"For the torrent of the mind, there is only peace in silence...
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The water poured down his face and splashed on the tiled floor below. Eyes closed, he let the cooling sensation wash over him and allowed a long sigh to escape....
"So far so good...", he thought....
Turning the water off he reached out and pulled a towel from a bar hanging on the shower wall just outside the tiled area.
Wrapping it around his midsection he stepped out and rifled through his bag. Pulling out a few things.....a stick of deodorant, hairbrush....he stepped in front of the mirror to assess the damage...
"Not too bad...."
There was a small cut on his forehead, but it was the result of an accident...a stray fingernail scrape from Lance Leizure during the elimination match. Otherwise, he was unscathed.
Finishing up at the mirror he began to get dressed. Images flashed through his mind as he did so...
Mike Plett's face as he stomped away at him during the elimination match....
smile
Kevin Powers lying motionless outside of the ring after being powerbombed there....
smile and a chuckle...
Southern nailing the Party's Over.....then losing his hair.....
The battle royal.....
Troy Windham.....tossed from the ring....surprised.....
A little mosquito leaping onto his back....then getting thrown out for his trouble...
smirk...
Shane Southern on the mat....in no shape to continue but valiantly fighting for all he was worth.....
Shane Southern falling from the apron in defeat....
And that was that......in a moment.....no longer was he under the radar....in a moment....he was thrust into the spotlight....into the limelight.....and all the pressure was firmly on his shoulder.....
Number one contender....
another smile....
"Just the way I planned it....
He stepped out of the dressing room, fully dressed and started down the hallway. The arena was mostly empty now....the people long since filed out of the building...most of the wrestlers gone for the night.....
Some vending machines to the right caught his attention....he had finished his last bottle of water after the battle royal.
While waiting for the water to come down and into the slot below....he glanced to his side...
"Great"
It was Rudy Seitzer. Apparently Rudy was working late.....
"My lucky day", he thought...
So it began.....
"Just how I planned it....
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The water poured down his face and splashed on the tiled floor below. Eyes closed, he let the cooling sensation wash over him and allowed a long sigh to escape....
"So far so good...", he thought....
Turning the water off he reached out and pulled a towel from a bar hanging on the shower wall just outside the tiled area.
Wrapping it around his midsection he stepped out and rifled through his bag. Pulling out a few things.....a stick of deodorant, hairbrush....he stepped in front of the mirror to assess the damage...
"Not too bad...."
There was a small cut on his forehead, but it was the result of an accident...a stray fingernail scrape from Lance Leizure during the elimination match. Otherwise, he was unscathed.
Finishing up at the mirror he began to get dressed. Images flashed through his mind as he did so...
Mike Plett's face as he stomped away at him during the elimination match....
smile
Kevin Powers lying motionless outside of the ring after being powerbombed there....
smile and a chuckle...
Southern nailing the Party's Over.....then losing his hair.....
The battle royal.....
Troy Windham.....tossed from the ring....surprised.....
A little mosquito leaping onto his back....then getting thrown out for his trouble...
smirk...
Shane Southern on the mat....in no shape to continue but valiantly fighting for all he was worth.....
Shane Southern falling from the apron in defeat....
And that was that......in a moment.....no longer was he under the radar....in a moment....he was thrust into the spotlight....into the limelight.....and all the pressure was firmly on his shoulder.....
Number one contender....
another smile....
"Just the way I planned it....
He stepped out of the dressing room, fully dressed and started down the hallway. The arena was mostly empty now....the people long since filed out of the building...most of the wrestlers gone for the night.....
Some vending machines to the right caught his attention....he had finished his last bottle of water after the battle royal.
While waiting for the water to come down and into the slot below....he glanced to his side...
"Great"
It was Rudy Seitzer. Apparently Rudy was working late.....
"My lucky day", he thought...
So it began.....
"Just how I planned it....