Dracule

Ghostly mist cloaks the castle wall

Close-lying trees, remnants of foliage, after Fall

Turrets and tower shapes pierce the gloom

The whole scene reeks of doom

A shrill cry echoes through the night

It is time to take fright

Glimpses of moonlight guide your way

Fear leaves you nothing to say

Approaching an iron door,

It will be locked you are sure

But it opens to let you inside

From the stench you can not hide

You enter and slowly ascend the staircase

Your heart now begins to race

From where did the cry originate ?

You must discover before it is too late !

What greets you upstairs is a shocking scene

More than enough to make you scream

Dracula has a clutch of his quarry

To come here was such folly

Now you are sure to die as well

Stories of your demise they will tell !!!