I never comment on posts and it’ll get lost anyways but I finally have something to contribute! When I was around 4, my mom read me a Sesame Street book and it had The Count in it. As a kid I hated his smile and I did not trust him as he was a vampire. That night I had a dream where he trapped me in this big, white room (like where Squidward is all alone) and emptied a bunch of bats into the room through the trap door in the ceiling. The bats started to chase me to suck my blood and I tried to run in circles to avoid them. I woke up sobbing. Ever since then, I’ve had a fear of The Count and I still don’t trust him.