RIVERS OF BLOOD
THE UNDERWORLD
“You fooled me,” [King Crowley remarks between sarcastic claps.] “In my house, no less.”
[Zappa gulps.]“Quite the impressive if not idiotic feat, wouldn’t you say?” [Crowley wades through the waiting army, who remain only inches from our duo.] “But alas, here you gentlemen are, teetering on the edge of your own demise, quite literally.”
[He smiles.]“Goodbye.”
[Suddenly, he thrusts both of his arms forward, pushing both Solomon Rhodes and Captain Zappa off the cliff edge. The army of the damned behind him roar as both men topple to their inevitable doom.] [Flash.] [In one big flash of white light, they’re both gone.] [Edward Newton.] [In the bowels of the Tap Room, surrounded by Templar Knights, Edward Newton stands smugly in the center. Rhodes and Zappa suddenly appear, landing on their feet, on the concrete only a few yards in front of them.]“I’m glad you two could join us,” [Newton muses with a gleeful smile.] “I hope the journey wasn’t too unpleasant.”
[Rhodes looks up at him with a sneer, his eyes wide with rage.] “You son of a bitch!” [He lunges, grabbing Edward by the throat. He slams him backwards into the wall, but suddenly ricochets away, holding the back of his head in pain. Unphased by the suddenly jolt of agony, he right hooks Newton, only his face swings with the force of his own punch, knocking him to a knee.]“You’re a very silly man, Mr. Rhodes,” [Edward counters, shaking his head.] “Do you know how I brought you back here? It was the book. That beautiful book of the damned has all the answers – even to questions we’ve yet to have been asked. I’ve put a temporary spell upon my person for this exchange, which places any harm done to me, unto he who causes it – a minor measure that one cannot frequent. I may have left you to suffer momentarily, but be assured it was for the benefit of the greater good; for example, the revenants you wish to save.”
[Zappa steps in.]“You mean that you can save them?”
[Newton nods.] “I can, but there’s more pressing matters at hand. There’s something I must warn you about; Blood. Rivers of blood.” [Cut.]TOMMY WRIGHT VS. BRENT KERSH
SINGLES MATCH
ASHES TO ASHES
RECORDED EARLIER
“Did you mean it when you said that everything you do, you do it for her?”
[Jenson Cussen’s voice rings out into the air with a question. The determined eyes of Jacob Phoenix answer the question.]“I meant it… You want me to save her. You want me to save them both.”
[Standing behind Phoenix, Cussen lowers his head.“I do.”
[Static distorts the image. As it comes back into focus, the sinister voice of DTR addresses Jensen Cussen.]“Jacob has sacrificed his life for the greater good.”
[As DTR and Cussen leave the small room, we are left with the image of Jacob Phoenix, blood down his chest, his eyes wide open in fear and terror.] [His eyes fill the screen.] [And close. Mercifully.] [They open suddenly, a ring of fire replacing the irises. Gargling and gasping for air, Phoenix closes his eyes again.] [Static. For a moment.] [Phoenix lays on the floor, the bonds keeping him tied to the chair laying charred on the ground around him. His hand flies to his throat, only finding burnt flesh, his wound cauterized by his own internal fire. Jacob begins to crawl for the door, somehow being granted another chance at life.] [Static.] [Click.] [The Present.] [A cassette is slid out of a VCR to be held up by Jensen Cussen. The older man frowns at the label on the tape: nothing more than the symbol of Jacob Phoenix. Behind Cussen, we can see an open manila envelope on a decrepit table. Two folded pieces of paper jut out from within them.] [Cussen grabs the first of these notes and takes a look at the only visible text, scrawled out in blood.] [For Her.] [Vengeance regards it for a moment, bowing his head in silent contemplation. Instead of reading that one, he pulls out the other note, looking at its label.] [For You.] [As he stuffs the cassette back into the envelope, Cussen holds on to the letters. Pausing before he leaves the room, he shakes his head at the envelope.]“If you wanted to kill me, I’d already be dead.”
[Cussen slams the door behind him.]“You let her suffer and die in agony…”
[In the shadows, the form of Jacob Phoenix stands.]“Death won’t come until you suffer.”
[Cut.]SERGEI SOKOLOV VS. TAM
SINGLES MATCH
A NEW THREAT
THE UNDERWORLD
“M’Lord, you have summoned us?” [Harrison queries, already knowing the answer.]
