So, as some of you know, I've been working on this fanfiction for a while called Coast to Coast with Daphne Blake, about what would happen if the gang never got back together after Zombie Island from Daphne's point of view. If you missed the first two parts I wrote, you can read them here. Over the past month, I wrote the third part of this story, featuring Daphne visiting Transylvania to get footage of Dracula's castle for her TV show. Any feedback in the comments section, good or bad, is appreciated! Enjoy :)
“And that’s it for this week’s Coast to Coast guys!” Daphne announced to her viewers cheerfully. “Don’t forget, next week is our 2nd annual Halloween special!”
She signaled to the cameraman to turn off the camera.
Daphne felt a happiness that she hadn’t felt with her last two shows; she couldn’t decide if it was because she was going to Transylvania tomorrow night or if it was because her last show went so well. Either way, she loved the feeling and it was the best she had felt in a while.
Daphne took off her jacket as she opened the creaky front door. As she got in her bedroom, she looked at the enormous amount of clothes and all the numerous different combinations she could wear them in to Transylvania. After a long day of work, even Daphne was too tired to think about these things. With a sigh, she quickly changed into sweatpants and a tank top and collapsed on her bed.
Even though she had slept for a full hour, it felt like only seconds after when the doorbell rang. Daphne groggily slipped a sweatshirt over her head as she walked to the door. “Jeepers, who is it now?” Daphne sleepily mumbled.
“Surprise!” Shaggy and Scooby yelled in tandem.
“Like, we wanted to do something special since you’re gone until the 1st.” Shaggy smiled.
“Thanks guys, but I’m really ti -” Daphne only partly got her thought out before Shaggy interrupted.
“No, we insist, we brought 3 cakes and everything.” Shaggy revealed the party hats and cake in his hand, while Scooby held the presents.
“Three cakes?” Daphne asked quizzically.
“Like, Scooby and I each eat a whole cake, so we figured you’d want some too.”
Daphne couldn’t help but laugh at Shaggy and Scooby’s obsession with food. “I couldn’t eat another bite guys, I’m just really ex -”
“We know, you’re just really excited to see us.”
Daphne quickly straightened out her hair with her hands, as she realized it was messy from lying down. She was nearly exhausted to tears, but she realized Shaggy and Scooby were trying hard to make her feel special, so she finally gave in and decided to eat a piece of cake. Shaggy cut her a piece from the cake, and she began eating the slice.
“I thought you said there were three cakes, so where’s the other two?” Daphne questioned
“Scooby!” Shaggy yelled, as Scooby shoved both cakes in his mouth. “Now I don’t get any!”
“You can have mine,” Daphne offered, “I can never eat all this anyway.”
As fast as she offered, Shaggy shoved the rest of Daphne’s cake down his throat.
Daphne laughed out loud. “There are times like this where I miss solving mysteries.” She reminisced.
Daphne woke up the next morning to a loud buzzing in her room. It was strange, she felt exhausted, but yet excited to go to Transylvania today. She quickly finished packing and went into her car, heading towards the airport.
Daphne slept most of the plane ride, she only woke up when she heard the pilot loudly announce that they were arriving in Transylvania momentarily.
It was nine at night in Transylvania when she arrived, and the view as Daphne was leaving the airport was spectacular. Her bright red hair blew as the wind gusted, and she pulled her sweatshirt tightly around her body because of the chill. Her heels clicked all the way down the sidewalk as she hustled to the train station. Because she was a famous TV star, Daphne got the all-expenses paid VIP tour around Transylvania. The train was set to pick her up at 9:30 sharp, where she was then to go to Dracula’s castle.
Someone put their arm on Daphne’s shoulder, “Exxxcuse me miss!”
Daphne let out a high-pitched scream.
“Don’t be alarmed, it’s only me, Igor the conductor.” Igor cackled after he finished his sentence.
Igor was a short man, who had a hunched back, and a big, creepy-looking smile.
“Oh,” Daphne tried to catch her breath, “I thought you were something else.” She still felt a little uneasy about his sinister appearance. She hopped in the train, which was decorated for the Halloween season.
“So, what’s the itinerary for tonight?” Daphne asked curiously.
“I’ll show you to your room, and you have the night to unpack.” Igor informed.
