[[ Fade up the SGW logo. ]]

[[ The scene opens up in Brazil, the same spot as this week's Shock went down. Shock is over, everything has settled. We're outside of the arena in the parking lot. There we see Trish, Jim Cornette, Tyson Tomko, Stacy Keibler, and Edge all standing around talking. Christian is no where to be found in the frame, but they group is conversing nonetheless. ]]

James E. Cornette: That was great! This is gonna' be awesome!

[[ Cornette is his usual giddy self. ]]

James E. Cornette: We may as well go celebrate now! Those Tag Titles belong to you and Christian, Edge! Kennedy and Big Show have just been holding them babies warm for you two to finish off Val Venis!

[[ Edge nods as Stacy clings tightly to her man. ]]

Stacy Keibler: I can't believe he's the World Champion! I never thought Val had what it took to win the belt.

Edge: Well Stacy, Val won the match because he fought someone who he was finally better than. I mean, even Cornette over here could have beaten Tom Cruise.

James E. Cornette: No argument here.

Edge: And you saw what Val did right after he won it...He LOST his match! Some World Champion the almighty Val Venis is. That idiot can't even win matches against real wrestlers. Val would be pretty awesome if he took on the rest of Hollywood, but as proven, he can't hang with people who actually know how to wrestle in the ring.

[[ Trish rolls her eyes. ]]

Trish Stratus: That alone let me know Maria has no business running this company. Think of all the things that's happened during her tenure. Taz died her first week.

Tyson Tomko: ..Alf.

Trish Stratus: Yep, Alf bit the dust too. Let's see, what other stupid things has she done? Oh yeah, the CAREBEARS AND THE MUPPET BABIES DIED! Tom Cruise became the first non-wrestler to win the most prestigious World title in wrestling history...And now Tim White did it right the first time a few hours ago.

[[ This is frustrating Trish. She puts both hands on her hips, shaking her head. ]]

Trish Stratus: Way to go, Maria. Way to go.

James E. Cornette: Christian not being the World Champion is a disgrace! There's not a man in this company more deservin' of that title than him! He's proven it! Thirty-straight wins, including beatin' Val Venis! How the hell is that man the World Champion after hittin' a losin' streak that makes the Detriot Tigers look like the fuckin' Yankees!

Edge: Only with Maria in charge.

James E. Cornette: She'd better not make Venis defend it, or we'll be lookin' at another new World Champion. God knows Val retains titles like people with overactive bladders retain liquid.

[[ Stacy thinks it over for a minute. ]]

Stacy Keibler: They don't retain liquid..Because with an overactive bladder, you go a lot.

James E. Cornette: ...

[[ Edge, being the true man that he is, puts his index finger on his left hand ontop of Stacy's lips, making it to where she can't speak. He polietly tells her how it is. ]]

Edge: Don't speak.

[[ The finger is still there. ]]

Edge: You're ruinining it for everyone.

[[ Stacy nods. ]]

James E. Cornette: And another thing, what 'bout Hassan and his people killin' everyone in his second promo?

Tyson Tomko: ..Funny.

James E. Cornette: Hell no it's not funny, Tomko! He killed everyone we always used when Edge or Christian faced Venis! What are we gonna' do if we face Venis again for promo material?

Edge: Dammit, Hassan.

[[ Everyone stands there pondering the situation. ]]

Trish Stratus: I got nothing.

Edge: Nope.

[[ Stacy goes to speak and Edge looks at her and she changes her mind. ]]

Tyson Tomko: ..More celebrities.

James E. Cornette: Tomko..Seriously..More celebrities?

[[ Nod. ]]

James E. Cornette: FUCKIN' BRILLIANT!

[[ Everyone agrees with Tomko. Edge slaps Tomko on the back. ]]

Edge: Forget all about Val Venis, he's old news to me. Been there, took his girlfriend, killed his best friend, and kicked his ass, done that. I'm all about breaking the record for most reigns this week. Kennedy and Show are fixing to help us make history.

Trish Stratus: Kennedy and Show want to make history, huh? The only history that'll be made Saturday night by them is Kennedy and Show getting beat, coming up so short of breaking the record for the longest title reign, and allowing you and Christian to become the all-time leader in title wins.

Stacy Keibler: Yep.

