JP: And here we go! The non-stop action of Monday Night Dynamite is about to continue right now!

Sully: You are so right, there's so much still ahead of us that I don't even know where to start!

JP: How about telling then about our am-�-ing mai-�-ent. Anar-�-sus-�-ayne!

Sully: No doubt th-�.-ill-�.-tear in-�.-ther!

[Much the same as last week the audio and visual introduction of MWF's top broadcast team is being cut into very early on in the show. We get cut form air and are greeted with broadcasting "snow" and just as quickly go back to the pair sitting at their announcers table. The audio isn't any better and it is going from audible to inaudible at a rate that makes understand what the two are saying impossible. This continues for a little while until suddenly an explosion of fire comes over the screen and burns through the image of Sully and JP leaving us with a purely black screen. Nothing is hear at all. The silence is all encompassing until from the distance we hear the faint sound of a slow walk. The footsteps echo but no one can be seen. From the distance we hear someone begin to speak.]

Voice: I have spoken, and have been heard, but not listened to! It's actually quite aggravating. For the simple fact that I am forced to sit on the side and watch you self-destruct! Look at you, look what you have been reduced to! It's embarrassing really, and I'm border line disgusted when I look at you! Worst of all you refuse to hear me and be saved. I have been told that I cannot physically intervene, but He hasn't spoken a word about my sending you a verbal warning, but you simply aren't listening.

[From the corner of the screen the darkness becomes secondary as we see someone walk into the shot. We can only see however from his eyes upwards. The man has a shaved head and his eyes are covered by glasses that have been tinted black, making view of his eyes difficult. The man continues to speak in a very empowering voice, his eyes flaming with an unknown feeling, almost hypnotic.]

Voice: I'm sorry, you do not deserve to be reprimanded for your actions, how can I blame you when you're surrounded by blaspheming reprobates! It's not your fault that you have been corrupted to such an extent, I only hope that I can reach you before it is too late! The light is quickly dissipating from around you and it's only a matter of time before my Angle becomes lost. I have been sent here with one purpose and that it to return you to the light, He has asked this of me. He has asked this of Laval!

[There is a pause in the man's speech and silence again is the only thing that is heard. We then hear the man sigh and take a deep breath. His eyes close and his head bows slightly. Moments later they jolt open and he looks forth angered and passionate. ]

Laval: No longer are you the apocalyptical force you once were. You are, if nothing else, a shadow of your former self and with each passing day there is less and less recognition within you. You're becoming tamed, being mocked by those who used to fear you! How do you expect to be able to command respect when you have no reason to be respected? The days where you were feared have long since disappeared and for what reason? I know the reason, but am not at liberty to reveal it! That is something that you must discover on your own, but unless you head my warning and stray from your current course, I'm afraid that my pleas will be in vain. In order to regain the proper order of things His angle must be lead back towards the light. I have been appointed to direct back to the path of purity and back to your state of power. It is time for you to instil His wrath back into those how have rejected him. I will continue my relentless journey to save your condemned soul, I will continue on my mission. There is only one way and that is to feed the fear. The fear within you and the fear within those who oppose you. They know who they are and they know that when you are reborn into the light, there will be no stopping you. So says Laval, so shall it come to pass!

[Laval begins to laugh a deep, psychotic laugh which is quickly cut short by another explosion of fire. This time the fire eats away the image of Laval and brings us back to JP and Sully at ringside, scrambling like they were last week. ]

Sully: Well I just don't know! You're aksing the wrong guy, how should I know if they can hear me or not?!

JP: Well we need to do something, the network is going to kill us! Cut to a commercial or something, just get us off the air until we can figure out what the hell is going on!