Will Thomas and Ellen escape the clutches of a vampire, or become his next victims in the remote Transylvanian castle?
The land of Transylvania was shrouded in darkness, the moon’s light barely able to penetrate the thick mist that hung over the mountains. Count Orlok, a mysterious figure with a menacing aura, had sent a summons to Thomas Hutter, a real estate agent, to come to his remote castle. The Count sought to buy a house near Hutter and his wife, Ellen. But what Hutter did not know was that Count Orlok was not human. He was a vampire, and he had his eyes set on Ellen. Hutter’s journey to the castle was just the beginning of a terrifying ordeal, one that would forever change his life.
Chapter 1: The Summoning
Thomas Hutter sat at his desk, pouring over papers, trying to finalize the sale of a nearby property. His wife, Ellen, peered over his shoulder, looking at the map spread out before him.
“Are you sure this is a good idea, Thomas?” Ellen asked, her voice tinged with concern.
“Yes, it’s just a quick trip to finalize the sale,” Thomas replied, not looking up from his work.
“But the castle is so remote, and the owner is so mysterious,” Ellen persisted.
“That’s why he needs a real estate agent to handle the sale,” Thomas replied, his voice firm. “I’ll be back in no time.”
Ellen nodded reluctantly. Thomas gave her a quick kiss on the forehead and headed out the door.
The journey to the castle was long and treacherous. Thomas made his way through winding mountain paths, passing through small villages and dark forests. The scenery was beautiful, but there was an eerie feeling in the air that made Thomas unease. He couldn’t quite put his finger on it, but something was not right.
After several hours of travel, Thomas finally arrived at the castle. It loomed over him, a fortress of stone and darkness. The drawbridge was lowered, and Thomas made his way across.
As he entered the castle, Thomas was struck by the eerie silence. There were no servants, no guards, no signs of life. He called out, but there was no response.
“Hello?” he called out again. “I’m Thomas Hutter. Count Orlok has summoned me.”
Still, no reply. Thomas began to feel nervous. Maybe this was a mistake. Maybe he should turn back and head home.
Just as he was about to leave, Count Orlok appeared from the shadows.
“Ah, Mr. Hutter,” he said, his voice soft and menacing. “Welcome to my humble abode.”
Thomas tried to hide his unease and extend a handshake, but Count Orlok simply gestured for him to follow.
The interior of the castle was dark and musty, with torches casting flickering shadows on the walls. Thomas tried to hide his discomfort but his eyes were widening with fear as he followed Count Orlok down an endless hallway of cobwebs, antique objects and wrapped paintings.
“I’m sorry for the lack of hospitality, Mr. Hutter,” Count Orlok said, almost apologetic. “But I have little need for servants. Please, follow me to my study, and we’ll discuss the details of the sale.”
Thomas followed the Count into a dimly lit room, filled with antique furniture and strange artifacts. There was an eerie feeling in the room, and Thomas found himself looking over his shoulder. But he could see nothing but shadows.
“My assistant will bring us refreshments,” Count Orlok said, sitting down at his desk. “But first, let us discuss the house.”
Thomas began to relax a little, but then he saw them. The Count’s hands were long and gnarled, the nails sharp and pointed. Thomas felt a shiver run down his spine.
“Is everything alright, Mr. Hutter?” Count Orlok asked, noticing Thomas’s unease.
“Yes, yes,” Thomas replied, shaking his head. “It’s just that, well, this place is so different from what I’m used to. I think I’m just a little nervous.”
“I assure you, there’s no need to be nervous,” Count Orlok said, his eyes piercing into Thomas’s. “You’re in good hands here.”
Suddenly, Thomas was struck by an overwhelming feeling of dread. He knew he had to leave, now. But before he could make a move, the Count’s assistant arrived with a glass of red wine.
“Thank you,” the Count said, taking a sip. “Do you care for a glass, Mr. Hutter?”
Thomas shook his head, starting to stand up. “No, thank you, Count. I think I should be going now.”
Count Orlok smiled, but there was something sinister in the gesture. “But Mr. Hutter, we haven’t even discussed the finer details of the sale.”
“I can come back tomorrow,” Thomas said, backing away. “I really must be going.”
The Count’s expression turned dark and menacing. “I’m afraid I can’t let you leave, Mr. Hutter,” he said, his voice now a deep and ominous growl.
Thomas tried to run, but Count Orlok’s minions were too quick. They cornered Thomas and held him down while the Count approached him, his teeth bared.
