The video opens on Ghost Tank, sitting on a large couch, staring at his t.v. He grinned, hearing the tale spun by Jill. Still stained blood red, from head to toe. After hearing her words, after listening to her tale, he sat forward and spoke softly

That was adorable, Jill. Your tale of the maiden overcoming the beast was enticing. However, there's something your story lacks... the truth. Reality. The monster in your tale came across, to me, as nothing more than mindless, as nothing but a powerful entity. The truth, my dear, is that I am quite intelligent, I am quite fast. You think your smaller stature will help you? Look at Knight. Someone who has great agility, and I still matched him. I rammed him into a cage wall, and broke both him and it. There is a reason, Miss Lorder, that I call myself a new breed of Beast, a new kind of Monster. There will never be anything else that blends power and speed so perfectly in a body so large. I am the exception. I have not gone into this match without knowing you. You still believe to know the things I will do in the ring on Warfare, but believe me when I say this...

The man began shrieking his words while he began to beat on his chest

YOU! DO NOT! KNOW! THE THINGS THAT RUN IN MY MIND! YOU! DO NOT! UNDERSTAND! THE KIND OF PAIN COMING TO YOU!

He relaxed, and began laughing only to cut it off a few seconds after it started, his head snapping to the left, ear touching shoulder. He raised his right hand and pointed to the camera as he smiled

Dearest Jill, you will fall. The warrior maiden you think you are, is nothing more than a charade.

He snapped his head to the right, so ear touched shoulder, but this time his body had begun to sway slowly, from left to right

At Warfare, you will come to understand me. You will come know the sound of your cries of pain, of sorrow, as I can hear them. At the end of our match, I will have my hand held high. When the match is finished, the Beast will feel a pang of hatred with himself, for having so utterly destroyed his Beauty. I will pick you up, and if you will have me, we will dance to the sound of your cries, and it will be an elegant number. A ballroom dance to screams so beautiful that even you will love it.

He stopped swaying, his head moved back to its normal upright position and he grinned to reveal the blackened teeth

Jill, don't make me hate myself for destroying you. There's still time before Warfare for you to drop out. But you won't, will you?

He began chuckling, nodding his head

Oh no, you won't. You're an actual woman. You are the kind of woman that leads revolutions, that brings the charge of other women to men, to challenge them. However, I want you to understand, Jill, the things I show you, the things I do, they tend to be fear tactics, head fuckery, but for you? For you, they are signs of the future. They are what await you at Warfare. You will be, by far, the most beautiful person I have destroyed. I will make art from your broken body, just so you stay beautiful in your pain. So that even as I place my head to yours, as I hold your broken body, we can hear the screams together. The Monster versus the Warrior Maiden. Beast versus Beauty. Unlike your fairy tale, however, this Monster will not be slain. This Monster will continue his rampage for a very long time. You are simply a means to an end.

He laughed softly

I know I will not be able to scare you. I know you feel, right now, invincible. However, at Warfare, you will be staring me down in a ring. You will see just how big I am, how fast I am, and you will know fright. You'll fight through it, oh, you will fight. You have a warrior's spirit...but you don't have a Monster's. You don't have the same hunter's instincts as I do.

He began laughing once more, this time, it was his old signature laugh, creepy. He then began to sing

Ich will eure Stimmen hoeren, Ich will die Ruhe stoehren, Ich will das ihr mich gut seht, Ich will das ihr mich versteht.

He chuckled as he began rocking back and forth speaking once again

Jill, I have a feeling that after Warfare, you and I will know so much about each other. We may even meet again on another day, but we'll know each other well. You will be the lucky one that gets to understand me. You have seen where I live, and I already know where you are resting. Hear any footsteps lately? Hear any whispers in the night? Of course not. You will not hear a thing from me until I want you to. The Beast is on the prowl, Jill, and you are on his hunting grounds. So, you have a choice Jill. Confront the Monster in his lair, or let the Beast prowl and stalk you. Just know this one thing...

The camera zoomed in tighter to his face, as he inhaled through his still sore nostrils. He would exhale, giving out a soft sigh that sounded like it was of pleasure, before grinning wide

I will know when you are near.

He began to laugh, while the screen slowly faded to black, the neon green words flashing on the screen

Can You HearThe Screams?