Post by TheButcher on Jun 21, 2016 1:02:03 GMT -5
[The Unknown is seen stalking the hallways of the Trans-Allegheny Lunatic Asylum at 3:00 AM on a hot, summer evening with the solstice moon shining through old, fogged up blown glass windows in the distance. He hears a noise in the distance and starts marching faster towards the sound. It appears it's coming from the old hydrotherapy room. At this point, he sees a male with a Spiritbox and an EVP recorder. He overhears the male say, "What is your name? Did you live hear?" At this point, The Unknown walks in the room and the male's eyes become as big as white dinner plates. The Unknown grabs the male by his throat at this point...]
The Unknown: To answer your questions weakling, I am The Unknown to you. Did I live here? [Guttural, deep laugh] The better question is, 'Where haven't I've lived, or in my case, died!
Male: But, er..what are...
The Unknown: Silence! I know who you are.. You ALWAYS claim to see 'shadow people,'but when one finally appears to you in reality, you shit your pants like a pre-schooler. So, Zak... Did you send Aaron into another caged room again because you're a thumbsucker??
Zak Bagans: But, we're filming...
The Unknown: Do. You. Know. The. Word. SILENCE!! WHAT THE HELL?? I'll talk, and you..and, everyone out there will hear what needs to be heard!
Zak: Ummm..
[At this point, The Unknown is sick of Zak's whining, and gives him a sit out powerbomb onto the old, grimy tile floor. Zak is laid out cold. The Unknown takes the camera.]
The Unknown: So, 7 opponents in a Battle Royal for my PPV debut at Blast? I can't remember their names.. I think Brooklyn Brawler, Barry Horowitz, Hornswoggle,... Oh, nevermimd.. That's from that other Indy promotion that's trying be like WCF. The 7 opponents I will wreck havoc, destroy, and unceremoniously toss over the top rope are probably concession stand workers. As I have stood in the shadows, in the dark, and in this comfortable place they call an 'asylum,' I know no pain, no fear, and no mortal. Everyone wants to say they stared down death...well, here I am! Take a picture, because it lasts longer!!!
[The Unknown takes the camera, and throws it like a toy right at Zak as the camera breaks and the video feed is lost...]
The Unknown: To answer your questions weakling, I am The Unknown to you. Did I live here? [Guttural, deep laugh] The better question is, 'Where haven't I've lived, or in my case, died!
Male: But, er..what are...
The Unknown: Silence! I know who you are.. You ALWAYS claim to see 'shadow people,'but when one finally appears to you in reality, you shit your pants like a pre-schooler. So, Zak... Did you send Aaron into another caged room again because you're a thumbsucker??
Zak Bagans: But, we're filming...
The Unknown: Do. You. Know. The. Word. SILENCE!! WHAT THE HELL?? I'll talk, and you..and, everyone out there will hear what needs to be heard!
Zak: Ummm..
[At this point, The Unknown is sick of Zak's whining, and gives him a sit out powerbomb onto the old, grimy tile floor. Zak is laid out cold. The Unknown takes the camera.]
The Unknown: So, 7 opponents in a Battle Royal for my PPV debut at Blast? I can't remember their names.. I think Brooklyn Brawler, Barry Horowitz, Hornswoggle,... Oh, nevermimd.. That's from that other Indy promotion that's trying be like WCF. The 7 opponents I will wreck havoc, destroy, and unceremoniously toss over the top rope are probably concession stand workers. As I have stood in the shadows, in the dark, and in this comfortable place they call an 'asylum,' I know no pain, no fear, and no mortal. Everyone wants to say they stared down death...well, here I am! Take a picture, because it lasts longer!!!
[The Unknown takes the camera, and throws it like a toy right at Zak as the camera breaks and the video feed is lost...]
