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No one can conceive the anguish I suffered during the remainder

of the night, which I spent, cold and wet, in the open air. But I

did not feel the inconvenience of the weather; my imagination was

busy in scenes of evil and despair. I considered the being whom I

had cast among mankind, and endowed with the will and power to

effect purposes of horror, such as the deed which he had now

done, nearly in the light of my own vampire, my own spirit let

loose from the grave, and forced to destroy all that was dear to

me.