::Jonathan Marx in walking down the hall of hospital, after paying a visit to one of his father’s old friends. He walks by the room of a child, who is sleeping who all of a sudden wakes up startled and calls out for help. Marx, dressed in a tux for event later that evening peers his head and comes in and sits down next to the terrified boy::
JONATHAN MARX: Are you okay? You look absolutely horrified. What is wrong?
::Marx sits on his bed and begins to talk to him::
SICK BOY: I had this horrible dream that this monster was coming for me, I keep on running but he wouldn’t stop following me and he backed me into a corner.
JONATHAN MARX: Monsters aren’t real. They are simply figments of your imagination. By getting scared, you just give them power.
SICK BOY: He had two heads and sharp teeth. He was ugly as hell and he kept on glaring at me with such hatred in his eyes. Blood was dripping out of his mouth. It was something out of a horror novel.
JONATHAN MARX: Well, you don’t have anything to be afraid of, I’m the NEW World Heavyweight Champion. I’ve taken on some awfully mean men. I’m as tough as they come and smart as a whip.
SICK BOY: I recognize you from TV. You are Jonathan Marx, that smart guy who can wrestle… where is Jacobs?
JONATHAN MARX: He is supposed to meet me at the party. Holly and Brandon went in a separate car. I had an old friend I had to visit. What is your name?
SICK BOY: Alfred, but my friends call me Alf for short.
JONATHAN MARX: Well Alf, it is nice to meet you.
SICK BOY: Do you ever get scared?
JONATHAN MARX: We all get scared once in awhile. I use to a lot more when I was a kid.
ALF: What are you afraid of?
JONATHAN MARX: When I was a few years older than you, my Mom started to get sick. I never really ever got scared for myself, but there is nothing more terrifying than seeing someone you love and not being able to help them. She battled a real monster.
ALF: Did she get better?
JONATHAN MARX: Unfortunately, she wasn’t one of the lucky ones. But you know what? She stared her sickness down and fought it with everything she had. She fought it six months longer than even her doctor expected her too.
ALF: She sounds like she was a tough cookie.
JONATHAN MARX: She was and after seeing what she went through, I was never afraid of monsters again. Never give up fighting Alf, even when they say you can’t win. You give that monster all that you have. You never know what you can do unless you try.
ALF: What if the monster gets me though?
JONATHAN MARX: A tough little guy like you? Never. That monster has more than he can handle. Just keep on believing.
FTB