Daphne was glad there was nothing to do tonight, she needed the night to unwind.
Igor quickly drove through the area up towards Dracula’s castle.
“Beautiful castle!” Daphne said in awe.
“You wouldn’t say that if you knew the legend…”
“500 years ago tonight, Count Dracula fell into a deep sleep, and vowed to wake up tonight at the full moon.”
“You know that’s not real, right.”
“Oh, you’ll see.” Igor chuckled maniacally, making Daphne slightly nervous.
“Here’s your room, Ms. Blake” Igor said, in his nasally, unnerving voice.
“Thanks Igor!” Daphne said perkily.
“See you in the morning, that is, if you make it until then.” Igor walked down the hall, cackling to himself.
Daphne quickly unpacked her things and put on something to sleep in. She adjusted the covers rapidly and curled up into a cozy position in bed.
Daphne woke up near ten the next morning, taking the covers off of herself with a yawn. Stretching her arms back, she got out of bed and adjusted her hair so it was suitable for breakfast. She quick put on some makeup and put a grey sweatshirt given to her by the TV station over her tank top. As she groggily walked down the stairs, she said good morning to a few of her fellow tourists with a smile as she headed towards the breakfast table.
The day went quick, volunteering at the town’s Halloween Week celebration booths. It was funner than she expected, helping the kids carve pumpkins and other various activities to celebrate the holiday. She was more excited about the night, because she was going to get a chance to investigate some of the paranormal rumors of the famous Count Dracula in the castle. As the night at the Halloween Carnival went on, it got colder and colder, and Daphne thought she was going to freeze to death in the chill night air. Just as it got unbearable, the tour director, John Spilka, announced over the walkie-talkie system that the train was here to take Daphne back to the castle. Daphne shivered as she pulled her sweatshirt around her body walking onto the train. At that moment, she noticed Igor, who was driving the train yet again.
“Hey Igor, what’s up?” she asked cheerily.
“Your time is up, if you go back into that castle!” Igor yelled ominously.
“Look, I know they hired you to be all scary for the tourists, but can we please cut the crap and have a normal conversation?”
“I was serious! Dracula is awake from his 500 year slumber, I saw him roaming the castle halls last night!”
Daphne rolled her eyes.
Igor’s voice suddenly turned from raspy and scary into a normal man’s voice.
“Look, I’m not really Igor.”
“Aha, now we’re getting somewhere” Daphne smiled.
“I’m Agent Ethan Gorr, from the Transylvania Police Department. I was sent here on an assignment to investigate some eerie disappearances in that castle.”
“So you think there’s some weird axe-murderer down there killing people?”
“No, my research has led me to believe that there are supernatural creatures at work here. I’ve seen some weird things in there - secret passages, doors slamming by themselves, and some strange electrical noises in the basement at night.”
“So why dress up as Igor, why not just say you’re an agent investigating this case?”
“These are supernatural forces, not humans. We don’t know who to trust, one of them could be working for Dracula.”
“Wait, Dracula? You mean you really believe in that children’s nonsense?” Daphne asked.
“Like I’ve said, I’ve seen him, but he’s never seen me. Wait, aren’t you investigating because you think there’s some creature hiding in there?”
“I’ve met real ghosts, zombies, and even cat creatures before. This place just seems intentionally designed to scare children, not real scary. Everywhere I’ve investigated before has always had a weird, paranormal vibe. This just seems kiddy and ridiculous.”
“Look, if you want to go wandering that castle alone at night, be my guest. Don’t blame me if you die.”