Thomas screamed as the vampire sank his fangs into his neck, the pain overwhelming him. He could feel his life slipping away as the Count drank his blood.
Then, everything went dark.
Chapter 2: The Castle
As Thomas Hutter explores the remote Transylvanian castle, he is struck by the eerie and ominous atmosphere that surrounds him. The castle is old and dilapidated, with cobwebs and dust covering every surface. The air is heavy with the scent of decay and dampness, and the only sound comes from the creaking of the old wooden doors and windows.
As he makes his way through the castle, Thomas can’t shake the feeling that he is being watched. He senses a presence lurking in the shadows, but he can’t see anything. The only light comes from the flickering candles on the walls, casting flickering shadows in every direction.
Finally, Thomas arrives at the main hall of the castle. The room is large and imposing, with high vaulted ceilings and walls adorned with ancient tapestries. In the center of the room sits a long wooden table, flanked by high-backed chairs. At the head of the table, Thomas sees the Count, sitting in silence and staring off into the distance.
Thomas approaches the table nervously, feeling like a small and insignificant speck in this grand and imposing room. As he takes his seat across from the Count, he can’t help but feel uneasy. The Count’s eyes seem to follow him wherever he goes, and his gaze is unsettling in its intensity.
The Count speaks in a low, gravelly voice, his words dripping with an unplaceable accent. He inquires about the sale of the nearby house, but his questions are vague and cryptic. Thomas senses that there is something the Count is not telling him, but he can’t put his finger on what it might be.
As the conversation unfurls, Thomas begins to catch glimpses of the true nature of the Count. There is something strange and otherworldly about him, as if he is not quite human. His movements are slow and deliberate, and his skin seems to shimmer and pulse in the flickering candlelight.
Thomas becomes increasingly uncomfortable in the Count’s presence, but he knows that he must stay and complete his business. He tries to keep the conversation focused on the sale of the house, but the Count is elusive and uncommunicative. There is an air of mystery surrounding the man, and Thomas can’t help but feel that there is something sinister about him.
As the meeting draws to a close, the Count invites Thomas to stay for dinner. Thomas is hesitant, but he can’t help but feel drawn to the man’s strange and alluring presence. He accepts the invitation, and the Count leads him down a long and winding staircase to the dining room.
The dining room is dark and foreboding, with massive stone columns and candlelit sconces adorning the walls. The table is set with fine china and silverware, and a feast of meats and vegetables is laid out in front of them. As they eat, the Count regales Thomas with stories of his travels and his encounters with the supernatural.
Thomas is fascinated by the Count’s tales, and he can’t help but feel a sense of awe and fear in his presence. The man seems to have a deep and intimate knowledge of the world of the supernatural, and Thomas can’t help but feel that he is in the presence of something ancient and otherworldly.
As the night wears on, Thomas begins to feel increasingly uneasy. There is a heaviness in the air, as if something terrible is about to happen. He can hear strange noises coming from the dark corners of the room, and he feels like he is being watched by unseen eyes.
Finally, as the night wears on, the Count makes a shocking revelation. He confesses to Thomas that he is a vampire, and that he seeks to buy the nearby house in order to feed on the inhabitants. Thomas is horrified, and he realizes that he is in grave danger.
As the chapter comes to a close, Thomas realizes that he must escape the castle and warn his wife of the impending danger. He knows that the Count will stop at nothing to get what he wants, and he must be careful not to fall prey to his supernatural powers. The fate of Ellen and the entire town hangs in the balance, and Thomas knows that he is their only hope.
Chapter 3: The Revelation
Thomas Hutter sat in the Count’s library, feeling uneasy and unsettled. He had been summoned to the castle to finalize a real estate transaction, but he had quickly realized that there was something strange and sinister about the Count and his home. Thomas desperately wanted to leave, but he knew that he couldn’t do so until the sale was complete.
The Count had been cordial and polite thus far, but Thomas couldn’t shake the feeling that there was something off about him. He was too pale, too thin, and his eyes seemed to glow in the dim light of the library. Thomas tried to convince himself that he was just being paranoid, but the atmosphere was too eerie to ignore.
“Mr. Hutter,” the Count said, breaking the silence. “I sense that you are nervous. Is there something on your mind?”
Thomas fought to keep his voice steady. “I’m just a bit unsettled by the atmosphere here, Count. I apologize if I seem nervous.”
The Count smiled, but there was no warmth in it. “Do you believe in the supernatural, Mr. Hutter?”