“Of course, I have, my Revenants.” [Crowley mocks.] “I call, and you answer. My wish is your command.”
[The Revanents take the command in as the Mad King continues.]“Word has reached my ears of a growing force that wishes nothing more than to breach the gate and take the Underworld for their own. Ordell Terminus, has aligned himself with dangerous foes of ours. King Royal and Betamax. They have an army. They have the support of Janus.”
[Harrison and Van Chan stand to their feet.]“They will not succeed, my King.” [Bruce confidently states.] [But Crowley does not seem pleased with that answer.]
“Won’t they?” [The Mad King mocks.] “Just as Solomon Rhodes and Captain Zappa did not hand you defeat?”
[The Revenants bristle.]“Make no mistake, the two of you not being, what did they call it: ‘saved,’ had more to do with factors beyond your control than it did on the actions you yourselves took. I’ve seen what happens when foolish leaders don’t focus on the weak among them.”
[Crowley makes sure Harrison sees that he was talking about him.]“Even in your current forms, you are still weak against our enemies. It’s time for your true potential to be unleashed.”
[The Mad King points to Bruce, who kneels.]“Your life ended in drowning. It would be appropriate if that very same water that took your life empowered you.”
[As if on cue, Bruce Van Chan’s body begins to almost turn to ice in some form or fashion.]“Rise, Proteus. Named after the shepherd of the sea’s flocks, you are now a being of water in all its forms. Ice and mist shall be your allies. Humans are mostly made of water, and you will find that their forms are easy enough to assume.”
[Proteus stands up, his piercing eyes focused on the throne. Crowley indicates Harrison this time.]“The death of your family changed your life. That fire consumed both them and what remained of your sanity. Now, it will give you power.”
[A flash of fire and smoke consumes LH Harrison. When it fades, what remains is an armored and masked individual.]“Rise, Helios. The name of the Sun-God fits you well. Just as your partner, the power of fire in all its forms shall give you strength.”
[Helios rises to his feet, the song of ice and fire now being in its opening measures.]“Don’t get me wrong, I’d love to see you two go in and destroy all of the plotting going on, but I think we all know that when you cut one head off, two more rise up. So my mission for the two of you is to hold off on attacking. Infiltrate them, spy on them, find out their secrets. Once you know their path. Destroy them. But I have found someone who will know the best way to do that.”
[Helios and Proteus look at each other with raised eyebrows as Crowley continues.]“Even with your new identities and power, I’m not sending the two of you alone.”
[The sea of the dead around the throne begins to part. Out of that sea steps a figure. He is dressed like a doctor of old, with a long snouted mask over his face.]“Isaac Danvers.”
[Danvers joins Helios and Proteus in front of the throne.]“Masquerading as a Plague Doctor, Isaac here murdered more people than maybe even I have. He even thought he was curing them. Now I send him with you to cure Terminus, Royal, and that meddling Betamax. A doctor’s work is never done they say.”
[With no further word, Crowley nods at the three before him, ushering them away with the wave of his hand.] [A flash of fire consumes Helios. Proteus’s body seems to melt and evaporate into a fine mist. Danvers looks up to his King with a cocked head.]“I’ll walk.”
[The Underworld has grown much stronger with what we have seen today.] [How will the forces of Good answer?]PHOEBE OUTLAW VS. DTR
SINGLES MATCH
THE BOOK OF LIES
SOMEWHERE ELSE
“Pardon my interruption, my son, but is there something I can help you pray over?”
[The voice is instantly noticeable by Cael as he turns around to see The Bishop, D’Von Chambers sitting in the pew with a pleasant smile upon his face and his fingers interlocked in front of him.]“Actually, you’re just the person I was here to see, Chambers. I need that title back and the sooner the better.”
[The smile of D’Von Chambers spreads with a twinge of trickery beginning to develop.]“You want this title, do you?” [Chambers holds up the Rewind Championship.] “And what’s so special about this title to you?”
[A moment of hesitation as D’Von Chambers seems to be waiting on the answer that he already knows.]“It’s a key. It’s important to the fate of The Taproom, and I can’t make it right until I have that title back on the side of good.”
“Whoa, whoa, whoa. What do you mean back on the side of good? This title now represents the Lord Almighty as I wear it week after week. This title is now a key to the side of good as long as it stays with yours truly. Now if you want to come around my chapel making requests, you need to understand that no good deed goes unrewarded. If you want something from me, then you’re going to have to do something FOR me.”