Daphne went down into the cold, dark cellar by herself to investigate the claims made by the agent, even though she doubted the existence of the thing she was searching for. As she walked down the cold basement hallway, she saw and heard nothing out of the ordinary, until a loud electrical sound zapped down the hallway. As she inched closer to the door where the electrical surge came from, Daphne glanced above herself to see a light buzzing on and off. She made a sigh of relief that there was no danger, until she saw the tall dark figure under the light. As the light flashed on, it revealed a horrible, gruesome figure with a pale green face that had numerous scars. There were huge, grey bolts through his monstrous head. Daphne shouted in terror, and ran up the stairs as the horrible figure began chasing her. As she burst up the staircase, the huge figure slowly followed her. She attempted to pull on the door leading to upstairs, the lock wouldn’t budge as she frantically tugged at it. Feeling a sudden need to stop for a few seconds while she caught her breath, she leaned against the wall, causing the wall to spin around back into the hallway near her room. Daphne breathed heavily from tiredness and terror while walking back into her room. She was so freaked out by the giant monster, she jumped in her bed and pulled the covers over her head without getting ready for bed or changing into her sleep clothes. As she shivered in the bed, the realization hit her that the ghostly figure she had seen was Frankenstein. Aha, she thought in her head, that must have been what the electrical noise was. He must have been...brought back from the dead. The fact hit her like a rock, that there actually was a real monster running around the castle at night. And what if it found her in her room? Daphne had to push the thought out of her head if she was ever going to get any sleep for the long day ahead tomorrow.
Daphne couldn’t stay asleep for the full night, even reading, which usually immediately put her to sleep, wasn’t helping push away the thoughts that she may be harmed or even killed by the hideous creature, roaming somewhere in the castle halls.
“This vay, Frankenstein, let’s see if the snooper is in this room” said a creepy, raspy voice.
Her heart was pounding, and blood was rushing to her head, as she hid her body under the covers, trying to make it as flat as possible to avoid being seen.
Footsteps came into the room, followed by a deep voice saying, “not in here, master.”
“Good, then ve vill see vhere else the intruder may have vandered.”
The footsteps slowly got fainter and fainter, as Daphne let out a huge exhaling sigh. She knew she couldn’t just sit in that room waiting for the creatures to attack her, so she quickly changed into a green Coast to Coast t-shirt and some light grey yoga pants, and slipped out of the room to warn the other fellow tourists.
As she reached for the first door next to her room, she slowly opened it and peered around the door.
“Hello?” Daphne whispered.
No one was there.
Odd, Daphne thought, I heard them all come back an hour ago.
Daphne carefully checked the other rooms, finding no one, to her dismay.
How is that possible?, she thought.
Daphne knew the only thing left to do was to get out of the castle before she too disappeared like the rest of the tourists.
To avoid attracting unwanted attention to herself, Daphne slowly sneaked down to the main castle entrance, making her steps as carefully as possible. As she arrived at the front door, a quick pull of the knob let her know that there was no way out. About to turn around, she saw a large shadow clouding her view. Painfully, she spun around, only to find Count Dracula, who had his arms extended and fangs pointed towards her throat. She opened her mouth to scream, but she was so scared that all the sound seemed to disappear from her mouth. In the spur of the moment, she quickly shuffled around the corner and ran down the steps. As she ducked around numerous corners, she had to stop for a brief second to catch her breath. She put her hand up to her heart, and could feel the pounding of it through her thick sweatshirt. She was so frightened, she cupped her hands around her mouth to avoid letting the scream be heard. Although her immediate response was to curl up into a ball to shield herself from the terrifying surroundings, she knew she had to run as she heard footsteps coming down the dark hallway. The footsteps slowly got closer and closer, even though she was running as fast as humanly possible. Her heart nearly stopped when she felt a cold, clammy hand on her shoulder.
“Daphne!” the voice said.
Daphne turned around to see Agent Gorr, who looked almost as terrified as she did.
“Thank god you’re here!” she whispered.
“You’ve seen them too?” Ethan asked her.
“Yes, I nearly didn’t get away.”
“Well, follow me, I’ve been investigating here for a while, so I know all the secret passages that’ll get us out of here so you can get your film of Dracula back to your show safely.”
Daphne had been so scared, she had completely forgot to film anything past where Dracula nearly got her. She quickly turned it back on, and put her camera strap so the camera faced behind them, to catch whatever may be chasing them.
“Don’t look now, but I think we have company.” Ethan gulped.
Frankenstein let out a loud roar, as he reached his hands around the two humans. As he attempted to grab them, both of them ran as quick as they could around the hallway into a large room.
“Where are we?” Daphne whispered.
“In the ballroom. Now if we can get on the other side, there’s a secret passage that I found that will lead us out of this basement before..”
“You vill not escape!” Dracula shouted.
“Other way other way other way!” Daphne repeatedly yelled at Ethan.
