The cure...

*The scene comes to our vision and we see Rumpke. With a corn shovel in hand, standing in front of the paver. His short and stalky frame bulges even more at this point where he's recieved the workout that he was looking for. His muscles are tired and he feels the spurs in his back waging war on his nerves.*

*Rumpke's short and thick arms are revealing their veins. All of his muscles have been fighting him ever since his body has decided that it was deprived of oxygen. Yet, we look at him and he never stops slinging blacktop. It's been this way all day as he's thought about all of the walls trying to close in around him and he beings pushing himself harder just so he won't have to think about it even though he knows that eventually.. These thoughts will eventually return to him once he slows down..

Rumpke knows that even though he wants to slow down, he can't as long as the option is there. He must always keep going so he can keep the wolves at bay. Yet he knows that they will never give up. These beasts will always keep coming and he won't ever get rid of them.*

*He continues to throw blacktop 40 feet from one spot to another all day until this pain filled relief is abrutley ended. Rumpke staggers over to where the recently laid and hardened blacktop meets the packing material that is to lay flush with it. He walks a few steps past the number fifty three stone. On that wet red clay mound lays a fifth of Crown Royal which sits upright next to an empty fifth of the same liquid.. A brief crack is heard before the bottle hits his lips. Moments later, the liquid is absent of the bottle. Rumpke drops it and moves to the stone pile that needs shoveling. He begins throwing that rock in ever direction that lines up with the edges of the blacktop line. After that is complete, he walks up to the paver with that same shovel in his hand. Moments later, Rumpke places cooled but not set blacktop all around the shovel which makes it heavier. Yet he doesn't stop there. Rumpke also begins pressing nails through the cooled blacktop and then works the material around the nails to cement it in place.*

Twilight, you dumb motherfucker, never once did you ever have to fear me but you did need to consider what you asked for. You wanted to fight a wounded animal. One that has nothing to lose and you blindly walked up to poke it. And now, whether or not you fear me now. You'll fear what I'm capable of.. You want to beat me to the inch of my life? Do you want to show me what destruction is buttercup? Keep walking on the mines that others set before you. Try to tell yourself that it's original while I'm going to shatter the mold Twilight. I'll push you to new limits if you can keep up..

Fear me or not, are you ready to face the tenacity that I bring to the arena? Do you see yourself as being capable? If so, then quit playing because it's time for you to step up. Im the nasty son of a bitch that has a chip on my shoulder. I always will Twilight because I'm a fighter.. I wrestle things into submission. I beat them too the point where they can't say no and then I hit those poor bastards some more simply because I can.

Rumpke holds up the shovel with hardened blacktop that covets many large nails. He lets out a This Twilight, is what you've got to look forward to. Fear it or don't. Nothing will change the fact that it is there and eventually you will feel it's crushing blow.. This weapon of destruction will make you wake up in the ER. The staff will pump you full of drugs and you'll feel the cure for what it is. Something that always ends yet it'll constantly be missed when you need it when you're waiting on the doctor to okay the subscription.

You'll have a taste of that self destruction that you and others before you like to throw in my face. All of you want to think that makes you safer yet in reality.. Like others before you. You'll soon understand that this self destruction. Is simply a destructive nature. Anyone in my path as well as I has to face the reality that I'm a time bomb waiting to go off... It hurts all of us, not just me but what do I know, huh?

You want to talk about how you dont fear me and a fucking parable about the water, alligator and the boy. Yet with that parable you left out the sick fuck looking from the bushes. the one who let the alligator lose moments before waiting to see someone go down much like he is.. I'm that man Twilight. That's exactly who I am since you wanted to know. The water was only used to shield the truth away from the little boy.. You were used then... Just like your being manipulated now.

If you want to throw a punch at me chump, make sure that it's honestly an opening because otherwise, you might be hung out to dry.. There are openings Twilight but you've got to think. Plan your shots carefully because they might come back to bite you. Will you be ready with the counter?

I'll never lie about being self destructive but I'm also destructive. I'll worry about myself Twilight, you need to think about yourself. Simply stating that you want a match with me and Glenn isn't going to make you better. You've got to push yourself further than you ever have against us because we will. That's an open challenge Twilight. Speak those words when you're ready. Not when you think you're capable. You have to know it and be ready to step up despite the resistance that you may feel. If you're going to step up to that light. You've got to become a savage. You'' need to push any rules to the limit.. That's one reason why I asked for a hardcore match. There are no rules. It's a full fledged war Twilight and I'll tell you right now that its a possibility that I'll push this further. You aren't in the clear yet. Why don't you quit worrying about my self destructive tendacies. Maybe you should quit asking yourself if you fear me. Perhaps it's time to put your boots on and go to work Twilight. I won't say this is goodbye for now but I will tell you to shape the fuck up if you want to step up. Get fired up Twilight. That fire is your only friend in this battle that you've requested..

Yet, I will say good night to you and others. Don't fear me...

*Rumpke holds his recently crafted weapon up before saying. "Fear Aly who is far more unforgiving than I am.." The scene fades to black after the camera zooms in on this makeshift weapon.*