The camera turns on revealing a large blur. It slowly focuses to reveal Steve Sayors and LH Harrison sitting where they had been before the commercial.

Welcome back and thanks for tuning in. Now before we cut for our commercial, you were discussing what you would do now that you've lost to Enigma, thus throwing your destiny of course?

LH Harrison thinks to himself and then shrugs.

I don't know. For the first time in my entire career, I have no idea what is next for me. When I first came in, I just wanted to Inspire someone. Then I created The Book of LH and began writing verses after the second match. I said that there were three that I was targeting. I took care of Mastermind, and I took care of Cain. Those were number 1 and 2. As for who the third person is... I can't say. But plans are in motion to get me inside the ring with him soon enough. So that's still on the table, but, as you know Mr. Sayors, I'm a bit of a perfectionist. The timing of that third match has to be perfect. It's just not the right moment for that. Enigma and Sebastian Duke are also on my list, but I'm going to take some time to get myself ready for those matches.

Steve Sayors looks at him in confusion.

So you have no goals for the immediate future?

Well of course I do, Sayors. I plan on entering the Warfare War Games and taking my team all the way. And on this upcoming Monday I plan on taking a veteran, John Austin, and making him bleed all over the arena.

Steve Sayors raises his eyebrows in surprise and leans forward.

So tell us about your match with John Austin? Have you seen what he's said about you thus far?

LH sits up and smiles broadly. For the first time, LH looks more like himself.

Of course I did! And I'm psyched or this match! No one is more excited for a challenge than myself. This week is no exception. I'm facing a dino-... I mean 'legend' in this business. I mean this guy was a United States Champion! The whole United States! He was the champion of it! And he was X-Treme champion! For ten minutes! How remarkable. Now... Mr. Austin. It's time for us to have a chat.

LH interlocks his fingers and stares ahead into the camera.

Hello, my name is LH Harrison. You said you have paid attention to me yet you've missed a lot, sir. You claim that I believe I am holier than thou, but I haven't ever been that way. Sure I'm a God-believing Samaritan, but I believe everyone is entitled to their own beliefs. The only belief that I wish to impose upon others is the belief of being Inspirational. Be inspirational and reach out and touch others' lives. That's the only belief I've imposed. You claim to have grown up in the 'Bible Belt,' but c'mon. Virginia is hardly a southern state. Ask anyone from The South. They'll call you a Yanky in a minute. However, you did intrigue me with one thing you said...

Quote:Please, spare me from this and I was Harrison.

I'm so intrigued that I have no clue what in hell you're talking about. Please spare you from this and you were me? That's something else.

However, let's ignore your little blip in intelligence. You next said that there's no such place as Heaven or Hell. Well you may believe that, but, whenever your flesh is rotting away in hell, you may reconsider your belief in its existence. As for the 'fun' you speak of in reference to our match being first blood, I wholeheartedly agree. I look for any way to proof my worth in the XWF, and what better way to start off than to make a former champion bleed like a stuffed pig? Although for a couple of guys like us, this match is probably pretty pointless. Because the sight of blood isn't going to signify the end of the match. If anything, it's only going to fire me up.

You say you enjoy pain? You smile when you endure it? Well then that's something we've got in common, Mr. Austin. You see, after my fight with Cain, any pain inflicted upon me becomes like fuel. The more chairshots, the harder I hit back. The more punches to the face, the more I'm going to return them. The more I bleed... the more I'm going to drain the blood from your body.

You said I should worry as to which John Austin I will be seeing? Well I hope it's the sickest and most twisted form because if it's not... you won't stand a chance against me in that ring.

Now, Mr. Sayors. If you don't have any more questions, I'd like to get ready training for this match.

LH stands up and walks out of the room.

Thank you everyone for tuning in and be sure to check out next week's edition of A Sitdown with Sayors! Now I'll see you around the bend.

The camera fades out.