[The Gallery.]
[The sounds of a struggle are masked by the blaring musical tune of Bobby Darin’s “Mack The Knife.”]
“MMM, HMM.. MMMMMMMMM..!”
[The muffled screams of a woman in distress can be heard ever so slightly.]
[In the middle of the room stands a table, and laid atop of that..?]
[Aurora.]
[She lay tied and bound atop of the table, struggling to break free.]
“Why struggle, dear? Is this not exactly what you’ve come looking for?”
[The calm, cold and collected voice of a particular Arcadian Artist..]
[Jasper Redgrave.]
[He stands with his back to his victim, unbuttoning his cuffs and rolling up his sleeves.]
[Redgrave reaches over to the old radio set, turning the volume knob down slightly. A slight chuckle is given..]
“It’s never ceased to amazed me the lengths a so-called thrill seeker is willing to go.”
“Some of them willing to push to the extremes in order to chase that high.”
“But I never thought you had that in you, Aurora.”
[He shakes his head as he moves about the table in front of him, his back still turned to her as he speaks.]
“When you entered the fray of Old School Wrestling, I can’t lie.. you were written off as just another pretty face amongst the crowd.”
“I hadn’t given it a second thought whether you were of any threat to me and my work.”
“In fact, I would have ignored you all together.”
“That wasn’t enough for you though, was it?”
[Jasper holds up a sharp tool up to the light, admiring it fondly before placing it back on the table and shaking his head again.]
“In true seeker fashion, you spent a few months looking around. Looking for where you could find your next hit of that thrilling high.”
“You made sure to poke around in circles you shouldn’t have. You purposely made waves where the water was it’s most shallow. You did everything you possibly could to garner the attention of the thrill that you were seeking.”
“And at Chain Reaction, you found it.”
[Jasper takes a moment to laugh in a sinister tone, picking another tool up off the table.]
“At Chain Reaction, you found me.”
“You had come to learn who I am and what I am capable of. And the moment you dropped off that ring apron and crossed me..”
“That was the moment you had taken my full attention.”
[Jasper finally turns to Aurora. He walks over and leans in very close to her, face to face.]
“Now look at you.. pulse sky-rocketing as you struggle to keep a breath about yourself..”
“Overdosing on that high you’ve been chasing all this time..”
[A twisted smirk coils into Jasper’s grave face as he runs the tip of a knife up Aurora’s arm. Unbeknownst to her, he cuts the rope keeping her bound.]
“You’re in for the thrill of a lifetime now, pretty.”
[SLAM!]
[Jasper stabs the knife right next to her head. Her flinching causes her to fall off the table to the floor.]
“See you at Bad Blood.”
[The door suddenly opens as a distraught Aurora scatters to take her leave.]
[Fade.]