[That smile twists just a little bit more.] [Cael Gable turns back to look at the front of the chapel before muttering softly.]“What do you want?”
[D’Von leans forward.]“I want what any good Bishop or man of God wants: followers. You make the sacrifice to hitch your wagon to mine and the chariot of the Lord, and you’ll find yourself enjoying all of eternity rather than spending it in the fiery lake of burning sulfur. So what do you say?”
[Cael Gable doesn’t respond as he just stands to his feet and begins to walk away.]“I’m offering you salvation!” [says Chambers as he too stands up.] “If you’re too naïve to accept this deal, then maybe your poor folks can talk some sense into you.”
[That strikes a nerve as Cael Gable turns around with a fire burning in his eyes. It’s then that two large men step in between Chambers and Gable, blocking Gable from moving any further towards The Bishop.]“You leave my family out of this! You hear me?! If you drag them into this, it’ll be the last thing you do!”
[Chambers just folds his arms over his chest as he strokes his title absentmindedly.]“The blood of Christ knows no bounds, and next week, we’ll see what your blood has to say about my little offer.”
[D’Von Chambers smirks to himself as Gable is being pushed out the door despite his complaints as Chambers steps up to the altar and bows his head in reverence.]JACEN NOVAN VS. ISAAC DANVERS
SINGLES MATCH
FALLEN DAUGHTER
BACKSTAGE
“You glad to be back?” [Dani asks her girlfriend.] [Outlaw grins before standing up and stretching her body out wide. Her fingers graze Kersh’s bare shoulder, resting themselves there.]
“There’s nothing like getting back to work after some time off. And there’s nothing like kicking the ass of another yahoo that thinks he’s going to take over the world.”
[A twinkle in her eye, Feebz makes eye contact with Dani.]“This place reeks. The night is young. And I’d much rather find somewhere a little more cheery to kick off our night. That is, unless you want some us time?”
[Dani grins as she stands up to respond to the offer, but both women are surprised by another voice entering the fray.]“What’s us time?”
[The couple turn to face their visitor.] [A rag clad, dirty, ghastly little girl. One that Mother keeps around.]“Tell ya what, kid,” [Phoebe begins.] “It’s time for you to grow up, I think.”
[A chill sweeps over the room as the lights blink on and off. Phoebe quickly takes a guarded position in front of Danielle as they are joined by another.] [Mother.] [Outlaw snorts at her appearance.]“Some things haven’t changed.” [She says, looking Mother up and down.] “Still ugly. Still smelly. Still dirty. And still a pain in my ass. Why don’t you go back to the playground and get the hell out of my locker room?”
[The Mother of All seems amused by the sass displayed by Feebz, but sinister undertones drop from her words.]“You shouldn’t be here.” [Mother taunts.] “You and the daughter should be mourning at the grave of the Enforcer. DTR was going to do it, you know? But his death will have to wait for another time.”
[Dani tries to step forward, but Phoebe stops her.]“Listen, Mother dearest,” [Phoebe replies.] “DTR wasn’t gonna do shit. Cause I wasn’t going…”
[MOTHER BACKHANDS PHOEBE, KNOCKING HER ACROSS THE ROOM!] [Moving with sudden swiftness, Mother grabs Danielle around the chin, whispering in her face.]“I’m going to take her from you. Personally.”
[Outlaw charges back at Mother, but before she gets there the lights flicker and she and her entourage are gone. Phoebe grabs Dani and looks her over.]“You alright?”
[Dani nods the affirmative.]“Yeah.” [She looks for the door.] “I need to go tell my dad.”
[A laugh from Outlaw.]“We’ll tell him some other time, babe.”
[Determination fills her eyes.]“I’ll handle this one. Mother’s gonna regret laying her hands on you.”
[The couple embrace for a moment, knowing that the real fight is yet to come.]KING ROYAL VS. CAEL GABLE
SINGLES MATCH
AN ANGEL
SOMEWHERE ELSE
“Lord, I am doing all I can to protect your son, I have built his ark, broke the seals… and now, I must nourish him. But I can not do it alone, I need you to send me someone, anyone to help bleed out your sacrificial lambs. Lord, I am in need of an angel.”
[Lux is lost in prayer, waiting for an answer. When a loud crash breaks him from his trance. The door to the run-down chapel shakes and cracks, wood chipping from its locked doors and littering the ground. Lux smiles as he rises, turning towards the intruder as the door is broken through.]“Thank you, Lord.”
