| Subject: In the begining: part 2..... |
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Date Posted: 00:10:52 02/07/02 Thu
The scene fades back into the dimly lit office with Mystic still sitting in a chair at his desk. The only sound heard in the room is the sound of Mystic breathing, which is slowed because of sleep. Movement can be seen in the corner of the room by a small animal. The creature walks into the center of the room revealing itself to be a small rottweiler, looking to be maybe one or two years old. The dog circles the desk and eventually bumps the back of the chair, which slowly sends the sleeping Mystic forward towards the desk. Mystic hits his head on the desk waking him up. Lifting his head up, we see that Mystic has some bandages on his forehead, apparently from his match with Justin Sane. Simultaneously the phone rings next to him. Mystic looks down at his dog with a puzzled look of "Did you know the phone was going to ring" before reaching over and answering.
Mystic: Hello! No Steve no interview. No I won't tell you where I'm at. Well of course I'm not at the hotel, I can't get any sleep there with you and Fuller peeping in on my neighbors every other day. Look Steve, if you want an interview then you'll have to wait till tomorrow. That's the only time I'm willing to give you an interview Steve. Steve! Steve!
Mystic looks at the phone in which we can hear Steve rambling on faintly before being silenced completely when Mystic hangs up.
Mystic: Wow talk about annoying. The man just doesn't take no for an answer.
The phone rings again and Mystic hesitantly picks it up.
Mystic: The answer is no Steve. Oh hey boss. No just those nosey reporters again. They just don't take a hint to well. Yeah I'm pretty hyped about it. I'm going over to the gym today at noon just to do some strict training. Nah the doc said I could, the concussion was only mild so I didn't have a whole lot to worry about. No I don't think that I'm gonna be hit in the head with a chair again Friday. Oh the same old same old. I'll start out with my eyes set on eliminating Esteban, then Taylor, and maybe even another old foe in Chambers. Pimp2Dope, no I haven't thought about him yet. Theres a guy I hope to fight just so that I can say I fought him. DBR said that. Hmmm, well I really don't care what he said. I'm not going into the match looking to eliminate the entire roster, just making sure that I myself don't get eliminated. That's it. Sure thing boss. Take care.*click*
Mystic: Just a few more days then I'll see just how I rank inside this great federation. I know a couple of people aren't going in taking me lightly, but then again theres a few who are. Friday is going to be my chance for me to prove to them that I am someone to contend with. Come Friday, hell will be on Earth, and it plans on staying for a long, long time.
C'mon boy. Its time we take a little walk.
Mystic gets up grabbing the leash off the desk and placing it on the rottweilers collar. He then grabs his keys and exits the room with the dog close beside him as we fade to black.
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