Kenneth : Whats going on? whats this all about?
a black convertible mustang flies around a corner tires screeching before slamming to a halt. a lone figure dressed in a black trnechcoat jumps out from the drivers seat.
Randy : i dont know but i am sure we are going to find out.
shaking his head his long dark hair flings from side to side. before he looks into the camera and speaks.
to all of you watching. to all you sitting their pissing and moaning
about your pathetic lives, as you wallow in your own self pity. bow down,
for your master has arrived.
Let any who dare try to stop me.
he spits on the floor before opening and walking through a door entering the arena.
Kenneth: who the hell does this guy think he is?
Randy: i dont know i guess only time will tell.
the camera fades to black
loud Booo's can be heard coming from the crowd