[Standing in front of Lux, ax in hand, sneer on his face, is the exact opposite of an Angel. Covered in the blackened blood of infected unlucky enough to be outside of the chapel? Jake Jeckel. The Juggalo approaches Lux, his intentions obvious.]“Ain’t no God gonna save you, Lux. The Family ain’t innocent, and you definitely ain’t a fuckin’ saint. Far as I’m concerned, you’re just as responsible for Calypso’s death as they are.”
[Lux stands stoically as Jake makes way, all murderous glee gone from his eyes, the only emotion left in his soul being that of despair. As he closes in, Lux holds up a hand.]“I know, Jake. You are here to deliver my reckoning. But you must listen, I only wish to help you.”
[Jake doesn’t listen, AND HE SWINGS THE AX FOR BELLATOR’S HEAD! Lux narrowly avoids it as it slams into the altar, getting stuck in its solid frame. As he tries to pry it loose, Lux creates distance.]“Listen, Jake. I have what you want. I have the names of the followers who betrayed Calypso! The Judas’ who infected her followers? I can bring you to them. But I can’t do that if you kill me.”
[Jake slams into Lux, pinning him to the wall with a forearm to his throat.]“And you think I’m gonna trust you? Think again.”
[Jake reaches for a knife clipped to his belt, looking to make this quick when Lux placed a hand on his shoulder.]“Please, Jake. I want to help you, let me be your angel and lead you to her killers. They are not God’s children, I want them as dead as you do.”
[Jake holds the knife to Lux’s throat for a moment before dropping the priest to the ground, his sneer never leaving his face as he looks down upon him.]“If you wanna stay alive, then give me their fuckin’ names.”
[The scene fades as Lux coughs for air, Jake keeping a close eye on him.]RHODES, MARVOLO & PHOENIX VS. HELIOS, CUSSEN & DOUBT
TRIOS MATCH
BEST FRIENDS
BACKSTAGE
“Boo!”
[It doesn’t startle The Enforcer.]“Mr. Kersh, why are you so sad?” [Noah asks considerately.] “My daddy says it’s because you need my help more than you’ll ever know.”
[Kersh frowns.]“Daddy says that you’re worried about your little boy, just like he’s worried about me. He thinks that you’ll do anything to protect your family. Is that true, Mr.?”
“Your daddy is right,” [Kersh admits.] “My family are my entire world but you seek to destroy it. He sought to destroy it when he tried to murder me just a few weeks ago. How could you ever help me, kid?”
[Noah chuckles to himself innocently.] “Well, if you help me, I can help you. Isn’t that how friendship works?” [He says, kicking his heels.] “I can take your children to a special place, all of them, where they’ll feel no pain and suffer no torment. A place where I’ve kept The Chief for safe harbour. Once the world is right, and God has begun anew, I can return them here.” [Brent’s eyes widen in surprise. He tilts his head, listening to the offer.]“But I’ll need something from you in return, Mr. Kersh. I need your blood. I need your sacrifice. I need you to enter a match and bleed for your family.”
[Silence.]“Think about it, okay?” [Noah asks nicely.] “It would be great to be best friends with you.”
[Click.] [And just like that, he vanishes.] [Kersh sits there for a moment, his brow furrowed, and his eyes sharp. He has to make a decision.] [Cut.]MIKE LANE VS. ORDELL TERMINUS
SINGLES MATCH
ANALYSIS
RECORDED EARLIER
“Welcome home, Sergei. How does it feel to be back?”
[Sergei merely grunts in response, drawing a chuckle from the woman.]“Fair enough, let’s stick to business then. We’ve equipped you with a few tools to help you on your mission. Let’s start out by doing a quick scan once you get inside.”
“And what exactly am I scanning for?”
“Oh, you’ll see.”
[Sergei steps inside the Tap Room, and the view on his left eye immediately changes into an infrared-type vision, with numbers appearing at seemingly random intervals.]“What is this!?”
“We’re scanning to get a sense for just how much evil we’re dealing with, here…specifically, the amount of evil within the men and women that compete inside the Tap Room. Some are obviously more evil than others.”
[As he continues the scan, he comes across one man in particular, Tommy Wright. The numbers on the scan slow down before settling on a number.]“Sixty-seven?”
[Sergei speaks just a little too loudly, drawing the attention of the Guv.]“Excuse me, mate?”
