The video opens as Ghost Tank is seen in the back, surrounded by the XWF Medical Team to fix his nose, as well as his Asylum brothers. As he his nose was being fixed, Frodo would speak,

You guys seen what Gator and I did? Shit right all over Maverick.

He pulled out a can of Fancy Feast,

Then I Gilmour'd his ass! Right on top of Maverick!

Ghost Tank let out a sigh before looking to Mick

It's too bad you didn't get the win, Mick. I was rooting for ya, brother.

Ghost Tank held his right hand out, and Mick "The Martyr" Manson would tentatively shake it. Upset at not attaining the Television Title.

Thanks, Ghost. It is too bad I didn't win. Thanks for the support though.

Hysteria would speak out to the Asylum members

You all did well tonight. Ghost Tank, the Higher Power is especially pleased with your work tonight. You won against Morbid Angel and Peter Gilmour. Yet, you were still able to help me against Guppy.

The sound of Ghost Tank's nose being fixed would ring out, causing Ghost Tank to chuckle. He waited until the team was done before standing up and speaking

I am sorry for how hard I tossed you at him near the end. I wanted to make sure you hurt him more than he did you. Now, on Monday, I face Mastermind. So, I have to run, my brothers.

He bowed to Hysteria

I hope to continue pleasing the Higher Power.

The group would disperse, and Ghost Tank would head "home" where he can grab his things, and move on to Harrison, New Jersey.

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The video opens on Ghost Tank sitting on a better looking couch, the moon hanging in view out the open window. Ghost Tank was preparing to go to bed now that he had found a place to squat in, as well as now being in Jersey for his Madness match. He looks towards the camera, shaking his head as he began to speak,

Some wonder why I am not doing the things I used to. I need to let them know something though, I've shown what I can do. Oh, I've got millions of ideas, millions of ways to show how fearless I am, how high a pain tolerance I have, how destructive I can be. However, why should I continue showing these things? You all obviously don't care about your own lives either, because if you did, you wouldn't face me. On Monday, I was originally planning on fighting Maverick. However, he was injured. So I got a shit match, against a shit wrestler named Mastermind. Yes, shit. Have you seen his record? It's fucking terrible. In thirty-four matches or so, he's only won twelve! Holy fuck! I know he's a veteran, I shouldn't take him less seriously because of his win/loss record, but, I am. Mastermind, whoever assigned you to face me, was not thinking straight. No amount of cutesy shit you spout, Mastermind, will save you from the complete and utter domination that awaits you on Monday.

When Madness rolls around, Mastermind, you don't face an ordinary man. You won't be facing someone like Shelby Cobra. You'll be facing me. I have chosen my monikers well, Mastermind. I am a New Breed of Beast, a New Kind of Monster. I am able to hunt you down, I am able to work through any pain you dish out to me. I am capable of destroying you.

The screams get louder, Mastermind, and by the time the match ends, you will hear them like I do! YOU WILL HEAR THEM LOUD AND CLEAR!

They're your screams, Mastermind! The screams climb and climb, performing the most beautiful concerto. At Madness, you will know why the Higher Power and the Prophet named me The Cleanser. Because once I am finished with you, you will see how imperfect you are...

He grinned wide, revealing those blackened teeth

Against me.

He began to let out his signature laugh, as the sound plays over the video that fades to black, and those neon green words flashed on the screen

Can You HearThe Screams?