A dark room is illuminated by a single beam of light. The beam reveals Sanctum with Rhett Holiday in the center and Evelyn and Oliver Sinn on each side of him. The Twins with their erie twisted smiles look up to Holiday as he takes a drag from his cigar.
Holiday: "Before we continue down this path, there is a debt of honor to be paid to the Lautrec family. You fought admiralby even when the numbers
were against you. For that we comend you."
The Twins nod and sip from a wine glass of a thick red liquid. Holiday sips his brandy and all three bow to the camera. The three then focus on the camera again with cold dead stares, the sapphire blue eyes of The Twins and toxic green eyes of Holiday shiny in the light.
Holiday: "With the pleasentrys out of the way, it's time for business. Dinkle... International... Enterprises... We see the game you're playing. We also
see that you chose to play your game in our world. Dinkle you feed a wealth of lies to those weaker willed than us only for your personal
gain. You seek reputation and glory at the cost of others blood and physical sacrifices."
Holiday steps forward his familiar evil grin creeping across his face. The light extends revealing pools of blood on the stone floor and two bodies quivering infront of Holiday. One a woman in a black cloak her long nails grasp at Holiday's pants leg as he kicks her away. The other body is that of a hulking man. His groans of pain begin to echo in the room. The Twins laugh as the run to him and kick him repeatedly.
Holiday: "We've delt with your kind of person Mr. Dinkle, we called her Mother... Mother forgive me, for I know exactly what I need to do."
Holiday stomps the womans head and she goes limp.
Holiday: "Mr. Dinkle, as Number One Contenders for the PWA 6 Man Tag Championships, we take great pleasure in reminding you... In PWA... Everyone
Falls..."
The light fades leaving just the eyes glowing in the darkness and the sounds of labored breathing echoing in the room.Statistics: Posted by Rhett Holiday — Sat Apr 10, 2021 4:29 am
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