The scene opens up inside what appears to at one point be a nice looking hotel room. Now it's trashed, the bed turned over, the mirror broken, lamps shattered, picture frames falling off the walls, and a bare bulb flickering overhead, the room dim and it's hard to see exactly everything in the room. Something moves int the darkness, something rocking back and forth in the far corner of the room. After a few moments a voice emerges, the voice of Mankind.

“I may have fallen short at Fanniversary. I may have been unable to do everything I had set out to do but I did incite change. I did put Jeff Hardy in his place and I showed them all that I am still a forced to be reckoned with. And what's my prize for all of my hard work? How do they decide to reward me? They throw me into a match with CM Punk... C...M...Punk. Why not just slap me in the face?!”

He shouts out, gripping and pulling at his hair as he lets out a loud groan, leaning forward.

“CM Punk is just a waist of my time! What are you people thinking? I'm the new monster of the EBWF. I'm the one breathing new life in this company, pushing everyone to their limit and beyond out there in the ring week after week, match after match. I've been clawing my way up to the top and I have not and will not let anything stand in my way. Especially someone who calls himself a punk. You're a joke! I don't care what you've done or what you think you've accomplished here, when you step into that ring with me you are just second best.”

Mankind chuckles, shaking his head as he rocks back and forth again.

“YOU ARE NOTHING! And that is exactly what I am going to leave you as this week.”

He lets out a loud laugh, the screen going dark.