Words begin flashing upon the screen

Can You Hear The Screams

The first true image is a pool of blood, and in the pool is a spread of different items, items that one needs in order to give sutures.

The camera pans up from the pool, and it reveals a dirtied mirror, also revealing that someone was indeed crazy enough to be a part of the filming process. Soon a voice called out, sounding deep, dark and haunting

You're brave, cameraman. Coming to my home, all alone. Do you not fear what can happen to you, cameraman?

Sheepishly, the young voice of the cameraman sounds, semi-shakily, N-No, Mister Ghost Tank.

Ghost Tank laughed out, the same creepy, hauntingly deep laugh that he is known for. He spoke once more,

What's your name, cameraman?
Alvald, Mister Ghost Tank.

Ghost Tank chuckled and stepped into the dim light, and Alvald spun to face him, and there, across Ghost Tank's forehead, nearing his hairline, is a big gash that has been sewed up, but looked disgusting, causing Alvald to gasp loudly, followed by a rush of liquid, and a muffled sound, almost like a gagging, then swallowing. The poor guy threw up in his mouth, and had to swallow it back down.

What brings you here, Alvald? Why did you come to my home?
Well, uh, Mr. Tank... You've kind of been doing this, solo. I was hired to help you film your videos from now on.

Ghost Tank chuckled as he stepped closer, hands wrapping around the camera and moving it, placing it on the dirty looking spring mattress in the room before walking back to Alvald, who seemed to be shaking a bit.

Oh Alvald, you have nothing to worry about, yet.

A very audible gulp sounded from the scrawny male, as Ghost Tank stepped closer

Alvald...you came to me. You chose to be a cameraman, to follow me. You knew this was going to happen!

The camera captured Ghost Tank picking up Alvald, and slamming him down to the ground near the blood pool. Ghost Tank grabbed the stitch scissors, and used them to cut open Alvald's forehead, while the young man screamed loudly. Ghost Tank mocked him by letting out half-hearted screams, before backhanding the smaller man and he began to use the bloodied instruments that had allowed him to suture his own wound from when he broke the flesh open from the beer cans. Both Ghost Tank and Alvald stopped screaming, and then Ghost Tank began to laugh heartily as he stitched up the wound. After about ten minutes, Alvald was picked up and the wound was closed, though his clothing had a mix of his blood, and the blood off the ground. Some of the blood had even gotten on the man's hands.

You see, Alvald, you now know pain. I provide pain to my enemies, to my friends. If you are to help me, if you are here to catch the things I'm going through for the XWF, then you have to experience pain. After all, how can you help someone, who hurts themselves for fun, unless you join them in their spiral of insanity?

Alvald was still trembling, as he walked to the bed, and picked up his camera. Once back in place on his shoulder, it shook slightly, as Ghost Tank was now in front of it and its operator grinning wide, revealing the blackened teeth as he laughed once more. Ghost tank moved then, to sit down in front of a t.v.. He used a remote to turn it on, and it made a weird sound, as if something inside it dropped a bottle of soda in order to turn it on, a KTHUNK and that is when a bunch of colorful images started flashing on Ghost Tank, making Alvald walk to behind him, and what had begun to run on the t.v. was the Adventures of Game Boy. Ghost Tank watched intensely, chuckling slightly to most of it. However, when Game Boy began to trash talk him, the large man laughed the loudest, most spine-chilling laugh he could summon.

Baby's first words, and he still does not comprehend me. Game Boy thinks I am a nobody. He does not fear me, and that will be his downfall.

He chuckled, while Alvald moved to go in front of Ghost Tank, recording him as Ghost Tank spoke once more

Game Boy, it's almost time...A couple more days, boy, and you will learn to fear me...A couple more days and we will see if you bleed like anyone else, or bleed in pixels.

The words caused shivers up and down Alvald, even causing him to shake the camera, before he regained his composure and Ghost Tank spoke out once more.

Game Boy, I've barely heard from our other opponents, so to me, this Wednesday is all about us. Our dance. It will a beautiful ballroom style dance, Game Boy, with us only becoming dance partners with someone else to eliminate them from the Battle! Our dance will be magnificent! Until the last note rings, and you get floored by the tank tracks. Feeling the air rush out of your lungs, and your ribs crack from the power behind my powerbombs! Your cries, your screams of anguish and pain, will ring through the air and into my ears! I will love it so!

Ghost Tank stood up so quick that if you blinked, you missed the sight of those long, agile limbs putting the muscled, bloodied body into catlike motion, as he began to shriek

GAME BOY! GAME BOY! THE CLOSER WE GET! THE MORE AUDIBLE THE SCREAMS BECOME! GAME BOY! CAN YOU HEAR THEM YET?!

He began to claw at himself, nails cutting his skin, providing small lacerations across his arms, his chest, his stomach, his throat. He sat down and began to rock slowly, back and forth, his voice no longer a shriek, but it occasionally breaks into high pitch,

The screams are getting louder! The past is joining the future! I CAN HEAR YOU CRYING OUT FOR ME TO STOP! FOR THE PAIN TO STOP! I HEAR YOU CALLING OUT TO ME TO STOP HUNTING YOU! I HEAR THE SCREAMS OF OUR OPPONENTS AS I BREAK THEM LIKE NO ONE HAS EVER BROKEN THEM BEFORE!

That is when Ghost Tank nearly leaps upon Alvald, causing the man to cry out in fear, to cry out as if he was going to be targeted once again and made to be go through some more hurting, but instead, Ghost Tank let out half-sobs, half-laughs, the two sounds mixing into something wholeheartedly evil sounding as Ghost Tank called out more and began to claw more around his ears as the Camera zoomed in, towards his left eye,

I'M SORRY GAME BOY! I'M SO SORRY! FORGIVE ME! I'M SO SORRY! I'M S-SO SOR-RYYYY!!

And with that, the camera zoomed in more on Ghost Tank's left eye while beginning to fade to black.