It's Mina's journal and she's on holiday in Whitby with the Westenras enjoying the view from up the Abbey, with a saveloy and a bag of scraps. She's chatting to a centenarian about the gravestones and foreshadowing some gothic terrors ahead.
Hope you enjoy. It's like picking up with an old friend and trying to recapture something that's lost.
I'm sure you'll agree, it ain't happening.
Cheers, Greg.
And for those who arrived like refugees from YouTube thanks for making the trek over but the management is sorry to inform you that there are no refunds. Not now, not ever.
Meanwhile sit back and enjoy...
Dracula by Bram Stoker Chapter 6 A