INT. NYAX/CORRIDOR
The Force Hound walks along the corridor at a quick pace, his aquamarine robes billowing up behind him as he hurries toward his destination.
INT. NYAX/SICK BAY
Within the sick bay, Ben lies prone in a hospital bed surrounded by a pair of medical droids who are busy examining his readings. Standing off to the side, looking out of place in this clean, white environment, is the Mandalorian dungeon master.
The door leading into the sick bay slides open, and the Force Hound steps inside. As the Force-using Mandalorian approaches Ben's bed, the dungeon master turns to face his lord.
FORCE HOUND: What happened to him?
DUNGEON MASTER: He had such a bad reaction to the visions he experienced in the coffin that he fell into a catatonic shock. (beat) I'm amazed this happened, to be honest -- I've seen latents and novices who've come out in better condition.
FORCE HOUND: (angry) Amazed?
Reaching out with the Force, the Force Hound begins to strangle the dungeon master. Choking, the professional torturer falls to his knees, clawing at his throat.
FORCE HOUND: (vehement) Your duty on this ship is to break the new recruits, not to carry out another one of those twisted experiments you and the rest of your sick kind performed during the First Clone War.
The dungeon master collapses on his hands, wheezing horribly.
FORCE HOUND: (cont'd) If this Jedi suffers any permanent damage from what you've done to him, I swear you'll suffer a fate worse than those you've inflicted upon your many subjects, my dear Doctor.
The Force Hound releases his grip, and the dungeon master collapses to the deck completely. Sucking in big, heavy gulps of air, he begins coughing violently.
FORCE HOUND: Get out of my sight.
Continuing to cough, the dungeon master climbs to his feet and hurries out of the sick bay with all the grace of a dog who has been kicked multiple times in the ribs.
Once the dungeon master is gone, the Force Hound turns toward Obi-Wan laid out on the bed; the Jedi's body twitches fitfully, his eyes staring unblinkingly at nothing.
FORCE HOUND: (to the medical droids) Leave us.
With unquestioning obedience, the two droids leave the bed of the young Jedi knight to attend to duties elsewhere. Stepping up to the prone form of Obi-Wan Kenobi, the Force Hound reaches out to him, placing his hand on the young man's forehead.
INT. SWAMP PLANET - CAVE (DREAMSCAPE)
A six-year-old Obi-Wan sits within the dark depths of the cave, huddled up against a vine-covered stone wall with his knees drawn up into his chest; cold and wet, he flinches with absolute terror at every nightmarish sound or shape that moves throughout the dark cave.
Suddenly, a yellow glow comes to life behind the young boy. Spinning around, he watches as a silhouetted humanoid figure steps out of the light towards him.
SIX-YEAR-OLD OBI-WAN: Leave me alone!
SILHOUETTED FIGURE: It's alright. I'm not here to hurt you.
SIX-YEAR-OLD OBI-WAN: You're lying! You're another monster! Another part of the darkness! Go away!
SILHOUETTED FIGURE: I'm not part of the darkness, child.
With a bright flash of light, the figure is illuminated by an inner glow, revealing his features. The figure is a tall human male adorned in the charcoal-and-black garb of a Coruscanti Jedi knight; his eyes and smile are both warm and friendly.
SIX-YEAR-OLD OBI-WAN: Who are you?
SILHOUETTED FIGURE: (crouches down beside Ben) My name is Pre. I'm a Jedi Knight. I'm here to take you out of this place.
SIX-YEAR-OLD OBI-WAN: (crying) You can't. It's too strong.
PRE (SILHOUETTED FIGURE): What's too strong?
SIX-YEAR-OLD OBI-WAN: The darkness. It destroys everything ... everything.
PRE: (places a hand on Obi-Wan's shoulder) No, it doesn't. Not if you don't let it.
SIX-YEAR-OLD OBI-WAN: It's taken friends and family from me. How can I believe you?
PRE: Have faith in me, Ben Kenobi.
Standing up, the Jedi knight simply named Pre offers the young Ben his open hand.
PRE: (cont'd) Please -- trust me.
Wiping tears from his eyes, Ben tentatively takes Pre's proffered hand. Gently pulling the boy to his feet, the Jedi draws his lightsaber out with his other hand. Engaging the exotic white blade with its pure black core, the Jedi holds it up before him.
SIX-YEAR-OLD OBI-WAN: I'm afraid.
PRE: There's nothing out there but shadows, Ben. We can beat them back together.
With his white-black lightsaber held out before him like a torch against the darkness, the Jedi leads the young boy out of the pitch black cave into the bright yellow glow. Together, they disappear into it.
INT. NYAX/SICK BAY
Obi-Wan bolts upright in his bed, breathing heavily. Turning around, he finds himself looking into the visor of the Force Hound's polished helmet.
OBI-WAN: You!
FORCE HOUND: Welcome back, Obi-Wan Kenobi.
OBI-WAN: You pulled me out -- why?
FORCE HOUND: Because you don't deserve to be trapped in the darkness of your own mind.
Just as Ben prepares to make a move against the Force Hound, the Mandalorian quickly brings out a filled hypo-syringe. Burying it in Obi-Wan's neck, he injects the full contents into his bloodstream. Wracked with sudden numbness, the Jedi begins to sink back into his bed.
FORCE HOUND: Don't worry, Jedi. This one is a simple sedative, nothing more.
OBI-WAN: Who ... are you?
FORCE HOUND: My compatriots know me as the Force Hound. (removes his helmet) But you may know me by the name my parents gave me.
His helmet removed, we can see that the Force Hound is none other than Pre, the Jedi knight who escorted Ben out of his black dreamscape. He is older than his dream counterpart, though, his face gaunt and tired; he is a man who has witnessed too much evil in his lifetime and, as a result, has come out emotionally and spiritually scarred.
FORCE HOUND: (cont'd) My name is Pre Vizsla.
Losing all his consciousness, Ben's eyes close. Pre Vizsla, his sad face pale under the bright light of the sick bay, turns to leave the Jedi to his slumber.
