[???]It's not about trying to be the best, not anymore. It's about surviving. It's about living from day to day, not knowing who you can trust and who you can't. No longer does this life have meaning. It's become corrupted and useless. Just like him.[???]
[???]As the voice fades, you begin to feel empty in the world, as if you have been abandoned, like him. You look around and see black. You stuggle your way around and can hear clanning and banging of metal. There is a heavy breathing near you, and you don't know who's it is. You are now scared. You don't know which way to turn, you don't know where to look. You try to find the switch, but you can't. The walls are solid and nothing hangs on them or sticks out from them. You feel cold and you look around, trying to find where the cold is coming from, but you can't. Now you feel afraid, you don't know who is near you, or where you are. For the first time in your life, you have no control, and that scares you, but all of a sudden, this sense of excitement comes over you, as if you finally know what you're doing and where you're going, despite the black.[???]
[???]And so, with no other choice, you take a step, in what you think is a forward direction. You hear a snap and a click. Your heel has clacked against the floor and your heart begins to beat faster, you love it. You take another, the click and snap returns, you feel ecstatic. You take one more step, but there is no snap, nor a click. It is dead silent, except for one thing, except that heavy breathing. Suddenly, you hear beeps, and more clicks. They begin to surround you and you start to spin in circles, trying to find the noises int he darkness. The excitement has dissappeared and you fear has taken over. This is what he feels like. This is what his day is like. This is how he spends his moments. He does not rest. He thinks, in darkness, with only sounds to alert him to surround him, but he hears you panting and a light flashes. You adjust your eyes and see him, still sitting in the bed, his body still bandaged and tubes in his nostrils. The machines next to him beep and click and he is breathing heavily.[???]
[???]His face is locked in that delirious look from yesterday, as if it never left him.[???]
Sane: The day is quickly approaching. Already, one day has passed and I am STILL here. I still need FUCKING machines to help me BREATHE! AND IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT! YOU DID ALL OF THIS! YOU PUT ME HERE! YOU PUT ME IN THIS BED! YOU SHOVE THE TUBES IN MY NOSE AND YOU WRAPPED THE BANDAGES! EVERYTHING...YOU!...But I must commend you, you did indeed suprise me, but you went about it the cowardly way. You put false evidence in my way, false hopes in my heart, false thoughts in mind. First you made me think it was the man from the past, then you made me think it was the man of 2000, and finally you made me think it was the one called Storm. But it was none of them, it never was. And you knew that, but you said nothing. When I confronted you that night, you acted like you didn't know a thing, but you knew it all. You knew why it was done. You knew how it was done. You knew YOU DID IT! But you stood there, laughing inside, giddy, asinine, foolish. You said, "Well I am very well aware of what went down at Insurrection and to tell you the truth I have been looking into finding who put you through that winshield."...TRUTH?! TRUTH GARY?! YOU NEVER TOLD THE TRUTH! EVERY MOMENT OF EVERY DAY THAT YOU SPOKE TO ME...YOU LIED! YOU NEVER TOLD ME THAT YOU DID IT! YOU WAITED AND YOU WAITED AND YOU SCREWED ME AGAIN! WHAT'S WRONG? DON'T REMEMBER?! LET ME REFRESH YOUR MEMORY!...Teusday, October 31, 2000, Osaka, Japan. The night Jimmy screwed me out of the title. I had my shot at the Main Event for Rising Sun, all I had to do was beat Rockness, but I barely made it out there, let alone win...AND WHY?! BECAUSE YOU TOOK ME OUT! YOU TOOK ME OUT AGAIN! BUT OH NO! YOU WEREN'T DONE!...Saturday, December 9th, 2000, Paris France. After Goldman HUMILIATED me and took my name, SOMEONE THREW ME THROUGH A PANE OF GLASS! YOU WERE THAT SOMEONE GARY! THAT WAS THE THIRD TIME GARY! THE THIRD!...And Sunday night, the fourth. You robbed me of everything Gary AND I WILL MAKE YOU PAY! I WILL!
[???]His breathing becomes faster and the machines become louder, his pulse quickens but he calms and his pulse slows and the machines quiet as he sits back.[???]
Sane: Sunday is no longer about the title. It is no longer about the oppurtunity to main event. Sunday is about you. It's about paying you back. It's about returning you the favor. It's about making sure that you realize what exactly you've done. This Sunday is about honor and pride. It's about dignity. It's about all the things that you gave up when you screwed me. It's about everything that you turned away from when you betrayed my trust....How could you do it? I put everything into you. I put my faith, my hopes, my dreams. Everything that I believed in, was because of you. Now, that's all wrong. Everything that I thought about you was WRONG! And no matter how many times I try to deny that it was you, I can't. I simply can't...I thought that you were the one person who was different. I thought that you wouldn't be like Jimmy or Soul. I thought that you would resist his temptation and come with me. But instead, you decided to go with the lush and favorable lifestyle....But I keep wondering why you did it. Why would you turn your back on everything that you held dear, all of your values, your truths, everything that you had worked for? Was it money? Was it the promise of a secure future? Was it the sheer JOY of it?! HUH?! WHAT WAS IT?! WHAT WAS IT GARY?! WHY'D YOU DO IT?! I GAVE MY LIFE TO YOU! I TOLD THE WHOLE WORLD HOW I FELT AND HOW MOW MUCH I ADMIRED YOU AND WHAT DID YOU DO?! YOU SCREWED! NOT ONCE, NOT TWICE, NOT THRICE, BUT FOUR TIMES! FOUR TIMES GARY! YOU SCREWED OUT OTHE TITLE FOUR FUCKING TIMES! HOW COULD YOU?!(He begins to tear...)...How could you?
