episode 1:- carpathian pahadon ki or

Carpathian pahadon ki taraf jaati hui rail gaadi dheere-dheere andhere me doob rahi thi।

Jonathan Harker khidki ke paas baitha tha, uski aankhon me utsukta aur halki si ghabrahat dono thi.

Jaise-jaise shaam gehri hoti gayi, aas-paas ke gaon ajeeb se lagne lage।

Log kam bolte the, aur jab “Count Dracula” ka naam liya jaata, to unke chehre par dar ki parchai aa jaati।

“Tum wahan mat jao,”

ek buddhi aurat ne Jonathan ko cross dete hue kaha tha,

“woh jagah shapit hai.”

Lekin Jonathan ek vakil tha।

Uske liye ye sirf ek kaam tha—

Transylvania ke ek purane mahal me rehne wale Count Dracula se milna।

Raat ke barah baj chuke the jab ek kaali gaadi use lene aayi।

Ghode bina awaaz ke daud rahe the, jaise zameen ko chhoo bhi nahi rahe ho।

Mahal door se hi dikh gaya—

uchchi deewarein, toote hue burj, aur ek aisi khamoshi jo kaan chubh ne lage।

Darwaza khula।

Saamne khada tha ek lamba, patla aadmi—

safed chehra, laal aankhen, aur honton par thandi si muskaan।

“Welcome to my house,”

Count Dracula bola,

“Enter freely… and of your own will.”

Jonathan ke dil ne zor se dhadakna shuru kar diya।

Use pata nahi tha ki usne is darwaze ke saath

apni azaadi bhi peeche chhod di hai…

Chapter 2: Mahal Jahan Samay Tham Jaata Hai

Jonathan Harker ne jaise hi mahal ke andar kadam rakha,

darwaza apne aap band ho gaya—

bhari, goonjti awaaz ke saath।

Usne mudkar dekha,

lekin wahan koi nahi tha।

Count Dracula uske saath-saath chal raha tha,

uske kadam bina awaaz ke the,

jaise zameen use mehsoos hi na karti ho।

“Mujhe maaf karna,”

Dracula ne shaant swar me kaha,

“is mahal me naukar nahi hain.

Main khud hi sab kaam karta hoon.”

Jonathan ko ye baat ajeeb lagi,

lekin usne kuch kaha nahi।

Bada sa hall—

unchi chhat, deewaron par purane yudh ke chitra,

aur moombattiyan jo hawa ke bina hi hil rahi thi।

Bhojan table par khana rakha tha—

sab kuch garam, taza…

lekin Dracula ne kuch bhi nahi khaya।

Wo bas Jonathan ko dekhta raha।

“Tum thake hue lagte ho,”

usne kaha,

“tumhara kamra tayaar hai.”

Kamra sundar tha,

lekin usme ek baat thi jo Jonathan ko bechain kar rahi thi—

wahan ek bhi sheesha (mirror) nahi tha।

Raat gehri hoti ja rahi thi।

Jonathan diary likhne baitha,

lekin achanak use mehsoos hua

jaise koi use dekh raha ho।

Usne darwaza khola—

corridor me andhera tha,

lekin door kahin se

auraton ke hansne ki halki si awaaz aa rahi thi।

Wo awaaz madhur thi…

lekin usme ek bhookh chhupi hui thi।

Jonathan aage badha—

aur tabhi ek tez awaaz ghoonji:

“Wapas jao!”

Count Dracula saamne khada tha,

aankhen gusse se chamak rahi thi।

“Wo meri mehmaan nahi hain,”

usne dheemi par sakht awaaz me kaha,

“aur tum…

abhi mere mehmaan ho.”

Us raat Jonathan ko pehli baar samajh aaya—

ye mahal sirf pattharon ka nahi,

ye ek qaidkhana hai…

aur Count Dracula

iska rakshak bhi hai, aur shikari bhi.

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