Thomas was taken aback by the question. “What do you mean, Count?”
“I mean, do you believe in the existence of beings such as vampires, Mr. Hutter?”
Thomas felt a chill run down his spine. “Are you saying that you’re a vampire, Count?”
The Count laughed, a cold and humorless sound. “You are perceptive, Mr. Hutter. Yes, I am a vampire. And I am seeking to buy a house near your home.”
Thomas felt his blood run cold. He had read about vampires in books and heard stories, but he had never imagined that such creatures could really exist. He knew that he was in grave danger, and Ellen was too.
“I must go, Count,” Thomas said, standing up. “I have to warn my wife.”
The Count stood up too, his eyes seeming to glow in the dim light. “I cannot allow you to leave until our business is concluded, Mr. Hutter.”
Thomas tried to run, but the Count was too quick. He grabbed Thomas by the arm and pulled him back.
“You are not going anywhere, Mr. Hutter,” the Count said. “You will stay here until I have what I came for.”
Thomas struggled, but the Count was too strong. He knew that he was trapped and that Ellen was in danger.
“What do you want from me, Count?” Thomas asked, his voice shaking.
“I want your life force, Mr. Hutter,” the Count said, his eyes seeming to shine with a wicked light. “You will become my eternal servant, and I will use your energy to sustain myself.”
Thomas was horrified. He couldn’t let the Count do this to him. He struggled harder, trying to break free.
But it was no use. The Count was too strong, and Thomas was too weak.
Suddenly, Thomas felt a sharp pain in his neck. He cried out in agony as he felt the Count’s teeth pierce his skin.
He knew that he was doomed.
The Count drank deeply from Thomas, draining him of his life force. Thomas felt weak and dizzy, and he knew that he was dying.
As the Count drank, he whispered in Thomas’s ear. “Your wife will be next, Mr. Hutter. And there is nothing you can do to stop me.”
Thomas fell to the floor, lifeless and drained. The Count stood over him, looking satisfied and pleased.
He had gotten what he came for.
And Ellen was next.
Chapter 4: The Chase
Thomas Hutter knew that he needed to make it back to Ellen and warn her of the impending danger. However, the Count and his minions were hot on his trail, determined to capture him before he could escape. Thomas’s heart pounded in his chest as he frantically searched for a way out of the castle.
He dashed through winding corridors and up and down staircases, trying to think of a way to elude his pursuers. But they were always just a step behind him, their footsteps echoing eerily through the empty halls. He could hear their ragged breathing and the sound of their claws scraping against the stone floors. Thomas’s fear grew with every passing moment, and he knew that his time was running out.
As he turned a corner, he suddenly came face to face with one of the Count’s minions, a grotesque creature with sharp fangs and glowing yellow eyes. Thomas gasped in terror and stumbled backward, but the creature lunged at him with a snarl. Thomas managed to dodge its attack and ran down another hallway.
He could feel his strength waning, and his legs were heavy with exhaustion. His heart hammered in his chest, and he struggled to draw in each breath. But he knew he couldn’t stop now; he had to keep moving if he wanted to survive.
As he ran, Thomas remembered a window he had seen earlier, one that looked large enough for him to escape through. He hoped that it would be his salvation, his ticket out of this living nightmare.
He turned another corner and saw the window up ahead. The sight of it gave him a burst of energy, and he sprinted toward it. But as he approached, he saw that it was barred from the outside, and he cursed his luck.
He spun around, desperate for another way out, and saw another staircase leading upward. He didn’t know where it led, but he knew it was his only hope. He charged up the stairs, his legs burning with exertion, and tried to banish the image of the Count’s minions chasing him from his mind.
As he reached the top of the staircase, he heard a loud crash from behind him. He turned to see that one of the minions had broken through the door at the bottom of the stairs. Thomas’s heart sank, and he knew that his escape was in peril.
He opened the door at the top of the stairs and found himself on the castle’s rooftop. The cold night air hit him like a punch in the face, and he stumbled back. He caught himself on the edge of the roof and looked around frantically for a way down.
He saw a rope hanging over the side of the castle, swaying gently in the breeze. Thomas scrambled over to it and grabbed hold, hoping that it would support his weight. He gave it a tug and felt it give slightly but hold steady.
He looked down and saw that the rope led down to a small balcony, far below. He swallowed hard and took a deep breath, knowing that this was his only chance. He swung his legs over the edge of the roof and began to lower himself down the rope.
