The scene opens on Wrex sitting in the room, still trying our different combinations at random

Wrex 0-6-6-6? Nope, guess the fat ass didn't set it.

The door to the room opens.

Jim Black Still?

Wrex I've tried all the different numbers I can, still nothing.

Jim Black Tried simple ones?

Wrex Oh c'mon I doubt he's dumb enough to set it to something like 1-2-3-4.

CLICK

Wrex You have to be f**king kidding me.

Wrex slowly opens the case to reveal what's inside. The contract he's been waiting for all night.. and a Dennis Black shirt.

Wrex The f*ck! Why is it ripped?

He rolls it into a ball and throws it away, finally picking up the contract he's been working for.

Wrex It's finally mine.

Jim Black Wrex, that's not how it works, your name isn't even on it.

Wrex Aye you're right, but luckily I came prepared.

He proceeds to reach into his jacket and pulls out a pen, still attached to a small chain. He scribbles out Austin's name writes in his own.

Wrex See? Problem solved.

Jim It seriously doesn't work like that.

Wrex Show me your proof or get the f*ck out.

Surprisingly with him not carrying any evidence of this actually breaking any legal laws Jim proceeds to walk back out the door.

Wrex You're finally all mine.

***

We come into the scene with Seb Abbott sitting dejected in the locker room, his head was covered with a towel. Seb lifted up the towel looking up and saw he wasn't alone, once again Ginger had somehow shown up rather convienantly.

Ginger: You won, why the long face?

The plucky redhead barely managed to duck out of the way of a chair hurled in his direction.

Ginger: Oh the stipulation Jack mentioned. Win by pinfall keep your job, aaand you won by DQ right? You ought to send a thank you package to Dennis for helping you win.

Seb removed the towel to show his blackened eye and bruised cheek along with a snarled lip.

Seb: Thank him! That little c*nt cost me my job, all I want to do is stove his f**king head in. 

He stood up and began pacing the room, stopping only to glare at Ginger.

Seb: As for Jack, I sure hope that next hot shot doesn't kill him because I want to be the one to finish it.

Ginger: How do you plan on ending him if your fir-

Seb lashed out striking Ginger across the jaw with his elbow, the intern dropped like a sack of sh*t his eyes lolled about in his skull. Seb stepped over Ginger dropping his freshly sweat and blood stained towel onto the interns face.

Seb: That felt real f**king good, see you around Turmoil.

With one last look at a twitching Ginger, Seb opened the locker room door and left. The camera flashes back to our announce team.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	Good to see him in better spirits.
	See you soon man.

	Up next is the Main Event.
	Who is Jackson going to face now?

Jackson Montgomery vs ???

The camera pans to the announce team.

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The End