished chapter 2 and started chapter Jonathan Harker has discovered that his host may not have his best interest in mind. And that the superstitious peasants on his travels, may have been right to worry for him.

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Mr. Harker finds an uncomfortable end to his travels to the Count. He also meets the count and we get his first impressions. I ramble quite a bit.

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I squireled hard during this one. I'm sorry. We have Jonathan Harker's travel blog read today. From a paper book!

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welcome back! I don't know if I was especially squirrelly or if Stoker was long-winded, but it seems we didn't get very far. specifically, we got from the inn to the Bargo Pass. Harker, rightly so, went back and forth between the beauty of his travel and the concerning superstitious behavior of his carriage mates.

Also, I do know know Danube is pronounced "Dan-u," I'm not sure how I got it wrong in both readings.

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hi all! I'm back! life got in the way, but I want to get back to doing this. I'm restarting Dracula, so this is part 1, again. But in more manageable 20ish min segments.

We begin with John Harker writing a travel blog in his diary.

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We're back with part four! Jonathan is now desperately attempting an escape from Castle Dracula. Whilst, being thwarted by the count. Then we have a sudden change over to letter correspondence between Mina and Lucy. Mina talking about how hard it can be to be working and her hopes if being a great help to her fiance. Lucy admonishing her for not writing more while gloating about three marriage proposals in one day. And at the age of 20!

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We're back with part three! Jonathan is now fully aware that his host is evil and feels he knows when he will die. This episode, he's trying to figure out how to leave.

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We're back with part two! Jonathan continued to journal about the food and accommodations at Dracula's castle. It takes several days of nocturnal chats for him to realize something is wrong there. the catalyst not being the lack of reflection or violent reaction to blood, but the throwing and breaking of his shave mirror. And discovering that all doors are locked.

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