[An unknown location.]

[The sounds of muffled struggle lie behind a heavy steel door.]

[Footsteps grow louder on the other side as the sound of a lock clicks and the door begins to open.]

[The Killer King emerges.]

[His sleeves are rolled up. There’s fresh blood soaking his dress shirt.]

“It’s been a long time coming, Joseph.”

“When you and I first met, you were a worthless, pathetic shell of your former self. On Death Row, you were broken and lost.. but most importantly..”

“You were abandoned.”

[Jasper strides across the room, beginning to unbutton his shirt.]

“The family that you love so dear wanted nothing to do with you. They left you to rot in that filthy jail cell.”

“When you needed them most, they were no where to be found.

[Jasper pauses for a moment as he disrobes.]

“But that was nothing new to you. Jackson has always been the star child of the family, leaving you on the outside peering in. Forced to live up to his name and struggle in his shadow.”

“When I found you, there wasn’t a thing you could do about that. You were always to struggle to live up to the man that Jackson had become.”

“I gave you the means to fight back.”

“I gave you what you needed to become your own man.”

“If it wasn’t for me, you’d have never seen another day outside of that cell. You never would have made it back to Old School Wrestling, and you never would have been able to call yourself World Champion.”

[Jasper scoffs.]

“I made you, Joseph.”

“Where George and Mary failed, I succeeded. I took a lost young boy and I made a man capable of standing on his own two feet out of him. And what did you do?”

[Redgrave lowers his head and speaks with a bit of a grimace.]

“You drove the cold steel blade of betrayal into my back the moment you saw the opportunity.”

“You betrayed me and you ran right back to the same family that left you for dead.”

“But where the fuck are they now, Joseph?”

[Redgrave glares with a cold hard stare.]

“At Red Snow, you’re just as alone and broken as you were when I found your sorry ass.”

“But this time, I won’t be picking up the pieces.”

“You’ve a few short days to cherish what you still have, Joseph.”

“Because this time, I’m taking everything from you.”

“I’m taking your World Championship.”

“And I’m taking everything that you love.”

[Redgrave reaches out, his hand wrapping around the handle of a long knife. With a gleam in his eye, Redgrave turns back to the door he first walked out of.]

“It’s been a long time coming, my friend..”

“But at Red Snow, it’s time for the King to finally take his throne.”

“Over your cold, lifeless body.”

[Redgrave gives a bit of an evil chuckle as he gracefully approaches the large door and opens it..]

“Ooooh Marrrrrrrrry… it’s time!”

[SLAM!]

[The door shuts and locks behind him.]

[Fade.]