Scene VI
Carmilla is laying in her room, the most stately room in the schloss, surrounded by candles. She is clothed in silk, and the room is filled with candles.
Servant: (offstage) Laura is here to see you, as you requested.(Laura enters and looks at Carmilla before recoiling. After a little while, she regains herself.)
Carmilla: How interesting! Twelve years ago I saw you in a dream. One of those dreams that is so realistic that you almost believe it was a real memory. It’s haunted me since, and I can’t help but to feel that I must have met you before, but it’s impossible.
Laura: (a little dumbfounded) Yes, it’s very interesting, but even more bizarre, I, too, had a dream, maybe even a vision, of you. I couldn’t forget your face, and everyday, I remember my dream. (awkward pause between both) Well, welcome to our house. Although I know your circumstance of arrival are unfortunate, it really is a pleasure to have you here. I hope you enjoy your stay. (walks beside Carmilla’s bedside) It was a particular pleasure to me, since someone I really wished to meet died. (She offers Carmilla her hand) It came as a complete surprise. (Carmilla surprises Laura, by laying her hand over Laura’s. She looks quickly into Laura’s eyes and blushes.)
Carmilla: I really do appreciate your hospitality, and you and your family’s kindness. It’s a privilege to stay in such a lovely house full of lovely people. It’s odd that we both dreamed of each other so vividly and at the age that we are now. We had these dreams in childhood, so why did your face look the way it does now? I remember, when I was six years old, awaking from a dream to a room, unlike my own. The beds, I thought, were all empty, so I wandered about the room, investigating every tapestry and iron candlestick. Wishing to avoid rippling the surface of bed sheets pulled taut, I crept under one of the beds in hope of reaching one of the windows. When I was still upon my knees, my heart jumped at the sound of crying and I looked around the room when I saw you. You, as you are now, a beautiful young woman, with golden hair and large blue eyes, and such soft lips. Your lips. I must say your looks overtook me, so I crawled beside you and cloaked my arms over your warm body. I thought we had fallen asleep, when you screamed. I was terrified and crawled back beneath the bed. I thought I had fainted, but when I awoke I was home.
Laura: It so bizarre. My dream shared the same qualities, the only difference was that I was seeing you, and you saw me. I remember your arms around me, and how you hid beneath the bed. The only difference was that my nursery maid died that night.
Carmilla: Oddly enough, there are so many similarities between are dreams, but I don’t remember that. I don’t know whether or not either of us should be afraid of the other. If you weren’t as pretty, I think I should certainly afraid of you, but the two of us being so young, I only feel as though I’ve already met you. It seems we were destined to meet. I wonder if you’re as drawn to me as I am to you. I’ve never had a friend before, am I to have one now? (Carmilla seems to exhaust, and covers her mouth and yawns)
Laura: I really should let you be going to bed now. I think my father would be upset with me pestering you so much when you are sick. Also, the doctor thinks that you should have a maid stay with you.
Carmilla: Don’t worry about speaking with me, I really did enjoy it, and I think I’ll pass on having a maid stay with me. I don’t think I could ever fall asleep with a caretaker in the room. I will confess, our house was robbed once, and two servants were gruesomely murdered, so I always lock my door. It’s become quite a habit now. If you’d allow it, I would much prefer to lock my door at night. (pulling Laura in) Good night, darling.
Laura: (a little flustered, but flattered) Good night, my dear friend.
Carmilla is laying in her room, the most stately room in the schloss, surrounded by candles. She is clothed in silk, and the room is filled with candles.
Servant: (offstage) Laura is here to see you, as you requested.(Laura enters and looks at Carmilla before recoiling. After a little while, she regains herself.)
Carmilla: How interesting! Twelve years ago I saw you in a dream. One of those dreams that is so realistic that you almost believe it was a real memory. It’s haunted me since, and I can’t help but to feel that I must have met you before, but it’s impossible.
Laura: (a little dumbfounded) Yes, it’s very interesting, but even more bizarre, I, too, had a dream, maybe even a vision, of you. I couldn’t forget your face, and everyday, I remember my dream. (awkward pause between both) Well, welcome to our house. Although I know your circumstance of arrival are unfortunate, it really is a pleasure to have you here. I hope you enjoy your stay. (walks beside Carmilla’s bedside) It was a particular pleasure to me, since someone I really wished to meet died. (She offers Carmilla her hand) It came as a complete surprise. (Carmilla surprises Laura, by laying her hand over Laura’s. She looks quickly into Laura’s eyes and blushes.)
Carmilla: I really do appreciate your hospitality, and you and your family’s kindness. It’s a privilege to stay in such a lovely house full of lovely people. It’s odd that we both dreamed of each other so vividly and at the age that we are now. We had these dreams in childhood, so why did your face look the way it does now? I remember, when I was six years old, awaking from a dream to a room, unlike my own. The beds, I thought, were all empty, so I wandered about the room, investigating every tapestry and iron candlestick. Wishing to avoid rippling the surface of bed sheets pulled taut, I crept under one of the beds in hope of reaching one of the windows. When I was still upon my knees, my heart jumped at the sound of crying and I looked around the room when I saw you. You, as you are now, a beautiful young woman, with golden hair and large blue eyes, and such soft lips. Your lips. I must say your looks overtook me, so I crawled beside you and cloaked my arms over your warm body. I thought we had fallen asleep, when you screamed. I was terrified and crawled back beneath the bed. I thought I had fainted, but when I awoke I was home.
Laura: It so bizarre. My dream shared the same qualities, the only difference was that I was seeing you, and you saw me. I remember your arms around me, and how you hid beneath the bed. The only difference was that my nursery maid died that night.
Carmilla: Oddly enough, there are so many similarities between are dreams, but I don’t remember that. I don’t know whether or not either of us should be afraid of the other. If you weren’t as pretty, I think I should certainly afraid of you, but the two of us being so young, I only feel as though I’ve already met you. It seems we were destined to meet. I wonder if you’re as drawn to me as I am to you. I’ve never had a friend before, am I to have one now? (Carmilla seems to exhaust, and covers her mouth and yawns)
Laura: I really should let you be going to bed now. I think my father would be upset with me pestering you so much when you are sick. Also, the doctor thinks that you should have a maid stay with you.
Carmilla: Don’t worry about speaking with me, I really did enjoy it, and I think I’ll pass on having a maid stay with me. I don’t think I could ever fall asleep with a caretaker in the room. I will confess, our house was robbed once, and two servants were gruesomely murdered, so I always lock my door. It’s become quite a habit now. If you’d allow it, I would much prefer to lock my door at night. (pulling Laura in) Good night, darling.
Laura: (a little flustered, but flattered) Good night, my dear friend.