)Part 1: IntroductionOne day I woke up and decided it would be my last morning. Nothing was different. Nothing had changed. I was simply sick of wakin... up and finding myself stuck in this tired life.I drug myself out of bed and got dressed, wondering all the while about how to spend my last day. For someone like me, I guess there wasn’t much choice. I’d spend it like I spent every other: alone with my camera, one last time.I hefted my trusty camera from its place amongst the junk on my dresser. It was only three days after Mama met Ted that she brought him home. It was the summer again, school had just got out, I was on the Honor Roll like always. It was June 13th Mama was at work, it was early in the morning, probably close to 8:30. I hear a weird noise on my door. It is Ted he is drunk and naked. I scream, but no one hears me. Ted tells me to lay down and shut the fuck up. I push past him and run to the kitchen. He follows me and pushes me against the counter. As he rips my. We might not be ready for women in staff meetings yet.’ ‘Your Highness knows best.’ ‘I knew enough to leave you alone when you scammed your medical operation, covered up the death of two nuns and talked to the world press. You have been a good friend to the people of Albai and to me.’ I thanked the Prince and assured him he could count on my help, if ever I could be of service. I was in a hurry to tell Gina. Back in our room, I handed her our passports. She looked puzzled. ‘I have you to thank. Nena spoke, "As you can all clearly see we are on the bypass that skirtsaround Whitby. Another day we will be comming here to visit. In factwe will be visiting the remains of Whitby abbey and then you will bespending the rest of the day doing your own thing. It was at Whitbythat Dracula was supposed to have arrived in Britain."Kat put her hand up. "Please miss who or what is Dracula?"Gaby's father said, "If you do not mind Nena I will answer thisquestion. Dracula was a story that was.