[Father John Ramsey�s hymn music quietly takes the presence of the fans throughout the TD Waterhouse located in Orlando, Florida.  Father John Ramsey makes his way to the ring dressed in priest�s robes.  He walks casually as he receives a lot of cheers with a few random boos mixed in.  He smiles and walks down the aisle.  He has a bag on his shoulder.  He stops walking and opens up the bag and starts pulling small Bibles from his bag and handing them to the fans in the crowd.  Most of them take them though one man dressed in a Slipknot shirt throws one back at him which brushes off his shoulder.  Finally he empties his bag and lays it next to the ring.  He makes his way up the ring steps and steps into the center of the ring.  He is handed a microphone and walks towards the center of the ring.  He smiles, waves to the fans and begins to speak.]

Father John Ramsey:  �Thank you, Orlando!  It is good to be home!�

[Father Ramsey gets a pretty big pop from his local crowd.  He continues.]

Father John Ramsey:  �Now there is something that has been burning in my mind for the past week.  I haven�t spoken of it but that is because I haven�t the mind nor the insight to know what to do.  Last week, Gutter Rat, my opponent for Nightmare came up with a proposition for me.  Show the footage.�

[[[[[The referee gets Ramsey to his feet, raising his arm high in victory, while Mr. Perfection rouses Fear... Ramsey ushers the referee out of the ring, as Fear and Mr. Perfection seem to both want a measure of revenge. They close in, as Father John looks for guidance from above.  His salvation, however, comes from somewhere else...  Gutter Rat has pulled himself from under the ring, and has slid directly in the middle of the three men, He fires a shot at Mr. Perfection, with the TV title, sending him down with a solid thud, then Fear is tossed out of the ring, to the mats below. Gutter Rat turns around, and he and Father Ramsey are staring at each other... Instead of the normal mindless attack the others just suffered though, Gutter Rat takes a mic outta his back pocket, never switching his gaze from the Holy man...]
 

Gutter Rat:  Ramsey!!!   You, Me, Nightmare....   It's on... And If you beat me... IF you can pull it off a second time.... I will turn completely from my darkened ways... Now Now, have a little Faith, John...  You see,  I want something in return, Ramsey...  "When" I beat you... When I cause the blood to spill from your body, into a bigger pool than the red sea itself... You give a little piece of yourself TO ME !!!! You can worship your God, but side by side, you become the Devils Partner... Think Hard, Choir Boy... I expect an answer soon...  Think about it, You've done it before, beaten me... Now you have the chance... The chance no one else has Ramsey... You have the chance to Save Me... Save Me, Ramsey...  From them,
 

[Gutter Rat points to the crowd, who seem to be eating this up.]
 

Gutter Rat:  From management...
 

[Pictures show both JR and Ed Walker on the Tron.]
 

Gutter Rat:   From Guys who would otherwise do me harm, like you...
 

[The crowd cheers.]
 

Gutter Rat:  Most of all Rev... Save me... From Myself....
 

[Gutter Rat drops the mic, and picks up his belt, and begins leaving towards the back... The Crowd looks stunned, Ramsey looks stunned, the guys outside the ring ARE stunned.]]]]]

Father John Ramsey:  �Now I have thought long and hard about this.  This is a situation that almost any man of God would most certainly deny this request without any thought.  I�ve seen you, though, Gutter Rat.  I�ve seen you shortly after your last defeat to me.  And I learned that deep inside of your heart is the lust for God and his salvation.  I don�t believe this stipulation is in your heart.�

[The crowd gives him a mix reaction.]

Father John Ramsey:  �But I�ve also seen something else, Mr. Rat.  I�ve seen that you have once again closed your eyes to the Lord.  I must impress upon you that you can�t merely ask for the Lord�s salvation.  You have to truly open your eyes and accept it!  It is not something you can win through your own physical defeat in a match, though you must accept it.  You must live it and you must hear him calling to you own your own.  This knowledge which is ever-most important is how I�ve come to my decision upon this match.

[The crowd listens in anticipation to the answer.]

Father John Ramsey:  �You cannot accept your fate in the Lord�s great plan by being laid out and forced upon your shoulders four three seconds.  You must submit to it.  And if I am going to risk great shame by doing your bidding, then this match must be under my stipulations.  Submission only.  Because the price of a man�s soul is far more valuable than my shame, I will agree if and only if you agree to a submission match.  That is my answer.