Don't forget the popcorn

A teenage boy is scrolling through the RWF website enjoying the predictions and commentaries about the upcoming
matches on Crackdown. His computer monitor flickers for a moment and then returns to normal. He looks disgustedly
down at the screen, sighs, and then begins to click links once again. For a second time the monitor flickers and this time
the entire screen is filled with a maniacally grinning face. The face is wearing a restraint mask and seems to be staring right through the screen with its piercing gaze.

Asylum: Don't try to adjust the monitor. I'm inside the system. I have something to say and it is something you all need to
hear.

The boy begins to click on the 'x' to try to close the screen worried that his computer is being infected by a virus or trojan horse or something.

Asylum: That's not going to work so just stop and hear me out. I am Asylum.  I am the bringer of nightmares.  I am the killer of dreams.  I am the man whom Satan fears and who your parents warned you about.  I am all that is wrong with the world and I am coming to the RWF.  I will be on Crackdown and the tag team of The Feared is scheduled to be my first victims. I don't know much about this team, but I can tell you that it doesn't matter what I do or don't know. I am coming to the RWF for one thing and one thing only. To destroy anyone and anything in my path. In the UWE I grew soft. I grew content. I grew complacent. Those are things that I am no longer going to be. Slash, Scream, your first mistake was to sign on the dotted
line to agree to face Braxton and myself in the ring. Your second mistake will be to show up.

The boy wants to just turn off the computer, but there is something about the eyes and the hypnotic quality of the voice he is hearing that keeps him glued to the screen.

Asylum: I don't know much about my partner Braxton other than we once competed in the same organization, but I don't
need to know that either. Braxton, no offense, but you won't be needed on Saturday night. I'd tell you to take the day off,
but I know you're gonna want to collect your paycheck just as much as I do so I look forward to having you in my corner. You're going to watch the match from the best seat in the house.

Asylum grows silent for a moment letting his words sink in.

Asylum: So in closing before I return you to whatever you were doing on your laptop or mobile device I want to say to Slash and Scream, don't forget to update your Last Will and Testament. And to Braxton...

The maniacal grin turns to one of sick glee.

Asylum: ...don't forget the popcorn.

Asylum erupts into a gale of evil laughter that continues as the screen fades to black. The words: 'I now return you to your regularly scheduled programming' appear in the darkness. The RWF once again appears on the teenagers monitor. He
stares at the screen for a moment before shuddering and closing down the computer.