SophiaSlowly opens her eyes, still a bit disoriented, and finds herself lying in pitch darkness. She goes to get up only to find herself restricted within very close quarters.

Sophia: What the f***?

Sophia puts her hands out and feels the silk fabric surrounding her. She tries to push only to feel a firm barrier beyond the fabric. Sophia continues to feel around and realizes that she is completely encapsulated.

Sophia: No… no.. are you f****ng kidding me?! What kind of sick April Fools joke is this? Is this what I think it is??

Sophia pushes frantically all around the inside the coffin, desperately trying to find a way to push something open but nothing budges. She startles when she feels her phone begin to ring unexpectedly on vibrate. Sophia digs in her pocket and grabs the only light source, and sees unknown number on the caller id. Her shaking fingers manage to pick up the call.

???: I hope you've enjoyed your rest, Sophia… I'm sure you're finding your situation rather… cozy.

Sophia recognizes the voice and begins kicking as she yells into the phone.

Sophia: HOLLY!!! YOU SICK SON OF A BITCH!! A COFFIN?? WHERE AM I?? GET -ME -OUT!!

Holly: Ohhh not so fast, Sophia. You hear that?

Splat splat splat

Holly: Nobody will be finding you anytime soon. Sit tight, take the time you have now to reflect. Who knows how long you’ll be here before someone finds you. I mean you are 6 feet under.

Holly laughs as the phone cuts out and the battery dies and Sophia is left alone in darkness again, only to hear the sound of dirt falling onto the coffin until it slowly fades away. Sophia screams and pounds on the coffin with all the energy she has left.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Someone better call 911. That B***H is crazy.
	I might have to go and find her before it's too late.

We're backstage where Sid Harrison is walking the hallways with a can of beer in one hand and some pickled onion chips in the other.

Sid Harrison: "Anyone seen Wrex?"

Sid looks around but there is no answer.

Sid Harrison: "I GUESS I GOT TO START YELLING... ANYONE SEEN WREX???!"

There is still no answer, Sid shrugs as he continues around the corner and then around another corner. He catches Jim Black who looks like he has come out from a meeting.

Sid Harrison: "YOU!!!"

Jim turns around and looks at Sid.

Jim Black: "You talking to me?"

Sid Harrison: "YES... Errrr black guy dude who's name I forgot."

Jim Black: "It's Jim Black."

Sid Harrison: "CLOSE ENOUGH!"

Jim Black: "You don't need to shout, I am right here."

Sid Harrison takes a sip of his beer and lets out a belch.

Sid Harrison: "YOU SEEN WREX???!"

Jim lets out a sigh.

Before Jim goes to answer, OCW Turmoil general manager Regan comes walking by with two security guards.

Regan: "HEY SID!"

Sid looks at Jim.

Sid Harrison: "Why are you shouting?"

Jim then looks at Sid.

Jim Black: "Annoying... Isn't it?"

Sid shrugs as he holds up his packet of pickled onions crisps and devours the entire packet.

Regan: "I can't have you interfering and taking out Wrex before his match tonight Sid, so I am going to have to ask you to leave immediately."

Sid who has got crumbs all over his hands wipes them on Jim's jacket.

Jim Black: "What the hell you doing? I just got that dry cleaned."

Jim angrily walks off.

Regan: "SID..."

Sid Harrison: "YES???!"

Regan: "YOU NEED TO LEAVE NOW!"

Sid Harrison: "I just want to give him his tooth back after our match from last week."

Regan: "I won't ask you again Sid."

Sid looks at the two security guards and laughs. He downs his can of beer before dropping the can on the floor and using his foot to stamp on the can. The security guards back off a bit. Regan rolls his eyes at them as Sid once again just shrugs.

Regan: "What do I pay you idiots for? Seriously!"

Sid Harrison: "If you want me to leave I'll leave, but do me a favor Regan? Give this to Wrex if you see him."

Sid pulls out Wrex's tooth from his pocket and passes it to Regan. Sid makes his way to the fire exit door which is just behind Regan. There is a sign that says "Open in an emergency only."

The door has green banding over it. Sid snaps it and forces open the door. An alarm goes off.

Sid just casually walks on outside as the security guards run over to the door.

Regan: "Not that door Sid..."

The camera pans to the announce team.

	He's such an idiot!
	Good call by our general manager though.

The two women are handed mics and wait patiently for Madison’s boos to die down.

Madison: So here we are, the moment of truth.
Madison Cox, The White Queen of Turmoil and...Matsuda’s sister. Let's give her a round of applause, peasants.

Madison claps for Minami, and the audience joins in.

Madison: We are thirty days away from a true clash of generations. Though I'm told this will air on Saturday since our time slot is being given to a fundraiser for Smythe, who recently came out as the only male victim of Bill Cosby.

Madison: Anyway! This is a passing of the torch from your brother...to my King.

Madison: Before we sign this, i'd like to know what your brother is feeling right now. Just a year ago he was in Dennis’s position. Chasing an icon, a standard bearer that came before him. When Matsuda finally had his chance, Majin was a shell of his former self.

Madison: One year later, will the Devil prove to be too old...too slow...and expired?

Minami sighed loudly.

Minami: I've already told you, Ms. Cox. I told you that I only came here to make sure that the contract was acceptable and that you would sign. I'm not my brother’s keeper…

Minami: What I do know is that the devil will not be making an appearance at Wrestlution. It isn't needed, and won't be necessary to waste that mind set on your Champion. Majin was a different story. A legend, an icon…

Minami: To compare your Dennis Black to Majin or Matsuda is insulting.

Madison’s face was turning red.

Madison: If there is no Devil, then the match isn't important. The match means nothing if I can't hold the EX over his fallen body. I want to beat the Devil, square in the ring. Under the bright lights of the Tokyo Dome.

Minami: ‘I’ this…’I’ that. I've never met such a self centered woman in my life. Is this match for the Legacy of Madison Cox? Or is it the legacy of Dennis Black that concerns you?

Madison: There is no Dennis Black without Madison Cox.

Minami: If I had to guess, your Champion just hadn't given Matsuda reason enough to ‘be’ the Devil we know he can be.

Madison steps a bit closer, Minami appears unimpressed…

Madison: Perhaps I can give him a reason. A reason for Matsuda to fight his hardest. To arrive with his best, with nothing but malicious intent in his heart?

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Madison is right, there really is no Dennis Black without her.
	I think Dennis will have something to say about that.

We pan to the ramparts of a castle, Ryu Matsumoto is standing, looking over the edge. He ponders to himself aloud.

RYU: Something is rotten in the state of Turmoil…

A flashlight darts across the face of the castle and settles on Ryu.

SECURITY: Hey! What are you doing up there?!

The camera pans out to reveal that Ryu is standing at the top of a castle set piece somewhere in the arena’s large storage room.

SECURITY: WRESTLER’S MUST STAY IN THE AREAS DESIGNATED FOR THE WRESTLING EVENT YOU DON’T HAVE THE CLEARANCE TO BE HERE!

RYU: No, no its fine, I’m the Governor of South Carolina.

SECURITY: WHAT?

Before the security guard can finish his inquiry or attempt to apprehend him Ryu darts off and away.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Has he lost his damn mind?
	Look out for Spidertrash.

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