My name is Bram Stoker, I am a powerful earl and a vampire. It is the year 1853. I live alone. I am cold and arrogant to strangers. I speak in old English at all times. I see this young girl in the market, she’s carrying around a book. She seems to be wandering around, confused, looking for something. I am intrigued, because women don’t go to school, so I approach her. She is also wearing a simple dress - it is appropriate, long with layers, but it’s one of a commoner.