As he descended, he heard a chorus of snarls and hisses from above. He looked up and saw that the Count’s minions were leaning over the edge of the roof, watching him with glowing eyes. He quickened his pace, knowing that they were closing in.
He reached the balcony and dropped to the ground with a thud. He scrambled to his feet and looked around. He was in a courtyard, surrounded by high walls. But he knew that he had to keep moving; he couldn’t stay there for long.
He ran to the gate at the end of the courtyard and pushed it open. As he stepped outside, he saw something that made his blood run cold. The Count himself was waiting for him, his eyes burning with anger and hunger.
Thomas froze, unsure of what to do. But then he heard a voice calling his name, and he saw Ellen running toward him from the distance. He heaved a sigh of relief and ran toward her, knowing that he was finally safe.
For a moment, he forgot about the Count and his minions and focused only on Ellen. He took her into his arms and held her close, feeling her warmth and her love. He knew that he had been through a harrowing experience, but he also knew that he had everything he needed to face the future: his love for Ellen, his strength, and his determination to live.
Chapter 5: The Warning
Thomas and Ellen raced towards their home, fear and adrenaline pulsing through their veins. They knew the Count Orlok was after them – a vampire who threatened not only their lives, but their very souls. As they sped away from the castle, Thomas tried to calm Ellen down, reassuring her that they would make it out alive.
But Ellen was not convinced. “How can we outrun him? He’s not human, Thomas! He can move faster than we can!”
Thomas gritted his teeth, his hands tight on the steering wheel. “I know, Ellen. But we have to keep moving. We have to find a way to stop him.”
They drove in silence for a while, their thoughts consumed by the danger that lay ahead. Suddenly, Thomas slammed on the brakes, causing the car to screech to a halt. Ellen looked at him in alarm, wondering what had caused him to stop so suddenly.
“There’s something ahead,” Thomas said, pointing towards a dark figure looming in the distance.
As they got closer, they could see that it was the Count, standing in the middle of the road, waiting for them. He looked different than he had in the castle – more menacing, more dangerous.
Thomas tried to back up the car, but it was too late – the Count was upon them. He lunged at the car, his fingers clawing at the windows, trying to break through. Thomas and Ellen screamed in terror as they tried to fight him off, but it was no use – the Count was too strong.
Suddenly, a burst of light flooded the car, and the Count recoiled, hissing in pain. It was the sun – they had driven into daylight, and the Count had been caught off guard.
Thomas hit the gas, pushing the car forward as fast as it would go. The Count stumbled back, his skin sizzling in the sunlight. He let out a guttural growl and disappeared into the darkness.
They drove for hours, the sun setting behind them, but they dared not stop. They knew the Count would be back, and they had to keep moving if they wanted to survive.
Finally, they arrived in a small town, and Thomas pulled the car over, panting and sweating from the stress of the chase. Ellen clung to him, her body shaking from fear.
“What are we going to do?” she asked, tears streaming down her face.
Thomas took a deep breath, trying to steady his nerves. “We have to find a way to stop him, Ellen. We can’t keep running forever.”
They spent the rest of the night in a motel, trying to come up with a plan. Thomas poured over books on vampirism, searching for a way to defeat the Count. Ellen remained by his side, offering him support and encouragement.
Finally, at dawn, Thomas found what he was looking for. He had discovered an ancient text that described a ritual that could banish the undead back to their graves. It was risky, and it would require a sacrifice, but they had no other choice.
They gathered the materials they needed and made their way back to the castle. They knew the Count would be waiting for them, and they steeled themselves for the fight to come.
As they approached the castle, the Count emerged from the shadows, his eyes glowing with hunger. But Thomas was prepared. He recited the words of the ritual, and Ellen offered herself as the sacrifice.
The Count lunged forward, but Thomas activated the ritual, causing the Count to shriek in agony as he was banished back to the underworld.
Thomas and Ellen collapsed to the ground, exhausted and relieved. They had survived the horror, but they knew they would never forget the terror they had faced. They held each other, grateful to be alive and promising to never take their safety for granted again.
Chapter 6: The Battle
Thomas and Ellen had managed to outmaneuver the Count’s minions and were now face-to-face with the vampire Lord himself. The Count stood tall, his eyes glowing in the dark, and his fangs bared. He hissed at them, and the sound sent chills down Thomas’s spine.
Ellen clung to Thomas tightly, her heart pounding in her chest. “What are we going to do?” she whispered.
