Finding Davids, Ghost Tank would growl audibly, and Davids heard it. What he did see, is a flash of black rushing him, and taunting the quickness of GT. He was about to catch Tank with a snap scoop slam. That's when GT spun around Davids, to his back. As Davids tries to keep up, he'd fail and Ghost Tank wrapped his arms around Davids waist, and began to perform a series of German Suplexes to the concrete sidewalk!

ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE!

On the sixth suplex, he would release Davids, flinging him into a Chuck E. Cheese restaurant, via now broken window. Ghost Tank hunted Davids down, walking through the now ruined and wide open ground level windowsill. He grabbed Davids by the neck, and dragged him over to the ball pit, where he began to use his free hand to smash the plastic balls in the pit, slamming each ball into Davids' head. After several balls were destroyed and because they were busted open and the opened balls looked like Pac-Man, and had some blood on their cutting edges.

As Davids was cut open on plastic, GT grabbed him, put his head between black panted thighs squeezed Davids with his thighs to trap him. Then he bent over, grabbed Davids by the waist, and relaxed his legs, and brought his body up onto Tank's shoulders, only to be tossed high up and landing hard into the pit, slamming his back into the pit and the balls on the floor of it. GT would slide into the pit, double leg-hooking him, laying his back onto Davids' chest, using the weight of his muscled body to pin down Davids as a ref ran out of the men's room, dressed as the mouse mascot, but the head is off while sliding into position and began the count!

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