#in which Dracula experiences the confusion and mild alarm of a new cat owner discovering just how few laws of physics said cat obeys

[see-arcane]

Dracula: Okay, the doors are locked. The windows facing anything other than the sheer drop of a cliff face are barred. There’s no possible way my good cat friend Jonathan Harker will ever get out. Excellent. Now to take a well-earned corpse nap.

-One Dawn Later-

Jonathan, after scaling a vertical castle wall to sneak into the chapel vault and stare at Dracula in his box: 👁👁

Dracula: ...how the fuck