It was the darkest night in old familiar territory. These were no doubt Transylvanian lands. The air, the forests, the sky, it all held the same feel as it did before... and yet, something was different. The time, perhaps... Alucard was accustomed to paranormal activity, yet the idea of traveling through time was one he never entirely took into consideration. The Transylvania from before felt more natural, but now... there was the foul stench of pollution and large civilizations.
Much had changed, hadn't it? It became more apparant as he neared the final acres of forests and found himself gazing upon Bran Castle. It was far in the distance, too small for a human eye, yet Alucard could see it clearly. Before the castle was the town of Brasov... only it was entirely different.
"What has happened...." he whispered to himself, then lowered his eyes onto the town's strange dwellings and winding roads. "........How much has changed......?"
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