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We all kept somehow close together
Sorrowful a memory
Natural hesitation among us
He remained of a ghastly whiteness
The coffin was empty
Something white come through the trees
Unharmed amongst the graves
At sundown the Un-Dead can move
It seemed fresh and pure in the night air after the…

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We need have no secrets amongst us
We have a cruel and dreadful task
Have every item put in chronological order
How good and thoughtful he is; the world seems full of good men- even if there are monsters in it
Knitting together in chronological order every scrap of evidence…

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We left no corner unsearched
Another man lost- disappeared
Only self and mate and two hand left to work ship
She was restless and uneasy all the time
Bent over it, what it was whether man or beat I could not tell
There was undoubtedly something, long, and black bending…

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I found to my delight to be thoroughly old-fashioned, for of course I wanted to see all I could of the ways of the
Too tight for modesty
Just before I was leaving the old lady came up to my room and said in a very hysterical way

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Agony of delightful anticipation
Licked her lips like an animal
This man belongs to me
Then the horror overcame me and I sank down unconscious
I awoke in my own bed
Nothing can be more dreadful than those awful women- waiting to suck my blood
I know now the span…

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I shall cut off her head and fill her mouth with garlic and I shall drive a stake through her body
Have killed her by our ideas
Not delivered
Un dead is desperate and must find the line of least resistance
I was almost willingly to accept Van Helsing's monstrous…

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A handful of the money on the floor
He fear us; he fear time, he fear want
We can there, at least, protect her
Pale as death
Her loving kindness against our grim hate
You must be pitiful to him too, though it may not hold your hand from his…

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She grew whiter and ever whiter
Presently the horse began to scream, - when all nature is at lowest
So sweet tingling tones that Jonathan said were intolerable sweetness of the water-glasses
Come sister
She could not leave no more than they could enter
Then I began my terrible task…


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