The room is dark, a single light swaying from a cord in the ceiling. Through the dustiness, we see Bray Wyatt standing with a smile on his face. He has a picture in his hand, and is looking at it lovingly. The camera pans over his shoulder to show a picture of Cactus Jack, covered in blood and surrounded by barbed wire.
Bray Wyatt: You see, Cactus, we just don't see people like you anymore, man. You are one of a kind and that is a great thing. There are far too many followers in this world; people that think the greatest contribution they can give to society is just to agree and move along. But not you, Jack, no no no. You went above and beyond. You took that extra step. You took the leap of faith, and you proved that you are truly one of the most sadistic wrestlers of all time, and one of the best at it. What you didn't count on, was that there are more of you. You are twisted, cold, and uncaring for your own body, let alone your opponents'. And that's where you and I are similar, man. Do you think Lucifer cared that he was exhiled from heaven for speaking out? What mattered to him was that God heard his message and wasn't just surrounded by angels that agreed without thinking. And that's where the similarities between you and I end.
He looks up, holding up the photo.
Bray Wyatt: You see, man, you are so content with everybody knowing that you are the most hardcore man in wrestling history. All you cared about was that people agreed that you were the best. Cactus Jack, you may not see it, but in this case, you truly think of yourself on the same pedestal as God. Because of your accomplishments, you are unable to do any wrong. You get passes for mistakes in your past because the good outweigh the bad. But that's not how I play, man. You made people risk their lives. People who looked up to you and wanted to be just like you. Some of my brothers are forever mutilated because of trying to emulate your disgusting actions in the ring. And I, like Lucifer, will not stand idly by and let this go on. I will fight to make this right, not me you, not for me, but for each and every child that YOU hurt through your own reckless lifestyle, because you are a selfish man, Cactus Jack. You are a selfish man who cares not how he effects others, but how he is remembered. And for that... You will pay the ultimate price.
He drops the photo frame and we hear the shatter of glass on the floor. He looks at the camera with a dark scowl on his face before the feed glitches and we see dark red writings that says:
FIND ME
Bray Wyatt: You see, Cactus, we just don't see people like you anymore, man. You are one of a kind and that is a great thing. There are far too many followers in this world; people that think the greatest contribution they can give to society is just to agree and move along. But not you, Jack, no no no. You went above and beyond. You took that extra step. You took the leap of faith, and you proved that you are truly one of the most sadistic wrestlers of all time, and one of the best at it. What you didn't count on, was that there are more of you. You are twisted, cold, and uncaring for your own body, let alone your opponents'. And that's where you and I are similar, man. Do you think Lucifer cared that he was exhiled from heaven for speaking out? What mattered to him was that God heard his message and wasn't just surrounded by angels that agreed without thinking. And that's where the similarities between you and I end.
He looks up, holding up the photo.
Bray Wyatt: You see, man, you are so content with everybody knowing that you are the most hardcore man in wrestling history. All you cared about was that people agreed that you were the best. Cactus Jack, you may not see it, but in this case, you truly think of yourself on the same pedestal as God. Because of your accomplishments, you are unable to do any wrong. You get passes for mistakes in your past because the good outweigh the bad. But that's not how I play, man. You made people risk their lives. People who looked up to you and wanted to be just like you. Some of my brothers are forever mutilated because of trying to emulate your disgusting actions in the ring. And I, like Lucifer, will not stand idly by and let this go on. I will fight to make this right, not me you, not for me, but for each and every child that YOU hurt through your own reckless lifestyle, because you are a selfish man, Cactus Jack. You are a selfish man who cares not how he effects others, but how he is remembered. And for that... You will pay the ultimate price.
He drops the photo frame and we hear the shatter of glass on the floor. He looks at the camera with a dark scowl on his face before the feed glitches and we see dark red writings that says:
FIND ME