Post by Deleted on Jan 19, 2014 23:21:55 GMT -5
-The camera comes to a close up of the front doors of the arena as they were opened by two arena employees. A limo door opened up and out stepped a familiar face. Could the rumors that were circulating the EHWF world be true? I stepped out of the limo dressed in a gray Giorgio Armani suit. I reached back into the limo and pulled out a Tumi Astor Dorilton Slim Flap briefcase before shutting the door. I knocked twice on the top of the limo and then watched it exit down the street. Finally, I turned towards the doors. One of the gentleman working stepped towards me.-
Arena Staff Member (Male): Let me grab your bag for you!
Raymond LaPointe: Excuse me?
Arena Staff Member (Male): Would you like me to gr-
Raymond LaPointe: With all do respect, kid. This is not an everyday bag. This is a Tumi Astor Dorilton... You just don't hand these over to anybody.
Arena Staff Member (Male): I-I'm so sorry, sir. Would you like me to get anything for you?
Raymond LaPointe: I would like you to get out of my way, that's for sure..
Arena Staff Member (Male): Again, I apologize, sir.
Raymond LaPointe: Sir.. sir.. sir. Do you not know who I am?
Arena Staff Member (Male): You must be Bill Ryder... He is scheduled to show up at this time...
-"Bill Ryder" ... "Bill Ryder" ... "Bill Ryder". The name kept circling my head. I knew who Bill Ryder was; yet the thought of him back in the business baffled me. Bill Ryder, back in the wrestling world... I honestly couldn't believe it. I haven't heard from Bill since 2008. A part of me lost focus on what I came to the arena for, but then it hit me.-
Raymond LaPointe: I said get out of my way, move kid.
-I brushed through the staff and entered the arena. I took a deep breath and looked around. The arena wasn't fancy at all. In fact, it looked damaged. There was a nice front lobby if you could get past the awful yellow tinted water marked ceiling, assorted trash and pop corn leftovers on the floor, and screaming thirteen year old kids begging for tickets to see the show. I clenched my briefcase with my left hand, fixed my tie with my right, and headed through the crowd and towards the elevator. After pressing the down button I awaited my departure from such an awful scene. The elevator door opened up and...-
TBC by YOU (ANYBODY)!