There are things worse than death. There are games so seductively evil, so wonderously vile, no gambler can resist
The scene opens to luciously large hospital. The modernistic design of it is almost astounding. At the very front of it one can see how they were able to afford all of it, charging for parking. The building immaculate condition and design is enough to make one almost want to look at the hospital instead of the impending sunset of magnificence behind the hospital.
The scene fades into a hospital room. The white tiles, the white walls, and the white doors help one to appreciate the saying 'boring as a hospital'.
The camera does a pan across the room. First is shown a figure who is in a full body cast. In a bed next to him is a figure who has IV's going all through him. Standing in a far corner is a figure in a black sack cloth hooded robe. His face is hidden deep beneath his shroud. The camera follows him to the window near the second patient. He opens the window ever so slioghtly and goes out to the roof. He walks a small distance, and then sits down in a corner still concealing his face.
Slowly he begins speaking in that calm yet disturbing voice that sends goosebumps up your spine.
: Many a things have been said but as of yet the organization known as WPW does not truly know what or who I am. I could sit here and tell you what I am, who I am, and what I am capable of doing. However, I think that I would rather let your minds wander into the darkest pits of human thought. On the contrary though I do know from previous experience than most of you will do whatever it takes to help you sleep better at night. Each of you will tell yourself that I am just another wrestler. You will decide that I am nothing more than just talk. That I am just another quote unquote spookster, and that is exactly what I would enjoy even more than you digging into the darkest pits. I would rather that each of you make up silly little delusional ideas about me. I would have you believe that I am like every other wrestler here.
You see if you began to dig into the deepest, darkest pits of human thought you have a vague idea of what I am, however you will learn over time who I am and what I am capable of doing. Each of you will tremble in fear as I make my way down the ramp with my song playing over the pa system. After you all witness my first match in WPW you will slowly learn what I am capable of doing to an individual. Normally I would continue on trying to explain but I do believe that this particular time I will end this with a few more minor words. the moon hangs high up in the sky and behold the darkness around you. It is appreciated by few, it will make many fall, before it is over the darkness will be respected by all
Sickle then proceeded to lift his head up so that his face is just barely seen as the scene slowly fades out
: Many a things have been said but as of yet the organization known as WPW does not truly know what or who I am. I could sit here and tell you what I am, who I am, and what I am capable of doing. However, I think that I would rather let your minds wander into the darkest pits of human thought. On the contrary though I do know from previous experience than most of you will do whatever it takes to help you sleep better at night. Each of you will tell yourself that I am just another wrestler. You will decide that I am nothing more than just talk. That I am just another quote unquote spookster, and that is exactly what I would enjoy even more than you digging into the darkest pits. I would rather that each of you make up silly little delusional ideas about me. I would have you believe that I am like every other wrestler here.