Thomas tried to look confident, but he felt his resolve slipping. He knew that they were no match for the powerful vampire. “We have to fight,” he said. “We can’t let him win.”
The Count took a step forward, and the ground rumbled beneath their feet. He raised his hand, and Thomas could see the energy crackling in the air. The vampire was preparing to strike.
Thomas drew his sword, and Ellen grabbed a nearby torch. They stood back to back, ready to face the vampire’s attack. The Count lunged forward, and Thomas swung his sword. The blade cut through the air, but the Count was too fast. He dodged the attack and struck out with his own claws.
Thomas managed to parry the blow, but he felt the force of the impact reverberate through his arm. Ellen attacked with the torch, but the Count moved too quickly, and she missed.
The battle continued, the three of them circling each other, searching for an opening. Thomas and Ellen fought hard, but they were clearly outmatched. The Count was too strong, too fast, and too skilled.
As the battle raged on, Thomas began to feel a strange power building within him. He felt his muscles tensing, and his senses became heightened. He felt a surge of energy flow through him, and he knew that he had tapped into something powerful.
With a newfound strength, Thomas attacked with renewed vigor. He struck out with his sword, and the blade connected with the Count’s flesh. The vampire hissed in pain, and Thomas knew that he had scored a hit.
Ellen seized the opportunity and attacked with the torch. She swung it wildly, and the flames licked at the Count’s skin. The vampire roared in anger, and Thomas knew that they were getting closer to defeating him.
With a final surge of energy, Thomas attacked again. His sword connected with the Count’s chest, and the vampire crumpled to the ground. Thomas heard a sickening crunch, and he knew that he had broken the vampire’s spine.
The Count lay still on the ground, his eyes closed, his chest rising and falling slowly. Thomas and Ellen waited, watching him intently, but he did not move. They had won.
Exhausted and battered, Thomas and Ellen collapsed to the ground next to the vampire’s body. They breathed deeply, trying to catch their breath.
“We did it,” Ellen whispered. “We beat him.”
Thomas looked at her, a smile spreading across his face. “We did,” he said. “We beat him.”
The sun was starting to rise, and Thomas knew that they had to leave soon. They gathered their belongings and began to make their way back to their home. As they walked, Thomas couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride. They had faced their fears and come out victorious. They had proven that they were stronger than they ever could have imagined.
Chapter 7: The Aftermath
Thomas and Ellen sat in their living room, staring into the fire as they tried to process everything that had happened. It had been a week since their encounter with Count Orlok, and they hadn’t stopped thinking about it since.
“I can’t believe we made it out alive,” Ellen said, breaking the silence.
“I know,” Thomas replied. “I thought for sure we were goners.”
They both fell silent again, lost in their thoughts.
“I keep wondering what would have happened if we hadn’t been able to fight back,” Ellen said after a moment.
Thomas nodded. “I don’t even want to think about it. But we did fight back, and we won. We should be proud of ourselves.”
Ellen smiled weakly. “I guess you’re right.”
There was another long pause as they both stared into the fire. Thomas couldn’t help but notice that Ellen seemed different somehow. She was quieter than usual, and he could tell she was still processing everything that had happened.
“Are you okay?” he asked softly.
Ellen looked up at him, her eyes glistening with tears. “I’m fine. I just can’t stop thinking about how close we came to losing everything.”
Thomas reached over and took her hand. “We didn’t lose everything, though. We still have each other.”
Ellen nodded, and they lapsed into silence again. Thomas could tell that she was still upset, but he didn’t know how to make it better. After a few minutes, he decided to change the subject.
“Did you see the news this morning?” he asked.
Ellen shook her head. “No, I’ve been avoiding it. Why, what happened?”
Thomas pulled out his phone and pulled up a news article. “It looks like there’s been a sudden surge in vampire attacks in Europe. People are blaming it on an old legend about a vampire queen who was believed to have been destroyed centuries ago.”
Ellen leaned forward, her interest piqued. “Do they know anything else?”
Thomas shook his head. “Not really. It’s all just speculation at this point. But it seems like there’s definitely something going on.”
Ellen’s eyes widened. “Do you think it could be related to Count Orlok?”
Thomas shrugged. “It’s possible. But we’ll probably never know for sure.”
They fell silent again, lost in their thoughts. Thomas couldn’t help but feel a twinge of guilt. He had promised Ellen that they would stay safe and never take their safety for granted again, but now there was a chance that vampires were on the rise. He wondered how they could possibly protect themselves if something like this were to happen again.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. Thomas stood up to answer it, but Ellen grabbed his arm.
