Tommy was taken by two individuals wearing ski masks. They peeled out in an older model panel van. The only lead is a “Jesus Loves You” sticker that was plastered across the rusty bumper of the van.
The individuals appeared to be wearing lip gloss but that can’t be for certain as it was dark when the kidnapping occurred. The police have not been notified yet and Crimson’s filming crew and security are now meeting back at the ghost town’s Piggly Wiggly parking lot. That chose spots where large trees aren’t bursting through the pavement. Martha, Tommy Crimson’s personal assistant, stands outside one of the production trucks staring at a screen. AJ, Crimson’s most trusted cameraman, films Martha while she stares into the screen. He then begins to focus on the screen and realizes she’s tracking a beacon.
Beep. Beep. Beep.
The app on her phone is one of a kind. Tommy had a chip inserted in his back because of paranoia. Or so Martha thought at the time. Now she can see his genius and foresight. The beacon stops suddenly on the map.
“It’s stopped!” Martha turns and exclaims to AJ.
“He really has the tracker in his back? I thought that was a myth.” AJ replies.
Martha opens the passenger door of the production truck then jumps up into the cab. AJ follows behind Martha then shuts the door. The trucks and security van then all take off toward where the beacon on the map leads them. AJ continues to film and converse with Martha.
“This beacon stopped two counties over. Estimated Time Arrival, one hour and forty five minutes. We have already lost three hours with the chase then coming back here. We must speed to get there.” Martha explains as the convoy flies down the beaten up two lane highway.
“Should we call the cops? I mean people had to see him get kidnapped in that video. The NerdSquad did not edit that out!” AJ replies to Martha with a bold tone.
“No cops. We get him back then go to Syracuse because that’s what he would want us to do. He also has a camera still on him that’s now feeding again to the hub in Malibu. So we will be able to see what he sees any minute now.” Martha snaps back at the cameraman.
AJ appears shocked by this. She further explains, “When that feed gets up we will start filming again.”
The camera man replies, “Filming? You are going to use Tommy being actually fucking kidnapped as footage?”
“Yes.” Martha answers.
“Why?”, AJ asks then wrinkles his forehead with confusion. Martha leans in close and replies, “Because it will sell tickets. That’s the business we are in, dear. Tommy will milk this for all it’s worth and he will wipe those kidnappers minds given half the chance.”
AJ turns away from his boss’s personal assistant. A member of Crimson’s elite computer hacking team, The NerdSquad, rushes to the front of the large truck from the back. He reaches a tablet to Martha immediately. She looks at the screen and realizes Tommy’s small camera hidden on his jacket collar is now streaming.
“Where is this?” Martha asks him face to face.
“We have tracked it to a barn about an hour and a half from here.” The NerdSquad Hacker explains.
“Then that is where we go.” Martha replies.
The small screen comes into focus with a light that flickers to life briefly then complete darkness.
Unknown Shed or Barn in West Virginia
12/14/2017
3:11 a.m.
The camera on Crimson’s jacket collar streams to the Fury Network unfiltered. Tommy suddenly shakes to life in a dark place. Up above his head a light flickers on and off. The light nears its final days but it lights up the area where Crimson is completely briefly allowing him to survey his surroundings.
Tommy breathes heavy as he looks around before the light dies out again. After a few moments the overhead light rattles alive once more and now Crimson is standing up looking up in the hole. From what he can see, Tommy believes he is inside a barn deep in a hole but he is not for sure.
The hole is around ten foot wide and nearly twenty feet deep. Crimson uses the light when he flickers to life. Another light up above him suddenly comes on along with the partially broken one. The two individuals who took him stand at the edge of the hole looking down on The Fury.
They are still wearing the ski masks and now he can see they both are wearing pink lipgloss. They both reach up and yank the masks off in one swift motion. Tommy snickers because it looked planned.
The two women couldn’t be more different. One is blonde and possibly in her late twenties. A true beauty she stares down at Tommy with real hatred. The other woman has a butch style haircut with a shirt that says, “Jesus Saved Me.” Crimson realizes these must be religious nuts that have caught the demon who mocks their god almost daily.