[???]He wipes the tears from his eyes and tries to concentrate on the task at hand.[???]
Sane: I tried Gary. I tried to be like you. I tried to be your friend, to do the things that you would've wanted me to. I emulated your every step, I listened to your every word. We were friends!...But I guess I was wrong. I guess that you were just using me the whole time. I guess that you never did like me. You just wanted to get closer to me so that I would never suspect you. Well it all came out Sunday, didn't it?! DIDN'T IT?!...You know, you're no longer the Gary Brown who won the World Title four times. You're no longer the Gary Brown who came after Goldman, time after time, no matter what he did to you or what he said to you. You've become everything that you hated. You've become that snivleing weasle that everyone despises. Yes, you're still everyone's enemy, but you're his friend. You've switched sides. On Sunday, you not only betrayed me, but everyone who EVER idolized you. You turned your back on EVERYONE GARY! EVERYONE! DO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS?! I'M NOT FIGHTING ALONE, GARY! I'M FIGHTING FOR ALL OF THEM, GARY! ALL THOSE PEOPLE THAT YOU'VE IGNORED! ALL THOSE PEOPLE THAT YOU'VE LAUGHED AT! ALL THOSE PEOPLE THAT YOU'VE TRICKED! IT'S NO LONGER JUST ME! IT'S THEM TOO!...God Gary, look what you've done! Look at what you've turned me into? I wasn't like this, but you forced me to be! You made me the madman that I am. You are your friend took away my dignity, my self-respect...YOU TOOK AWAY MY FUCKING NAME, GARY! DO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS TO ME GARY?! DO YOU?!
[???]The beeps become louder than ever and his pulse is rapdibly increasing. He's losing it.[???]
Sane: You think you've figured me out? Don't you? You think that you've got me matched. You think that you know me inch for inch for inch. In your mind, there isn't a part of my being that you don't know. After all, you've studied me. You've watched me. You've seen me expand. You've seen me change. You've watched as I stood there, idolizing you, but you've got me all wrong. You've got everything wrong. You think that you're going to best me, but you're not. You think you've got the upper hand, but you don't. You think that you've got everything it takes, but you don't. You're going to fail, just like the others. They left me, but then I left them. They never came back, not after I was done. And now you are in my way. You are trying to stop me. But you won't be back. Not after Sunday. On Sunday, it all ends. In one night I will show to you what I've meant by revenge. I will explain to you what I meant by payback....This Sunday will be my salvation, your damnation, and the fan's jubilation. This Sunday, Hell comes to Earth, and your judgement day lasts one hour....But you should enjoy this...SHOULDN'T YOU?! YOU SHOULD ENJOY THE FACT THAT YOU'VE FINALLY SHOWN YOURSELF! NOW YOU CAN BRAG! YOU CAN BRAG ABOUT YOUR HANDY WORK, ABOUT HOW YOU SCREWED ME JUST LIKE EVERYONE ELSE HAS! YOU CAN TELL EVERYONE THAT YOU PULLED A FAST ONE OVER THE NEXT WORLD CHAMP! GO AHEAD GARY! BRAG! BRAG LIKE THE ASANINE FOOL THAT YOU ARE! I DARE YOU GARY! I DARE YOU!
[???]He clenches his fists tight, trying to control himself. His hands relinquish though and his breathing has become outrageous. His expression is pure anger.[???]
Sane: Let's go back, Gary. Let's go back to Insurrection. That night, was my first chance, my first REAL chance to prove myself. I went into that night thinking everything was perfect. Jimmy and I were going to walk into there and show them all. Then, you came along and you thre me through the windshield, a moment that i've relived every moment of my life. There hasn't been a day when I haven't thought about what happened that night. You and Jimmy, both gone, on the same night...But on that night, something happened, Gary. I changed. Whether it was for the best, or worse it yet to be seen, but none the less, I changed. When I walked back into that main event, I was out there to prove something. I was out to prove that I wasn't done. But wait...someone wouldn't let me. Someone wouldn't let me into that match, who was that?! HUH?! WHO WAS THAT?! THAT WAS YOU GARY! YOU! YOU KEPT ME FROM GETTING MY SHOT! YOU COULDN'T HANDLE THE FACT THAT I WAS GOING TO OUTSHINE YOU! SO YOU DESTROYED ME AND THEN WHEN I CAME BACK, YOU HELD ME BACK! YOU WOULDN'T LET ME SUCCEED!...DAMNIT! I SHOULD HAVE SEEN IT!...I should have made the connection. I should have realized that it was you all along, but I couldn't, because despite how much I had changed...I STILL trusted you. I trusted you, Gary. Just like I trusted everyone else in my life, and what did you do to me? WHAT DID YOU FUCKING DO?!...(He rips the tubes from his nose and the tube from his arms...)...DO YOU EVEN KNOW?! HAVE YOU ANY CLUE WHAT YOU'VE DONE?!...(He gets up from the bed and walks to your face. He wobbles for a moment, but won't fall...)
[???]He tries to grab onto the bed next to him as he wobbles again, only this time, he is quickly losing his balance. He is clenching his teeth and his ribs as he presses a red button. He falls to the floor, clenching in pain. Two nurses rush into the door, pushing you out of the way, helping him back up. You stand there, astonished, as the camera fades...Look what you've done.[???]
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