“Wait,” she said. “What if it’s…you know?”
Thomas nodded, understanding. They had both been on edge since their encounter with Count Orlok, and they weren’t sure if they were ready to face another vampire just yet.
He went to the door cautiously, peering through the peephole before opening it. On the other side was a package, wrapped in brown paper and tied with string. There was no return address.
Thomas brought the package inside and set it on the coffee table. “What do you think it is?” he asked Ellen.
Ellen shrugged. “I have no idea. Maybe it’s just a late Christmas present.”
Thomas snorted. “From who, Dracula?”
He approached the package cautiously, as if it were a ticking time bomb. He carefully unwrapped it and pulled out a small, leather-bound book.
“What is it?” Ellen asked, peering over his shoulder.
Thomas flipped through the pages, skimming the contents. “It’s a journal. But not just any journal. It belonged to Count Orlok.”
Ellen’s eyes widened. “How did it get here?”
Thomas shook his head. “I have no idea. But we have to read it. Maybe it will give us some answers.”
He began to read aloud, and Ellen leaned in close to listen.
“Day 1: I have arrived at my new home in the Carpathian Mountains. The air is thick with a strange energy, and I can sense that my time here will not be without its challenges.”
Thomas paused for a moment, looking up at Ellen. “It looks like this is just a record of his time in the castle. Maybe there’s nothing useful in here after all.”
But Ellen urged him to keep reading, and so he did.
“Day 7: I have come to realize that there is something different about this land. There is a darkness here that I have never encountered before. I suspect that there may be other creatures like me lurking in the shadows.”
Thomas and Ellen exchanged an uneasy glance.
“Day 19: I have made contact with a local vampire clan. They are young and inexperienced, but they have potential. I may be able to use them to help me achieve my goals.”
“Day 28: One of my minions has brought me news of a powerful vampire queen who was believed to have been destroyed centuries ago. Could it be her? The timing is too coincidental to ignore.”
Thomas paused, his heart racing. “This is it. This is what we were looking for. It’s all here.”
Ellen grabbed the book from him, scanning the pages quickly. “But what does it mean?”
Thomas took a deep breath. “It means that we can’t let our guard down. If there are other vampires out there, we need to be prepared. We need to be ready to fight.”
Ellen nodded, and they both fell silent again. Thomas couldn’t help but feel a sense of foreboding. It seemed that their adventure was far from over.
But as they sat there, holding onto each other, Thomas realized that he didn’t feel afraid anymore. He felt strong, and he knew that he and Ellen could handle whatever was thrown their way.
They had faced the darkness and emerged victorious. They were survivors, and nothing could change that.
Some scenes from the movie Nosferatu written by A.I.
Logline: When a real estate agent is summoned to sell a property to a mysterious Count in Transylvania, he discovers the true nature of his client and is forced to face a dark and dangerous world of vampires.
– Thomas Hutter: A sincere and hardworking real estate agent who is summoned to sell a property to Count Orlok in Transylvania.
– Ellen Hutter: Thomas’ loving wife, who is concerned for his safety when he sets out on the journey to Transylvania.
– Count Orlok: A mysterious and eerie character who summons Thomas to his castle in Transylvania. He is a vampire seeking a new home near Thomas and Ellen’s home.
Setting: Transylvania, Romania. The story takes place in the late 1800s.
INT. THOMAS HUTTER’S OFFICE – DAY
THOMAS HUTTER, a real estate agent in his early 30s, is sitting at his desk, going through some papers. A phone rings, and he answers it.
Hello, Hutter Real Estate.
VOICE ON PHONE
Mr. Hutter, this is Count Orlok. I’m interested in purchasing a property near your town. Can you come to Transylvania to finalize the sale?
Thomas is surprised by the request.
Transylvania? That’s quite far. Can’t we handle the negotiations over the phone?
COUNT ORLOK (V.O.)
It’s not possible. I need to see the property in person. I’ll send someone to pick you up.
Thomas agrees reluctantly and hangs up the phone. He looks worried.
EXT. VILLAGE ROAD – DAY
A carriage pulls up beside Thomas, who is standing on the side of the road. The driver is a strange-looking man with a menacing expression.
Are you Mr. Hutter?
Yes, I am.
I’m here to take you to Count Orlok’s castle.
Thomas gets into the carriage, which starts moving.