[Wright steps up to the Red Tsar, the height difference forcing him to look up at Sergei…but the attitude of Wright allows him no chance for intimidation.]“I think I’ve heard of you, but you look…different from what I expected. What happened to you?”
[Sergei remains silent, garnering a scoff from the Guv.]“Look, everything’s different now…and anyone that wants to just walk in here and act tough is gonna catch some aggro.”
[Wright walks off in a huff, leaving Sergei alone with just his thoughts and the woman in his proverbial ear.] [Cut.]LEE CROWLEY VS. LUX BELLATOR VS. CAPTAIN ZAPPA
TRIOS MATCH
STRANGE BEDFELLOWS
BACKSTAGE
“I can get us there.” [Ordell Terminus is addressing King Royal and Betamax near the temporary throne the King had set up.] “But if we want the Underworld, we’re going to have to breach that gate and wage war against the dead.”
[Betamax interjects. Smoke illuminates his face, rising from a fire burning in their midst, giving them light in the darkness.]“Here’s the shitty thing, boys.” [He points at the men wandering around them.] “Any of our army that gets killed down there is going to flip. We’ll basically be hand feeding them like a baby with new soldiers if we go for a frontal assault.”
[King Royal takes it all in.]“One does not want to empower the enemy, cousin.” [Royal says with a smile.] “Perhaps the Royal forces will try a different approach.”
[Terminus seems confused, still not knowing how to take Royal.]“I don’t know if you were listening. I’ve been there. I’m the reason there was even a vacancy on the Underworld’s throne at all. Even your cousin here, with all he’s seen, doesn’t know what its like to stare into the gates of that place. And make no mistake, I will do whatever it takes to strip Lee Crowley of the Underworld. But I…”
[Royal holds up a hand, nodding to one of his squires who runs off in response, his steps unsure.]“Several hours ago, your King had contact with Godfrey of the Knights Templar. He anticipated the hurdle we now face, and proposed a solution. A stranger has approached their Temple, one with unique skills that may compliment the upcoming battle.”
[The group are now joined by another man, the squire returning with them. This one is familiar to us. Although the last time we saw him, he seemed to find himself on the business end of a sword.]“Hey guys.” [The newcomer greets.] “Call me Dan. Never Dead Dan.”
[Betamax seems pleased while Terminus states the obvious.]“By the name, I’m assuming you can’t die?”
[Dan nods with a grin.]“I’m the one guy in this world who isn’t able to fall into the grasp of Lee Crowley.”
[A smile forms on Terminus’s face as the the group returns to planning. The ignored squire merely looks deep into the burning fire. His eyes seem to sparkle, and for just a moment, the fire even seems form into the shape of a face.] [Both the opposing forces in the war of the underworld have been bolstered today.] [But what will happen when they finally clash?]BVC VS. THE SCARECROW VS. MOTHER VS. JAKE JECKEL
FATAL FOUR WAY MATCH
BLOOD DRIVE
SOMEWHERE ELSE
“Are you still upset about what you saw?” [Noah scoffs.] “I don’t get why you’re so sad, Chief. I’m keeping you safe in here. You won’t have to feel any of their pain.”
[He looks up.] “Do you think that’s what I want? I don’t,” [he complains.] “I don’t want to be safe. I don’t want to be here. I want to be out there with the rest of them, fighting for everything I love.”“B-But, what about us?” [Noah begs.] “I thought we were friends? I’m trying to protect you. Besides, you don’t want to see what happens next, Chief. There’s going to be a fight to end all fights. Six men are going to beat each other to a bloody pulp to retain one of the keys to the temple. In doing so, they’ll strengthen the temple with each drop of blood that hits its sacred canvas. The stronger the infection becomes, the stronger I become.”
[The Chief lowers his head back down, weeping.]“I don’t care, man, [he says, dejected.] “I don’t care.”
[Noah bends down, looking at him with a sense of pity.]“When the world is engulfed in flames and those you love and miss are being torn inside out by the end of the world, you’ll be here, safe and sound. You’ll care then, Chief. I can’t do that unless I’m strong enough. But first, we must go on a Blood Drive.”
[He skips away, laughing to himself as he goes.] [Cut.]EDWARD NEWTON VS. D’VON CHAMBERS
SINGLES MATCH
THE GREY
SOMEWHERE ELSE
“If a good man must perform dark deeds for a noble intention, are his actions justified?”
