CHAPTER VII
LOG OF THE “DEMETER.”
2 August, midnight.—Woke up from few minutes’ sleep by hearing a cry, seemingly outside my port. Could see nothing in fog. Rushed on deck, and ran against mate. Tells me heard cry and ran, but no sign of man on watch. One more gone. Lord, help us! Mate says we must be past Straits of Dover, as in a moment of fog lifting he saw North Foreland, just as he heard the man cry out. If so we are now off in the North Sea, and only God can guide us in the fog, which seems to move with us; and God seems to have deserted us.
I kinda wanna see this movie. Definitely has to be a movie, rather than a book, to get the real impact of the sailor’s prayers and the visual change to the gentleman.
Oh yeah gotta be visual. There’s a scene I got in mind where they Spartans are fighting slow-motion Zack Snyder style, then Dracula comes on the scene but he’s fighting at regular speed (not slow motion). And there are flashbacks to each of the Spartans to what they do in day life when not cosplaying, like a couple are architects and some are engineers; they get past the speed disparity by setting traps during the daytime. There’s a scene towards the end where they’re all in a circle facing out with spears/stakes drawn, when Dracula magickally appears in the middle of the circle and is like: I don’t always just eat people, you know… sometimes I hire them if I think they’re more valuable that way…