What have I gotten myself into?
Logline: A real estate agent travels to a remote castle in Transylvania to finalize a deal with a mysterious Count only to discover that the Count is a vampire seeking to buy a house near his own. The agent fights to escape the castle and save his wife from the vampiric threat.
Scene 2: The Castle
EXT. MOUNTAINOUS LANDSCAPE – DAY
Thomas Hutter arrives at the base of a long, winding road that leads up to the castle. He exits his horse-drawn carriage, and with trepidation, begins the ascent towards his destination.
INT. CASTLE LOBBY – DAY
Thomas enters the dark and foreboding lobby of Count Orlok’s castle. He looks around, taking in the eerie decor and the unsettling atmosphere. The Count enters from another room, his presence striking fear in Thomas.
Welcome, Mr. Hutter. I trust the journey was pleasant.
Uh, yes, Count. Thank you for receiving me.
It is my pleasure. Please, let us proceed to my study where we can finalize the deal.
The Count leads Thomas up a winding staircase and into his study.
INT. CASTLE STUDY – DAY
Thomas looks around the dimly lit room, uneasy at the strange artifacts that decorate the walls. The Count settles into his chair and motions Thomas to do the same.
So, Mr. Hutter, let us discuss the details of the house you are selling.
(clearing his throat)
Yes, of course. It’s a lovely property, perfect for a man of your stature.
I am glad to hear that. And what of the surrounding area? Is it a peaceful place to live?
Yes, it’s a quiet area, perfect for those seeking solitude.
Excellent. Solitude is what I seek.
The Count leans in closer to Thomas, his eyes piercing.
(lowering his voice)
Mr. Hutter, there is something I must confess to you.
Thomas tenses up, fearing the worst.
What is it, Count?
I am a vampire.
Thomas recoils in terror, realizing that he is in grave danger.
I… I must go! I cannot stay here any longer!
As you wish, Mr. Hutter. But I fear it may be too late.
Thomas turns to run, but the Count’s minions appear from the shadows, blocking his escape. Thomas is trapped, and his fate looks bleak.
Thomas Hutter – A timid real estate agent
Ellen Hutter – Thomas’ wife, an intuitive soul
Count Orlok – A mysterious, dark and eerie Count
Bela – Orlok’s loyal servant
Transylvania – The remote, isolated castle of Count Orlok
Thomas: (terrified) “What do you mean by a vampire? I don’t understand.”
Count Orlok: (sinister) “You are in the presence of the undead, Mr. Hutter. A creature that survives by feeding on the blood of the living.”
Ellen: (worried) “Thomas, we need to leave this place. We need to warn everyone of this monster nearby.”
Bela: (ominous) “You cannot leave, Mr. Hutter. The master requires your presence here.”
INT. COUNT ORLOK’S CASTLE – NIGHT
Thomas is sitting at a table with Count Orlok. Bela stands in the corner, watching them both.
Do not be afraid, Mr. Hutter. I assure you, your stay here will be brief.
What do you want from me? Why did you summon me to this place?
I require a house near yours. That is all.
(curious) Why do you need a house near mine?
(smiling) Because I wish to be closer to you and your lovely wife.
Thomas looks at Count Orlok in horror.
(surprised) My wife? What do you want with her?
(negative) That is none of your concern, Mr. Hutter. But I can assure you, she is safe… for now.
(off-screen) Thomas! Thomas, where are you?
Thomas jumps up from his seat and runs towards the door.
(terrified) Ellen! We need to leave. Now!
Count Orlok rises from his chair, blocking his way.
(calmly) I’m afraid I cannot allow that, Mr. Hutter. You see, I have revealed my true nature to you, and I cannot let you leave this place alive.
Bela steps forward, his eyes glowing red.
(smiling) And we always get what we want.
Thomas turns to face Bela, then runs for the door. Bela moves quickly and grabs him by the arm.
(laughing) You should have stayed put, Mr. Hutter!
Thomas struggles to escape, but Bela is too powerful. Count Orlok watches from the sidelines, a sinister smile on his face.
(screaming) Ellen! Ellen, run!
The screen fades to black as Bela and Thomas struggle in the dimly-lit room.
Thomas Hutter – A brave real estate agent
Count Orlok – A mysterious and eerie vampire with a thirst for blood
Ellen Hutter – The wife of Thomas, who is in grave danger
Setting: Transylvania, a remote castle in the mountains.
Thomas: “I need to get out of here, Ellen is in danger.”
