[00:23.876]A few years later, an author of sea-novels entered Raynham's dominion.
[00:33.300]Captain Murryat chose to spend his night.
[00:38.326]In the room where the poltergeist most frequently arrived.
[01:02.326]There hung a portrait, a sketch drawn of a lady.
[01:07.350]It was the face of something dark still wandering this place.
[01:39.350]Is it for real?... I must reveal if these grim hauntings are
[01:43.726]the result of thieves and local smugglers.
[02:07.526]On this dreary night he went to sleep, guided be two friends and candlelight.
[02:13.326]All at once they froze...!
[02:17.226]Suddenly
[02:19.026]they confronted the cursed lady.
[02:20.650]She came forth like freezing winds from north.
[02:22.526]No ghastly dream... The Brown Countess existed for real.
[02:30.476]The armed captain pointed his gun and looses of a shot...!
[02:34.326]The bullet passed straight through the fearsome shade.
[02:37.500]Became lodged in the wall. This thing was not meant to fall.
[03:39.798]No single cry, no wounds no blood... It should have died.
[03:44.548]This unreal form dwells outside heavenly light.
[04:08.222]Carrying a lantern.
[04:10.798]Gliding past the walls where her soul became enthralled.
[04:13.998]Fear replaced...
[04:15.448]skepticism.
[04:18.348]At last the shade turned and grinned in a diabolical way.
[04:23.098]Right before... she vanished.