(I am surrounded by darkness. I can not see. Wait I know why my eyes are covered with what appears to be duck tape. I try to take the duck tape off my eyes but find that my arms are tied. I can't move my arms and I can't move my legs. I remember that I have a pocket knife in my back pocket. I reach into my back pocket. Damn ! Not there. He must have found it. I hear distant voices. They sound friendly I've finally been found.
(Just then Hugh Angel and Chris Stone walks up behind Johnny Sinclair.)
Hugh Angel: He's awake lets start the torture.
After hearing that I begin to get incredibly nervous. They're going to kill me or worse eat me. I try to flee but am still incarcerated by these clowns. Why does it have to be this way ? What have I done to these guys ? All I did was give Hugh Angel a career. I gave him an opportunity to bring his life together and this is how he repays me ? Chris Stone is a real piece of work. This guy was banned from the sport because he was black balled. No one would have anything to do with the guy after he killed a guy in the ring. Of course it was an accident. This guy doesn't have the balls to kill anybody on purpose or does he ?
I have to think quickly. I need to get out of here. These men are crazy and I already have been hit in the head so many times it's not even funny. It's amazing that I am able to think at all. I'm going to beat the ever living crap out of Hugh in the ring this Monday , if I even make it to this Monday. Either way the match will happen as plan , it's got to. The only way to get retribution is to humiliate this man in front of the masses.
Suddenly I try to get up again and use all of my might. I aburtley manage to escape the clutches of the ropes and chair. I get up and take the duck tape off my eyes. As I do Chris Stone is right in front of me. I see his dumb looking face and am terrified. I manage to kick him in the gut and just run out of the room. I find myself in a very unfamiliar place. I have no clue where I am. I'm some where in the woods as I look back I see a wooden cabin only seen in movies. I'm in the middle of no where. The weather climate is differant. Living my life in Southern ,CA most of my life I have never experienced such cold. Am I in another state or am I in another Country. I look at a sign that is written in English and in French. My GOD ! I'm in Canada. But how could they ? How could they managed to smuggle me into another Country without my pass port. Something is very fishy here.
I Make my way to a near by town. The towns people seem friendly. I walk into the town's pub and order a whiskey. I find a near by phone and call Mosh Pit. "Mosh Pit" I said. "Bro... is that you ? Oh my GOD I am so glad to hear from you. I've been worried sick." "I don't have any time my friend , I managed to escape Angel and Stone but they're on my tail. I need you to meet me at the Airport and bring me my Drivers License so I can cross the border. I can't get on a plane without some kind of Identification." "Where the hell are you man?" "I'm in Montreal Canada." "I'll be there as soon as I can." After hanging up with Mosh Pit I decide that I need some kind of security. I call the police and ask them to escort me to the Airport. After that I made sure that Airport Security watched over me in case they decide to try to kidnap me again. I wait for Mosh Pit while mingling with people in the lobby. Hugh if you're listening , I will get my revenge. I was the hunted but this time I will be the hunter.........
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