: This will be my final promotion before Friday Night Massacre. I would like to clarify a few things.
The Reaper The Lucid Nightmare The bringer of damnation |
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The scene opens in an abandoned precint.
The air had a somberness to it. Evil was implicit in this area. The moon was full tonight but you cany tell it by the sable sky above. The clouds that blanket the sky seem to have an indignation about them.
The precint is a dead one. No cars ever come down this road. The gas station is boarded up and the pumps are rotting.
The warehouse acroos the street was also boarded up and pieces of the building itself missing. Normally the warehouse had no lights on but tonight there is a fine glow coming from the building as one can vaguely see candlelight dancing in one of the lower windows.
Walking anywhere near that warehouse would make any individual highly apprehensive.
The scene fades out as the camera moves closer towards the ever dancing candlelight.
The scene reopens inside of the warehouse.
It is an old fashioned warehouse. There is hardly any machinery left on the oak wood floors. There are a few pieces of machinery but time has taken such a toll on them that it is extremely hard to really distinguish what they use to do exactly.
Over in a far corner is a wooden desk with a figure sitting on an old fashioned wooden chair in front of it. Ontop of the desk is a candelabrum holding three candles.
The camera moves closer towards the chair.
The figure although only being seen from behind is clearly wearing a black hooded robe made of sack cloth. The mysterious individual begins to bear his thoughts out loud..
: This will be my final promotion before Friday Night Massacre. I would like to clarify a few things.
I will not ramble as I normally do. Instead I will get right to the point. I have tried to be nice up until now. But, the bottomline is simply that I will emerge victorious one way or another. I have probably used some vocabulary that a few of the viewers could not comprehend not to mention my analogies.
Hanson you are a drunk and from what I can tell you have more on your plate than you can handle. Titan you and Hanson both need to listen to this next part. If you are foolish enough to step into that ring with me you will be getting a severe ass beating. Your blood will flow like the Mississippi River during a flood. So many of your bones will be broken that you will be spending months in a body cast. I will show no mercy. I do not care about ethics once I am inside of that ring. Once the adrenaline gets to pumping you both will be praying to whatever god you believe in.
When that bell rings, and I am standing over your broken bodies victorious and the emt's are rushing down to the ring to clean up the carnage just remember I warned you. An era of darkness is coming soon. Embrace the darkness or be engulfed by it
The scene fades out with those words echoing throughout the abandoned warehouse
