Post by Kyle on Mar 17, 2014 15:17:32 GMT -5
The scene opens to Hank Brown standing outside the closed door of a locker room.
Hank Brown: To those of you tuning into the post-show on your WCF Network apps, I've just received word that the "First Apostle" Mark Dillinger wishes to deliver a message right here, right now! In fact, he's waiting for us right now on the other side of this door. So without further ado. . .
Hank Brown opens the door at the same moment that a chair was thrown into the wall.
Mark Dillinger: It isn't suppose to happen like this!
The camera follows slowly into the room to reveal a wild Mark Dillinger. Chairs covered the entirety of the locker room floor, an empty rack in the center of the room where they had been previously hanging before Dillinger found them. The final chair from this rack is currently in his arms, cradled to his chest by his one good hand.
Mark Dillinger: He took the chair and SLAMMED it down. Wham, Wham, WHAM! It isn't suppose to happen this way, but I couldn't stop it.
Dillinger slings the final chair against the wall with his hand, shaking his head in despair
Mark Dillinger: Damn him. Damn. him.
Mark finally notices the camera. He points at it, a wild and confused look in his eyes.
Mark Dillinger: Cormack Cash!
Mark shakes his head, confused by his words.
Mark Dillinger: Waylon MacNeill!
Mark starts beating himself over the head with his stump, confusion overshadowing his rage. The initial fire has dissipated, replaced with fear. Mark cowers away from the camera, fleeing into the shower area.
Mark Dillinger: What is happening to me?! Be quiet! He needs me!
Hank, who is utterly confused by the situation, follows Dillinger into the shower. The man was currently cowering in the corner, as far away from the camera as he can get.
Mark Dillinger: He won't admit it, but he needs me. He needs me. Why can't he see that he needs me?
The camera moves closer to Dillinger, who is watching the approach. Out of desperation, he throws a balled up piece of paper at Hank, impacting against his shin. When this doesn't stop his approach, though, Dillinger just covers his head in the fetal position.
Mark Dillinger: It isn't suppose to happen like this.
And with that, Dillinger is officially broken, his words replaced by sobs and groans. Hank waits for a few moments for Mark to pull himself together before motioning for the camera to back away. On his way out, he picks up the paper Dillinger threw at him. It isn't until he's outside the locker room, though, when he unballs it, revealing a note. He looks at it closely as he reads it aloud.
Hank Brown: Don't make the wrong decision. Let me help you.
Hank looks back at the camera with wide eyes.
Hank Brown: Signed the Missing Right Hand.
And with that, the abrupt end to the video.
Hank Brown: To those of you tuning into the post-show on your WCF Network apps, I've just received word that the "First Apostle" Mark Dillinger wishes to deliver a message right here, right now! In fact, he's waiting for us right now on the other side of this door. So without further ado. . .
Hank Brown opens the door at the same moment that a chair was thrown into the wall.
Mark Dillinger: It isn't suppose to happen like this!
The camera follows slowly into the room to reveal a wild Mark Dillinger. Chairs covered the entirety of the locker room floor, an empty rack in the center of the room where they had been previously hanging before Dillinger found them. The final chair from this rack is currently in his arms, cradled to his chest by his one good hand.
Mark Dillinger: He took the chair and SLAMMED it down. Wham, Wham, WHAM! It isn't suppose to happen this way, but I couldn't stop it.
Dillinger slings the final chair against the wall with his hand, shaking his head in despair
Mark Dillinger: Damn him. Damn. him.
Mark finally notices the camera. He points at it, a wild and confused look in his eyes.
Mark Dillinger: Cormack Cash!
Mark shakes his head, confused by his words.
Mark Dillinger: Waylon MacNeill!
Mark starts beating himself over the head with his stump, confusion overshadowing his rage. The initial fire has dissipated, replaced with fear. Mark cowers away from the camera, fleeing into the shower area.
Mark Dillinger: What is happening to me?! Be quiet! He needs me!
Hank, who is utterly confused by the situation, follows Dillinger into the shower. The man was currently cowering in the corner, as far away from the camera as he can get.
Mark Dillinger: He won't admit it, but he needs me. He needs me. Why can't he see that he needs me?
The camera moves closer to Dillinger, who is watching the approach. Out of desperation, he throws a balled up piece of paper at Hank, impacting against his shin. When this doesn't stop his approach, though, Dillinger just covers his head in the fetal position.
Mark Dillinger: It isn't suppose to happen like this.
And with that, Dillinger is officially broken, his words replaced by sobs and groans. Hank waits for a few moments for Mark to pull himself together before motioning for the camera to back away. On his way out, he picks up the paper Dillinger threw at him. It isn't until he's outside the locker room, though, when he unballs it, revealing a note. He looks at it closely as he reads it aloud.
Hank Brown: Don't make the wrong decision. Let me help you.
Hank looks back at the camera with wide eyes.
Hank Brown: Signed the Missing Right Hand.
And with that, the abrupt end to the video.
