August 30

To my surprise, Lucy was awake. She had been looking at the window with a mixture of fear and lust. It was honestly disturbing. I'd hurried to the window and found the count batting his little black bat wings off the glass.

I yelled obscenities and threats that would surely get me locked away in a nuthouse. Thank God there was only Lucy around. She'd found my outburst comical. With the bat gone and her now fully awake, the fear and lust disappeared from her eyes. She wouldn't let me return to my room until I promised to tell her the full meanings of the words I'd spoken as she'd never heard them before. Sorry to Lucy's mother. I'm a bad influence on your daughter.

I think I'll be able to sleep easier now that I know Lucy is safe for the night.