(Drew Rosen sits in front of his flip camera. His head is bowed. He exhales.)

Drew: You know when our number one contender thinks this isn't going to happen? There is trouble in River City. Now me? I could go either way. If we're done? Yippie. Schools cancelled. I am going to go sledding. Doesn't matter if there's no snow.

(A beatific grin crosses his face.)

Drew: But if it happens? Parts Unknown is going to have the house brung down by the violence I aim to perpetrate on Seth Copeland's person. As I said in my previous, oddly dated missive, the longer someone tries to deny their cold brutish natures? The faster their time runs out. And when I charge down the hill? That's when you get your midnight.

(He drops to his knees.)

Drew: But I am not saying this out of disrespect. I started using the F-5 as tribute. You used to kill people back in the day. And I came to the WWA all because of what you were. Not what you are. Not what you profess to be.

(He breathes out a chuckle.)

Drew: And I'll admit, living your true nature is hard. I was thinking the Hobo King was going to wrestle on the up and up. I got beat by it. I was stunned. And the fact of the matter is? It's my fault. I should have treated him for what he was. Not what I was.

(He bows his head.)

Drew: Not what I am. And I got what I deserved for it. But now? I'm moving forward. Now? I've got a real target in my sights. Now? I will fight you like the man you used to be. Seth Copeland, one way or another, I send your spirit to the great beyond.

(The camera fades to black.)