Soon I saw from the window the heavy carts full of coffins, and the workmen drove away. I was alone in the castle with those terrible vampire women.
While I was writing these words in my diary, I decided what to do. I must try to escape. I shall try to get down the wall outside. The window is high above the ground, but I have to try. I shall take some of the gold with me- if I escape, perhaps it will be helpful later.
If I die, it will be better than the death that waits for me here. Goodbye, Mina! Will I ever see you again?