Devour

[Jack]

The camera slowly panned backwards on a pale skinned, dark haired figure sat upon a large crate in the backstage area. All of that raven colored hair hide most of her face and she looked almost like a statue do to how little she moved or even breathed. Todd Grisham looked on carefully and wasn't sure how to begin an interview with someone so stiff and desolate. He looked at his camera man who wasn't going to be able to offer much help before clearing his throat.

| Todd Grisham | Joining me currently is..Paige..

| Paige | Hello.

Her voice came out cold and dead but with an almost eerie kind of jittery excitement.

| Todd Grisham | Uh. Hi. Since returning you've looked rather impressive. But also a little more..unusual than we're used to. Would you care to speak on that?

| Paige | No.

| Todd Grisham | A-Alright? How about your apparent alliance with Becky Lynch and Emma? Anything you would like to say about that?

| Paige | No.

| Todd Grisham | Then..anything you would like to say about your opponent for this week's Warfare: Torrie Wilson.

| Paige | Torrie Wilson, I'm going to devour you.

Paige lifted her head slightly upwards and her eyes could be seen from behind some strands of hair. They looked departed and barren

| Paige | In Satan's name I will leave you broken and battered. My great majesty will show me the way and I will follow. He guides me along this wretched path and I will go THROUGH you. I will sacrifice you to him. Your screams will echo off the walls of hell for eternity.

She sort of giggled to herself and began to rock back and forth, kicking her legs lightly

| Paige | ..Or, you know, something like that.

Todd looked on with wide eyes before giving a very slow nod

| Todd Grisham | Well, I'm sure Torrie will think long and hard about those words. I know I will. Thank you for your time.

The Brit only laughed again in response as she began to stroke her own hair, which still hide her face, as the interviewer slowly backed away