The two women hover around the edge briefly and Tommy notices something white in each ear of them. A balled up piece of cotton. This means he can’t get into their head with his influence unless they take them out. The women turn away from the hole then walk away flipping the other light off when they do so. The light that flickers overhead remains but only for seconds at a time.
Crimson realizes he is in real trouble if these women know to deaf themselves to his “influence”. Tommy looks up at the cameras mounted in the corners of the room that film down in the hole from every angle. The light is red on each one then as he looks up at them they turn green. He touches his back remembering his tracking device then realizes Fury Studios has already stolen the feed to the cameras above. The crew are on route to rescue him, he bets.
Tommy notices a small piece of metal on the floor of the large hole. He picks it up then glances at the cameras and realizes now they are moving.
“Move left to right if we have control.” Crimson yells up at the cameras who can pick up sound clearly.
The cameras all at once pan left then pan right to indicate The NerdSquad have control of all the cameras and will stream this live to the Fury Network. Crimson takes the piece of metal he found and begins to draw in the side of the wall. When the overhead light flickers he can see so he begins to doodle in on the slick dirt wall. He uses the piece of metal to draw sharp lines and the cameras have no view of what exactly he is drawing.
“He needs to look good for this.” Crimson whispers to himself.
Tommy continues to doodle on the wall waiting for the light to flicker so he can see to work a few seconds then wait a few for the light to return. He carefully draws a life size character into the mud from what the camera can tell then the light goes out.
When it comes back on. Tommy has crudely drawn a life size Konrad Raab into the mud. He uses two pebbles he finds on the floor for eyes. He then sticks the piece of jagged metal into the face of his artwork for a nose. Crimson then backs away slowly from the drawing while still facing it then the light dies out. When it flashes back to life, Tommy shoots on his drawing!
“Did you think I wouldn’t remember the sequel I promised, Raab?” Crimson asks his opponent from deep inside the hole. The echo reaches the cameras as anyone on the fury network can now watch.
“You better hope those bitches kill me because if they don’t, I am coming for you. Morals that you peddle is what causes shit like this to happen in the first place. So much self righteousness with zero accountability.” Crimson spews up out of the hole at the cameras pointed down at the hole.
“Truth is, Konrad, they are running out of time to kill me. Soon I will be out of this hole and on my way to you. Think about the tickets this will sell. You owe me for carrying this match and I will take it out of your ass, gladly.” Tommy screams out loud at the messy drawn Konrad on the clay wall.
Tommy turns away from the drawing as the light flickers off. When it returns, Crimson is facing the drawing with a snarl.
“These bitches have more balls than you do, Raab. You know it’s true. They have done something no one in your entire family will ever be able to do. Get one over on The Fury. These bible thumpers caught me not looking one time then struck.” Crimson explains his predicament further to his opponent drawn on the hole wall.
The light comes back on and now Crimson has his back to his drawing of Raab. He continues.
“You are just a man, Konrad. You are scared shitless right now too. As you should be. The man stuck in this hole wishes ill will toward you and all of your family. Even that waterhead brother-in-law of yours that I beat mere days ago could see he wasn’t cut from the same cloth as Tommy Crimson. You know it, too.” Tommy assures his opponent with a sharp insult.
Crimson then approaches his drawing on the clay wall and gets nose to nose. The piece of jagged metal that Tommy used for the nose scratches the tip of his own nose. Blood drips from the deep scratch but Crimson doesn’t even wince from the sharp rusty metal cutting into his flesh. Eye to eye, The Fury gets personal.
“I love being up close and personal, Raab. It’s moments like this when you find out what kind of man you are. What kind of man are you, Raab? Or are you a man at all? All I see is a washed up little bitch who can’t hang with me. So there’s that.” Crimson sneers causing the sharp metal to dig even deeper into his skin.
“Wait, I could be mistaken with that “washed up” comment. Five years in the business? Aren’t you like fuckin’ fifty? Out there deep in the shit… When you reach out looking for mercy you will find a man who doesn’t believe in such nonsense. Pain teaches you things.” Tommy gets philosophical suddenly.
Tommy leans up away from the piece of metal sticking out from the wall he added to the drawing for a nose. Crimson turns his back to it then speaks again.