[The computeristic voice of The Automaton responds.]“This is an area of the grey that we have studied. Given the impact or perceived danger of not acting at all, his actions may be justified with him still being deemed as a good man.”
[Novan removes his hood and turns, greeting TAM now with a smile.]“Did you bring the item I requested.”
[The Automaton nods and hands Novan a blade, short and dagger-like with an ivory handle.]“I know not what you need this for, but your actions are yours not mine.”
[Jacen smiles again, beckoning for the Automaton to sit.]“Relax, I am not going to spill anybody else’s blood with this. That is not my intention.”
[He places the blade into the belt of his robes and continues the discussion.]“Do you know why I have brought you here, TAM?”
[The Automaton remains silent while he processes. After a few seconds he shakes his head.]“Not definitively. I cannot state with enough accuracy your intentions.”
[Again, Novan smiles. He stands and moves forward, up to a balcony. The balcony overlooks a floor below, giving a good view of Mike Lane and the Scarecrow sitting around a table. They are also deep in discussion, though it appears they do not quite meet eye to eye about whatever they are discussing. Their voices are hushed to hide their conversation, but this also allows TAM and Novan to converse without being heard. Novan turns to TAM.]“What of a dark being who fights a different darkness? Do his actions make him just because he fights darkness? Does it make him good?”
[TAM looks upon Lane and Scarecrow below them, but does not say anything. The pair withdraw from the balcony, but as they move, the head of the Scarecrow turns in their direction. It scans the balcony area curiously but does not leap into action. The conversation between Scarecrow and Lane falls silent for a moment, the silence in the room now deafening.] [Did the Scarecrow notice his onlookers?] [TAM and Jacen Novan retreat back to the room they had earlier met in but TAM is not eager to stick around.]“It would not be wise to stay, I will see you soon.”
[With that, TAM takes his leave and Novan is soon alone. He pulls the ivory blade out from his robes, turning it over in his hands.]“Yes, this will do just fine.”
[With that, he pulls back the sleeve of his robes again to expose his infected forearm. He stops only to take a breath and summon the force of the Ashla before digging the blade into his flesh. Soon, blood that is darker than red, almost black and tar-like oozes from the cut. Blood that he collects in a small glass bottle.]“Ashla protect me… Protect my blood.”
[Cut.]EL TRÉBOL JUNIOR VS. THE SHARKMAN
DOUBLE FEATURE CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
THE KEY OF DESTINY
RINGSIDE
“Wait,” [he says breathlessly.] “We need to talk.”
[El Trébol tilts his head as Marvolo enters the ring alongside his mentor.]“We aren’t finished with each other, not by a long chalk. There’s something you have to know. That Double Feature Championship isn’t just a key to this temple, but to a far bigger story. A tale that transcends Old School Wrestling; a tale that might just save it.”
[Marvolo interrupts.] “History. These walls were guarded by men like you and I, long before we ever arrived here. You have to understand – we have a purpose, a destiny, but we cannot fulfil it alone; we must come together.” [The Double Feature Champion looks at his belt, then at them, apprehensive.]“I can tell you more,” [The Sharkman announces.] “But not here and not now.”
[Suddenly, the infected canvas begins to stir. Infected gunge like tentacles reach up from within it, grappling onto the boots of El Trébol, Marvolo and The Sharkman, stopping them in their tracks. They try to escape, but the infection is just too powerful.] [Marvolo reaches out, grabbing The Sharkman, pulling their masks together. As they touch, a white light pings out, sparkling into the sky. They both reach towards El Trébol Junior, but they can’t reach him before a voice rings out.]“It doubts you’ll be able to make that,” [Says the voice of The Emotion.] “Besides, it wouldn’t be half as much fun if you did.”
[Doubt slides into the ring, chopping The Sharkman down with a fierce Clothesline, just as the tentacles around his feet release. Marvolo can barely move an inch before he’s grabbed and wrapped up into EATING YOURSELF ALIVE!] [The Emotion drops him hard on the canvas before turning its attention to Trébol. It snatches the Double Feature Championship, tilting its head.]“Allow it to relieve you of your key, Trebol,” [It says with aplomb.] “You seem uncertain, but have no fear, we won’t hold that against you.”
[Suddenly, there’s a flash, and tentacles appear around the ring, grabbing it before vanishing.] [Doubt lets out a hideous laugh.] [Cut.]