Count Orlok: “You won’t escape me, Thomas. I have plans for you and your wife.”
Thomas: “I won’t let you harm her! I’ll do anything to save her.”
Thomas embarks on a journey to finalize the sale of a nearby house, but he is summoned by Count Orlok to his remote castle, where he discovers the Count’s true vampiric nature. Thomas struggles to escape the castle and warn his wife of the threat.
Thomas attempts to escape the castle but is pursued by the Count and his minions. He runs through the dark and eerie corridors, trying to find a way out. As he turns a corner, he bumps into one of the vampires, and they engage in a vicious fight. Thomas uses his wits and resourcefulness to fight off the vampire and continues his escape. The Count is alerted of his escape and sends more of his minions after Thomas. Thomas runs faster and faster, adrenaline pumping through his veins. As he reaches the courtyard, he sees the looming gate, and with one final burst of energy, he makes it out. He takes a moment to catch his breath and looks back at the castle, knowing that Ellen is still in danger. He must find a way to save her before it’s too late.
INT. THOMAS AND ELLEN’S HOME – DAY
Thomas bursts into the house, out of breath and panicked. Ellen looks up from her book, concerned.
We need to leave. Now.
What are you talking about?
Count Orlok – he’s a vampire. He’s after us. We have to get out of town.
Ellen looks skeptical, but Thomas’s fear is palpable.
Okay. Okay, let’s go.
Thomas grabs a suitcase and begins packing while Ellen gets their passports and cash from the safe.
EXT. THOMAS AND ELLEN’S HOME – DAY
As they load the car, Thomas glances around nervously. Suddenly, he sees the Count’s car approaching in the distance.
Ellen, get in the car. Hurry!
They jump into the car and speed away, but the Count is hot on their tail.
EXT. HIGHWAY – DAY
The car chase is intense, with the Count’s car weaving in and out of traffic, trying to catch up to Thomas and Ellen. They swerve to avoid the Count’s car, narrowly missing several collisions.
What are we going to do?
I have an idea.
EXT. ABANDONED FACTORY – DAY
Thomas drives the car into an abandoned factory, with the Count close behind. They park the car and make a run for it, hoping to lose the Count in the maze-like structure of the factory.
INT. ABANDONED FACTORY – DAY
The factory is spooky and dark, with debris scattered everywhere. Thomas and Ellen run through the corridors, trying to find a way out.
Suddenly, they hear a loud noise behind them. They turn to see the Count, fangs bared, chasing after them.
Ellen takes off in one direction while Thomas leads the Count in another, hoping to divert his attention. They play a cat-and-mouse game through the factory, with the Count always one step behind.
Finally, Thomas leads the Count to a dead end in the factory. He turns to face the vampire, ready for a final showdown.
This ends now.
The Count lunges at Thomas, but Thomas is ready. He pulls out a wooden stake and plunges it into the Count’s heart.
The Count writhes in pain and then falls to the ground, dead.
Ellen rushes over to Thomas, tears in her eyes.
We did it. We’re safe.
For now. But we have to get out of here. Let’s go.
They walk off into the sunset, ready to face whatever supernatural horrors may come their way.
EXT. HUTTER’S HOUSE – NIGHT
Thomas and Ellen have barricaded themselves inside their house. The windows and doors are boarded up, and they have weapons at the ready.
What do we do now?
Suddenly, a loud knocking is heard at the door.
COUNT ORLOK (O.S.)
Thomas…let me in.
Thomas and Ellen look at each other, fear in their eyes.
Stay here. I’ll handle this.
Thomas approaches the door, weapon in hand, and slowly removes the barricade.
COUNT ORLOK (O.S.)
Very good, Thomas. You’ve made the right choice. Now let me in.
Thomas takes a deep breath and swings the door open, revealing the Count and his minions.
(brandishing his weapon)
I’m not afraid of you.
You should be, Thomas. You should be.
A fierce battle ensues, with Thomas and Ellen fighting back against the Count and his minions. They use every weapon they have, but the vampires are relentless.
Suddenly, Ellen is taken by one of the minions and dragged outside.
Thomas charges after the minion and retrieves his wife. They flee back into the house, leaving the Count and his minions outside.
COUNT ORLOK (O.S.)
This isn’t over, Thomas! I will have your blood!
Thomas and Ellen huddle together, panting and sweating.
What are we going to do?
We have to keep fighting. We can’t let him win.
FADE TO BLACK.