“Konrad, I will change your life in one match. I leave a mark that won’t wash off. No Doctor can heal the mental damage I will do. God can’t save you from what’s about to happen to you. Get on both knees for him tonight so you can take the Lord’s cock deep into your mouth for salvation. There’s no happy ending here to be had. All Your Heroes Are Dead.” Crimson finishes with one of his famous sayings.
Tommy suddenly hears a door swing open above the hole. One of the women walk back over to the edge. Her ears still packed with cotton to combat Crimson’s influence.
Now the other female with the short hair cut walks over to the edge and peers down alongside the blonde who whispers, “Die.”
“I can’t hear you!” The larger female yells at the blonde while pulling the cotton out of her ears.
“Don’t Cassie!” The blonde exclaims.
Cassie does not listen and Tommy speaks immediately.
“So you women live here… Together?” Tommy inquires while looking up.
Cassie leans over the hole and spits. It hits Crimson in the face and he doesn’t move nor wipe it away. This surprises her leading her to lean back. Cassies expresses her displeasure, “See how sick he is, Brittany?”
The two women nod at each other then glare at Crimson down in the deep hole. The blonde, Brittany, then removes the cotton from ears going against her own advice.
“We are going to let you starve, Devil.” Brittany spews into the hole.
Crimson looks up with his eyes brown shining when the light flickers to life then disappears completely when it fades out. Hidden in the darkness he speaks to the women.
“You two are lesbians.” Tommy announces.
Cassie, the butch of the two, takes immediate offense.
“We are not. We live here on this farm together and carry out God’s will, Demon.” Cassie corrects Tommy.
“So you two are not a couple then?” Tommy asks as the light continues to dim then bright.
“We love each other but do not participate in homosexuality. That would anger our God so we must suppress these feelings of sin.” Brittany explains to Tommy.
“You kneel to a god that legend claims destroyed an entire city because of homosexuality. The two women before me live a life of misery. Hidden away deep in West Virginia seeking redemption for feelings they can’t explain nor help.” Crimson continues as both women listen close.
“The world outside of this white trash shit hole accepts you as you are. You could love one another and even have children in another life a world away.” Tommy promises the two women wholeheartedly.
The two women look at each and laugh. They both then turn to look down at Tommy again.
“God will allow us to be together if we kill the most famous atheist in the world. You are godless and lost. All the while, spreading hatred and chaos while getting paid millions a year to do it.” Cassie goes wild on Tommy.
“God doesn’t exist. You find solace in the greatest lie ever told. Now when you are at target and buy a “shoulder massager” so you can masturbate in private to dirty thoughts of women, what do you call that? Rubbing the sin out? Flicking the bean to get clean? No. You should use that cross hanging on the living room wall to fuck each other with. That way at the very least then you would know God did something for you.” Crimson’s searing comments shock the women completely.
The two women’s jaws drop from the blatant blasphemy but before they can respond, Crimson continues.
“You can’t pray the true predators away because they are the ones preaching to you. They seek out the weak to put a price on hope then use a bowl to collect. I don’t require your soul as payment for hope… I want your mind… Open it… Feel all that hate consume you whole.. That feeling over taking you are the chains of religion breaking loose. You once were blind… BUT NOW YOU CAN SEE!” Tommy screams up at the two women.
The two women sit down on the edge of the hole and look down at Crimson completely taken by his words.
“Time has reclaimed places like this by long ago. Women like you can do anything now. Release that hate rooted deep inside of you. AWAKE!” Crimson yells up.
Outside of the barn the production trucks rented by Fury Studios arrive with his security team leading the way. They have tracked Crimson to this location. Martha leaps out of the truck but the security beat her. They swarm the area and watch the door of the barn that is closed up now.
Martha watches on and hides behind the passenger side door of the truck when the barn doors suddenly fling open. The flickering light inside continues to go on then off. It repeats as it has done since Tommy woke up in the hole. The light dies out without anyone standing in the doorway. After a few moments it flickers back to life and now three people stand at the door. Crimson stands between two women who now have solid white eyes, alive with Tommy’s influence. The cameras inside the barn stop filming as AJ picks it up in the barnyard.
Martha, Crimson’s personal assistant, attempts to run up to him but one of Tommy’s security guys nabs her up. Crimson and the women walk out of the barn and out into the lights of the trucks parked in front of it. Martha yells, “Are you alright, BOSS!?”
