::Eli is walking through a alley way. His arms spread wide like a savior returning to his flock. He walks among the masses. The fans, the internet marks that argue who can beat who. The doubters that think he has pasted his prime. He walks guitar handly over his shoulder. He walks through the people like a ghost stuck in the consist dream state behind reality.::

Storm: these are the people who make the difference aren’t they Criss. They are the only ones that you want to impress. They are the only ones that matter isn’t that right. They in all honesty..don’t give a damn about you, Cross. Can you handle that? Or is that too much for you? Look at me…I played to the fans for years and what have I gotten. When guys like Deacon, Davis, BD, Vicious, Mike Flair have gotten their World Title shots, what about me? You wanna know why I didn’t get a World Title shot, because that title…that damn title is nothing more then window dressing for the freaks of this company. I’ve learned through being disrespected and underestimated that there is a whole other world outside of the World Title. It’s a world only a few wrestler can really deal with. Rob Van Dam is one of those wrestlers……Chris Beniot is one of those wrestlers. Are you Cross? Can you deal with the world outside of the Title. Cross, as you train, I know people are talking to you. Filling your head with bull. They are feeding you false dreams and expectations. But you can’t see it can you. And do you know why…because that is the way they want you. Blind to the harsh reality. But don’t worry because after Takedown, you will no longer be blind. After Takedown you shall join the masses that once enslaved you. You too shall be open to the joys of being off the string. The only question is..are you ready to be off the leash or are you conditioned to being lead by a string.

::Storm keeps walking until he is upon some stairs. Storm starts to walk down the stairs until he greets a ragged bouncer guarding a door. Eli stops and stares at the man. The man nods at Storm and opens the door. Storm walks through the door and you can see bodies littering the hallways. Most are zombies of the night scene, trying to escape the confines of the upper world. Here they are among the brotherhood of Anarchy. Storm is greeted by hall “guardians” lined up like soldiers against the new world order. Eli steps through the door at the end of the hallway. The room is blank, except for the candles lighting the room. Eli grabs the only chair. He spins the chair around and sits in it gracefully.::

As we walk through the valley of darkness, we become one with the evil that we are supposed to fear. It’s a sobering thought isn’t. The one thing we fear is the one thing that could save us. Was it not the new order in this company that started the decent that we are now on. Is it not the on coming chaos that will place us back at the top of the food chain. It’s the madness that will guide us in this time of need. It is in that madness that you shall be reborn. Now won’t you come and embrace it or will you be forced to embrace it by the hand of the mad man. The choice is yours, Cross. All you have to do is accept it. It’s not that hard to do. It’s easy to do, all you have is give yourself willingly. Give yourself up to the madness….it won’t hurt you as much as you think. It will be the sobering event of your career. Can’t we all just be sober, Cross. Being sober to the world as it truly is. The reality that every one tries to hide from or that nobody knows about. No…not the matrix…I’m talking actual life and death reality. Where the blood stains the taste buds of those that scrape to keep a float. No matter how you look at it, Cross…it’s time for you to drown. To drown and embrace the seeping grace of what it is that is coming. Don’t you understand that. Don’t you!?! Or must I make you understand. Must I take you to that edge and then drop you off the face of this reality. Life as we know it will change Cross…..it is up to you to decided what part of the new food chain that you want to be at. The top or bottom. Either way, it doesn’t matter, because you will take your destined place, no matter where you are at. That is the word, according to Anarchy………………

::Storm puts his head in his arms and begins to rock back and forth as the scene starts to fade. The room begins to change colors as Storm closes his eyes. When he opens the a bear sits in front of him. Storm pushs his growing hair, back as the bear smiles at him. He closes his eyes and shakes his head and the bear is gone and in place of it is a small piece of paper. Eli walks over to the paper and it says one word….”SALVATION”. The scene begins to fade and now the scenery is different. It is a very nice looking hotel room. You see Storm without make up laying in the bed. He is wearing baggy shorts and a ICWL/MICWL:Night2Remember Tank Top. Eli wakes up and looks around. He doesn’t remember being or getting here. As he turns around to get out of the bed, a beautiful woman walks over to the bed. She sits on the bed next to him. Eli feels as if he knows her. No words are exchanged as she cradles his head in her arms. Eli falls back to sleep as things become more clear. Eli is still in the room with candles. The chair has been tossed into the corner. Eli is laying on the floor, still with his face painted. But he is not alone, he is laying in the arms of the beautiful woman of the dream like scene before. The scene finally fades of the woman stroking Storm’s hair. Fade to black.::