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Date Posted: 17:50:24 04/15/03 Tue
Author: Dake Ken
Subject: Sweet Dreams.

*The shot opens up with the camera focused on a billboard out side a church.


The camera zooms out and the signs fades in the distance.*

Dake: The hell did that say?

*The camera picks up another sign.

*

Dake: Is this some kind of warning?

*Dake keeps on driving. He's confused, to say the least. He looks ahead


Dake slams on his breaks.*

Dake: Where the hell am I ... am I ... am I




*Dake's voice fades off and he sits up sweating in his bed. He's breathing hard, like he had a night mare.*

Dake: Oh my god. I dreamed the world was full of stupid people and stupid things. Shit ... that was scary. I ... I ...(dake tries to keep from crying)I ... think that was the stupidest thing in the damn world. What the hell, honestly. Like people could actually be that freakin' dumb.

*Dake stands up and looks out his hotel window only to see


Dake starts screaming.*



*Dake sits up sweating. He's breathing hard.*

Dake: That was freakin' weird. This has to be a message. I wonder what this could predict. Hmmmm.



*Dake is driving to the Seatle Sports Arena. He knows he has a match, but he does not know against who. He arrives in his Mustang. It's a new one. Black, with a V8, goes 0 to 60 in 5 seconds. He pulls in a parking spot and steps out. He steps out smiling, happy and arrogantly. Obviously full of himslef. He's dropped the dyed hair thing, it's just a drak brown. Almost black. Long and shaggy. He has on sunglases. He has on an addidas sports jacket and a t-shirt. He has on snap up pants/warm ups. He pops the trunk of the $48,525 Mustang SVT Cobra, and grabs his bags. He walks in the building. He walks to see who his opponet it. He sees "The Messenger". He sorta chukkles, trying to hold back a laugh. He blinks and looks again. His eyes don't fool him. That's his opponet. He shakes his head and walks down the hall. He walks in his locker room.*

Dake: Who in the hell is "The Messenger". I haven't even heard of him before. I don't think I've even seen him on the roster. Damn ... talk about dumb. He's probably some jobber from some stupid fed that isn't even televised. I can't wait, I'll rip him apart. Hehehehe.

*Dake sits on the bench and starts to get ready.*

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