Answer:
One pace to the north. Two paces to the east. Two paces to the south. Two paces to the west. One pace to the north.
I start new then become old. Start clean but be one dirty. I usually start big then become little.
I am a type of animal that hang out in the mist
What can you catch but not throw?
As I went over London Bridge I met my sister Jenny; I broke her neck and drank her blood and left her standing empty.
A doctor might remove one from the neck of a Dracula victim.