“Oh, really? I was thinking about running up to Dracula and giving him a hug.” Agent Gorr said sarcastically.
Daphne rolled her eyes.
“Any other secret passages around?” she asked.
“Yes, but we’ll have to go back where we first met up and go the opposite direction.”
Daphne felt a tingling of fear inside her stomach as she heard loud footsteps behind her. Her instincts told her to look back to see what might be chasing her, but she immediately voided the idea, telling herself she would watch the film once she was back in the studio.
As they nearly made it to the other side of the basement, the footsteps behind them were getting louder.
“Here we are.” Ethan whispered quietly.
“But...this is just a statue.” Daphne pointed out.
Ethan quickly pressed a button and the statue split in half, revealing a secret staircase leading back upstairs. Daphne suddenly felt some relief, until she checked behind her and saw Dracula and Frankenstein nearly had caught up to them.
“Quick, up the stairs!” Daphne yelled, as Ethan pressed a button inside the staircase, closing the gap in the statue. She could hear what she presumed to be Frankenstein, pounding on the now-closed statue, trying to get in.
“Now, up the other staircase!” Ethan yelled.
“But...this will lead us back to our bedrooms. That’s not going to help us escape.”
“Yes, it will, just come on.” Ethan urged.
As they opened the door to Daphne’s room, clothes were thrown everywhere and the room was a complete mess.
“Someone must have been looking for something in your suitcase.” Ethan guessed.
“Umm...that was me” Daphne smiled sheepishly, as she picked up a pair of purple and pink striped socks off of a chair.
She began picking up all of the clothes off of the floor, when Ethan interjected “Shouldn’t we be trying to escape? You can buy new clothes at home.”
“Aww..but I love this shirt!” Daphne showed him a white cotton blouse with a pink peace sign in the middle.
“I think getting out alive is more important.” Ethan said, as he noticed an open window blowing a breeze into her room. “This is at least a fifty foot drop, but that long vine looks like it’s thick enough for you to crawl out on it. So let’s start….oh come on!” he shouted, as Daphne was thoughtfully folding up a pair of jeans into her suitcase. “Get out on that vine, unless you want Dracula to kill you!”
“Okay, okay, boys are so pushy when it comes to fashion.” Daphne snarked at him, causing Ethan to roll his eyes.
Daphne began to get closer to the ground, and she could begin to make out the surroundings.
“Up up!” Daphne suddenly yelled, unable to form a full sentence in the heat of the moment.
As Ethan pulled the vine up, he stared at Daphne, waiting for an explanation.
“There was a huge lake down there!”
“Well, why didn’t you swim?”
“I can’t swim very well...besides I can’t stand the feeling of water on my skin.”
Ethan rolled his eyes, “Well, can you stand the feeling of being brutally murdered by horrible monsters?” Daphne was about to come up with a comeback, when Frankenstein pounded down her bedroom door.
“Now, you are finished! No vay to escape!” Dracula grinned.
Ethan quick ran into the closet and pressed another button, revealing an opening with a huge pole. Daphne quick followed him down the pole.
“Where are we now?” Daphne groaned.
“Back in the basement.”
“Why’d you bring us back here? Now we’re back where we started!”
“Well, maybe if someone wouldn’t have been so worried about her luggage, we would have had more time to figure a way out!”
“I already said I’m sorry!”
“This is no time for an argument,” Ethan whispered, “Look, we’re in Dracula’s crypt.”
“Look, there’s a window over there! That’s our way out!”
“Your way out.” Ethan corrected.
“Wait, you’re not coming with me?” Daphne said, with a bit of sadness in her voice.
“No. I was hired to investigate what’s going on in the castle, and I haven’t finished my investigation yet.”
“No time for idle conversation, if you don’t leave now, you may not be able to.”
“Well, thanks for everything Ethan. Good luck!” Daphne yelled as she was climbing out the window.
As she looked back, she saw Dracula sliding down the pole, and Ethan running down another hallway.”
Even though they had argued a lot, Daphne still felt a bit of emptiness since she was leaving the person who saved her behind to certain doom.
Daphne walked out of the castle gates, she looked behind her one last time at the castle, and then up at the moon, wondering what would become of Agent Ethan Gorr as she walked to the train station, hoping to find a train headed for home.