She sits upon high with a golden ticket in her clutches.
She has something I wish I could have, a moment, trapped in a briefcase, and she intends to make the most of that moment.
Just like she made the most of our team, just like she’s used her marriage to the ever-enigmatic Valkyrie to elevate her position in life.
When the whole of Arcadia looks at her, they see something to aspire to, they see someone they want to be.
They see the woman who’s pulled herself up by her bootstraps to be one of the few who’re just the right breath away from the OSW Championship.
Forgotten all too quickly is the woman made famous by being stalked by a lunatic, whose biggest claim to fame was a video of her in her underwear.
They forget she was helpless to stop that madman who made her the star in a true-to-life horror movie, as he broke down doors and made her his masterpiece.
They forget that without the Ominous Tide coming in and sweeping her from her feet, she’d very well be a cadaver with that Horror movie playing on a loop above her posed corpse.
Even she’s forgotten where she came from. Believe me, I’ve heard her speak over the last sixty-eight days I was tied to her like a dog on a choke chain but for the Preservationists, I sacrificed.
This week, Eclipse, the time has come to dissolve our partnership.
At the end of the day, it was a… partnership of convenience, and this week I remind everyone of what you used to be…
An Aurora of bad decisions, an array of poor deeds, and sloppiness.
An adrenaline junky, a dog chasing the mail cart, always on the run, always wanting that next big high.
You dye your hair black, paint dark circles under your eyes, all to hide who you once were, who you are.
Because underneath that goth queen look, you are the same scared woman running from every lunatic you’re confronted with when you’re on your own.
The thing is, my dear partner, this week, I’m the lunatic, and I’m not looking to make you into a masterpiece.
I am not known to play with my food in that nature.
My meals tend to bow at my feet before they fall to me.
Realization setting in on them, exactly who they’re dealing with.
The man who in one moment can reduce them to their weakest point in life, and Eclipse this week you’ll taste what the true…
Chemical X is, when you breathe it in, and in that moment, who you once were will come flooding back to you.
The scared woman you once were body caught in a state of flight twenty-four/seven, but you’ll find yourself grounded at the hands of a Chemist.
Welcome back to your very own Horror Movie, my dear friend, I am going to give you exactly what you want…
The Spotlight…
And this week, we’ll all get to watch it fade because…
In the end, everything dies.