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Episode XIII: Prey *Crack* {James Cracks his neck hard to the side.} Tick, Tock... {James voice begins to break as he speeds up like a fast forwarding.} Tick, Tock, Tick Tock, Tick Tock !BPHHUUUTTT! {James makes an explosion noise with his mouth as the moonlight from the lone barred window in James cell reflects the back of his head and his short, black, and spiked head.} And you say you used to dwell in madness... Sound to me like you're the one cracking up. Repeating all those old ass cryptic messages, yea. You're obsessed with time. You're like a little white rabbit... You're even to late to save your career... Oh wait! You already missed that. It was never gonna happen. Yea, nunh unh... Ain't gonna happen. And now I have the chance to end what miserable little exsistence you had before just so you can get a new start... But ya see the boss man wants me to beat ya. {Rain slowly begins to splash through the open window and splashes off Caine's face.} I want to break ya because I say you'll heal. Either way it's still the same to me, I get to make you look bad on Pay Per View. I'd just as soon make that mat out there your death bed, but the bossman says if I kill ya... you ain't gonna learn nothin... And I kind of agree with that so you just sit there and play with your snakes, and your pupils, and clocks. Who said you can't teach an old dog new tricks? You go toy with your student... While I play the role of the asshole vice prinicpal and remind this old ass Teacher what this business is all about... and for the next few weeks... like you and your clocks... I get to be obsessed with you.... Don't ya know.... You play with your snakes... Let them out of the bag on the unsuspecting student of the devil. But remember, Come that fateful sunday Legion... I'm going to play with my Demons...let them out of the bag. Give them some Exercise. Yeeeeaah.... I'm gonna give the Devil his due alright, just wait and see... Tickety, Tickety, tock old man... Your time counts down... You just sit there and play with your clocks oh yea, I've got you in my crosshairs... You just bide your sweet precious time... Because it's only a matter of it in the video scope, Till me and my madness... get to play with your life, Ohhhh yeaaaa... DIG IT! {At this the lightning strikes and Caine turns around, the word InSaNE is stapled into his forehead backwards as he begins to laugh maniacally, and the camera distorts to a staticy image of the prototype D.o.M. 2K8 Logo, just before snapping to the next commercial.} 
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