Obi-Wan Kenobi, Anakin Skywalker, and Ashoka Tano made their way through the village and found the priest. They described Dooku to him and were led to the house.
"Those are Dooku's clothes," Ashoka said.
"Yes. The poor man won't even look at them," the nun said.
Dooku looked up when the door opened.
Obi-Wan, Anakin, and Ashoka jumped at the scream that came from the Count, who leaped back, grabbing the cross necklace.
"Get away! You wear his color! Get away!" he cried at Anakin.
"Black. You wear black, young man. Wait outside."
Anakin and Ashoka went out to help the nun.
"You're safe, Tyln. It's all right. He's gone," the priest soothed.
Obi-Wan approached the trembling Sith Lord.
"Dooku?"
"Don't go to the castle, Kenobi. He's a demon."
"Who?"
The terror in Dooku's eyes shook Obi-Wan to his very core.
"Dracula."
"You should go, he's in no condition to talk to what happened."
Obi-Wan nodded and went back to Anakin and Ashoka.
"Well."
"Whatever happened to Dooku in that old castle had traumatized him for life. He's terrified."
"We noticed. He freaked out just 'cause I'm wearing black."
The nun came over.
"Black is the color of Count Dracula."
"Dooku said his name. Who is he?"
The nun shook her head.
"Not who. What?"
"Dooku called him a demon. Is that what he is?"
"To us. He's a vampire, and looks a lot like Tyln. He drinks fresh, human blood to survive and never stays dead for too long. He's a curse, a monster, and a demon."
The Jedi exchanged glances.
"If he can do that to Count Dooku he must be terrifying," Obi-Wan said.
"I didn't anything could frighten Dooku, let alone traumatize him."
"Me neither, Snips," Anakin agreed.
Obi-Wan frowned.
"Lets report back to the Council and then see if we can do anything for Dooku. He may be our enemy, but I don't have the heart to leave him as he is."