Tommy grins slightly then looks over at Cassie then over at Brittany. He then looks at Martha to assure her he is in complete control of this situation. Crimson then walks toward the truck and the truck lights expose the nasty burn on his neck from the taser the night before. The sun begins to creep up over the horizon when Tommy approaches Martha.
“These two women can now see and need a job. Find them something at the studio.” Crimson barks at his employee.
Tommy walks to the back of the first production truck and sits on the bumper for a moment. Martha comes up to him and leans over to speak.
“Raab responded while you were kidnapped, Tommy. He’s turned into “Black Ice”. Martha announces.
Crimson laughs at the idiot wrestler he faces on BREAKDown.
“That’s dumb as fuck. I bet he was upset that I mocked his retarded brother-in-law also?” Crimson asks Martha directly.
“Yes. He even started cussing toward the end like a real tough guy” Martha reveals.
“Raabs alter ego sounds more like a bitch beer rip off and less like a tough persona.” Crimson laughs as AJ continues to film he and Martha converse.
“All he did other than that was talk. He talked then talked more to people who don’t matter. Lord Raab was even involved but no mention of the curse.” Martha informs her boss.
“That whole family already has the curse of uncreativity. Samuel’s video was like watching paint dry only took longer last week. Now Raab wants to turn into the lame version of his character to face the best wrestler alive. Sounds like I sold this match to the masses and he just showed his weak hand. Why else would he come out of the closet wearing a black or blue cape and mask? Do you have a picture of what this stupid motherfucker looks like now?” Crimson asks.
“Yes.” Martha replies while leaning over to show Crimson the photo.
They both laugh at the photo to mock Tommy's much older and completely stale opponent.
“That’s what he will look like for sure. An old asshole that think he’s tough because he went from being a pussy to a tough in one shot? Really? Fuckin’ Idiot. I think he’s got a mental disorder to match his sisters fuck head husband.” Tommy insults Raab further.
“This curse could cause a miscarriage for his dear loved one. She will hold her belly and so will Konrad. They will pray each and every night for a healthy baby. The curse will wrap the cord, the one that pumps life into that fuckin’ brat, around its neck. Fizz will then have to piss it out in pieces while crying with Konrad holding her. The emptiness that will consume her after that will cause her to wrap a rope around her neck to suffer the same fate. Ha. I hope the coffee table she leaps off of to finish herself has a wrestling magazine on the table top with yours truly on the cover.” Crimson nearly gets winded from the long statement about his opponent. AJ continues to film even after Tommy threatens an unborn baby.
Crimson turns to face AJ and the camera. Martha stands behind him as does his two new lesbian employees.
“I am coming to get you, Konrad. The things I have said here today prove exactly why you don’t have what it takes. You also said that I didn’t hurt Samuel? I destroyed him just like I will do you. This is my time and this SCW will be just like the last one. I will win then win more and more. Who can stop me here? That stupid fuckin’ frog king or whatever that cocksucker calls himself? No. He’s just another guy like you, Raab. I’m the real thing. Once I turn this motherfucker upside down, I will come back and ask you if this place is really all that different from Sin City. I am a top draw anywhere in the world. PERIOD.” Crimson finishes off his weak opponent.
Crimson throws the phone away where the promotional video Raab shot is playing. Martha looks upset that he tossed it but quickly brushes it off.
“We have to get to Syracuse.” Crimson orders his entire crew to mobilize and head for New York.
Martha and AJ leap up into the head production truck while Crimson looks back at the open doors of the barn. The light continues to flicker on and off. Tommy smiles as he looks at the hole when the light comes back to life. Crimson believed for a slight moment he may die down in it but once again he prevails. The trucks all start up and Crimson points north then shuts the passenger side of the production truck. They all take off down the old dirt road that leads away from the lesbians farm that they themselves are currently escaping.
The small camera on Crimson’s jacket collar fell off after he entered the barnyard. It continues to film showing the vehicles all driving away. Dust can be seen from the bright red brake lights from the tires of the trucks slinging it about. The studios back in Malibu dub a song over the shot. “Now You’ve Got Something To Die For” by Lamb of God plays as the scene comes to a close. The small camera loses what battery life it had remaining. The filming ceases but The Curse of Raab remains.
