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Post by dantepritchard on Sept 13, 2013 20:52:03 GMT -5
The room is dark, the only thing that's seen it a black silhouette, rocking back and forth in a steel chair.
Dante: So you don't care about me, do you Max. You say you don't give a damn, but I know in the back of your mind, you're wondering. You're wondering, if you should give a damn. Do you not realize who I am? Well of course you don't, for you see, I'm the "new guy" around here. No one yet realizes who exactly I am. *Laughter is heard.* Dante: But you're lucky Max, yes very lucky. You're the very first person to get to step in the ring with Dante Pritchard. You're the one who's going to be able to set the example for everyone else, on what it's like to take a beating from me. I want you to come to the ring, without a care in the world about that William Frost fellow you're ever so worried about, no don't worry about him, because he's the least of your concerns. When you step into my world, no one comes in, and no one leave until I say so. There's no escape from me.
Dante stands up, walks closer to the camera showing his face.
Dante: You're walking into my own personal hell Max, and I hope you're ready, because there's no one who is going to be able to save you. And you can go ahead and scream all you want, it's not going to make a difference. Once I'm done with yuo, it's only a matter of time before my message is heard. I am your nightmare Max. Sweet Dreams!
Dante begins laughing an evil laugh into the camera as he gets closer and closer before the camera fades to black.
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