The cameras open on a wrestling ring. Standing inside of it is the monsterous Patrick Warner. Patrick Warner's hair has grown long, the beard he's been growing his long as well. He looks like the devil has possesed him. Standing at the base of the ring is the Mastermind himself, Paul Heyman. The former owner of Extreme Championship Wrestling grins at the camera as Pat Warner stands unmoving, like a machine that has yet to be turned on.

Heyman, "I hate to say I told you so... Actually no I don't. Wallstreet, I told you so! I told you that you would lose to my pick! I told you that you would get defeated at Rage in a Cage. Did you believe me? No. You thought you could win. You under-estimated ole' Paul Heyman, and look what happened! King Slender pinned your shoulders to the mat just like I thought he would. You thought you were going to have a walk in the park, but you didn't have a nice walk, did you? Instead, you found out first hand what happens when you spend your entire career ripping off other guys. Taylor McCallister, at Silence is Golden I will take your pride. Don't worry, Taylor, I'll supply the polish."

Heyman steps to the side and claps his hands. The monster known as Pat Warner moves up to the edge of the ropes. He leans against them, towards the camera, his breathing harsh and animalistic.

Heyman, "McCallister. I'll see you at Silence is Golden."

End.