[[ Edge shakes his head. ]]

Edge: No.

[[ Trish looks around. ]]

Trish Stratus: Speaking of Tag Titles..Where's Christian?

Edge: I don't know.

[[ Everyone starts looking around for Christian. No luck in finding the former SGW World Champion. Cornette stops looking for Christian and turns to his watch on his left wrist. ]]

James E. Cornette: It's almost the end of the seafood bar at Long John Brazil, we got to get there!

Trish Stratus: Did he mention where he was going?

[[ No one says anything. ]]

Edge: He didn't say anything to me.

[[ Cornette shakes his head. ]]

James E. Cornette: Me either.

Tyson Tomko: ..Nope.

[[ Trish looks at Stacy. ]]

Trish Stratus: What about you, toots?

[[ Silence. Trish rolls her eyes. ]]

Trish Stratus: Gesh, just speak. Edge isn't going to do anything.

Stacy Keibler: He said he was going to go back to the spot to meet Tim White.

James E. Cornette: WHAT!?

Stacy Keibler: Which is weird because Tim's dead.

Trish Stratus: WHY DIDN'T YOU SAY ANYTHING!?

[[ Stacy looks at Edge who shrugs. ]]

Edge: Hey, she's a listener. What can you say?

James E. Cornette: What can I say? I can say you'd better be lookin' for a new tag team partner to win those belts with! 'Cause Christian is probably deader than PDubyaR, APDubya, and ADubyaA COMBINED!

Tyson Tomko: ..Man.

[[ Trish is walking off. She takes about five steps and turns and looks with a sense of urgency. ]]

Trish Stratus: What are we waiting for? To hear his body go "SPLASH!" in the water? Let's go!

[[ Everyone rushes behind Trish to try to get to Christian before he does the unthinkable. The scene fades. ]]

[[ The Dudley Boyz take over the screen. They're sitting in front of a patterned backdrop in chairs. D-Von is wearing a no sleeved t-shirt and jeans, Bubba is wearing a SGW black baseball hat, leather jacket and jeans. They look rather pissed off. ]]

Producer: Talk a little about your run in Solid Gold.

[[ D-Von is the first to act. ]]

D-Von Dudley: We came into Solid Gold durin' 'da peak of tag wrestlin'. We immediately took ova'. We had wars against all 'da big dogs..Harlem Heat, Legion o' Doom, all of 'em. Every one of 'em that stepped in our way, they got knocked the fuck out of our way!

Bubba Ray Dudley: Three times D-Von and I wore those Solid Gold Tag Titles. We defended them against everyone who thought they had the balls to take them away from us. We took those guys, and we fuckin' dominated them. The Dudley Boyz were destined to go down as the undisputed greatest tag team in SGW.

[[ A snarl comes across D-Von's face. ]]

D-Von Dudley: 'Til 'dem long haired bitches Edge and Christian came into the company afta' we left.

Producer: What did they do?

Bubba Ray Dudley: What did they do? What did they do?

[[ Bubba stares right at the producer without blinking. ]]

Bubba Ray Dudley: D-Von, did this shit just ask what did Edge and Christian do?

D-Von Dudley: Oh my brother...He did...He did!

Bubba Ray Dudley: They came in, beat a bunch of bitch teams like Kanyon and Tajiri, won those belts three times and tied our record.

[[ D-Von's nodding strongly beside Bubba. ]]

Bubba Ray Dudley: And now, this week, those little pricks are going to break me and D-Von's record.

D-Von Dudley: Kennedy and Big Show don't have a chance.

Bubba Ray Dudley: And when it goes down in history and people look, they'll see Edge and Christian with four reigns, breaking the record...Breaking OUR record.

[[ D-Von shakes his head side to side. ]]

D-Von Dudley: DAMN!

Bubba Ray Dudley: And now, those two are going down in history as the greatest tag team in Solid Gold history.

Producer: They could lose.

[[ Both Dudleyz die out laughing. Bubba stops dead in his tracks and looks up at the producer off camera. ]]

Bubba Ray Dudley: Yeah fuckin' right.

D-Von Dudley: To those two?

Producer: It's a possibility.

[[ Bubba Ray shakes his head. ]]

Bubba RayDudley: No...No it's not.

[[ Pause. ]]

Bubba Ray Dudley: Demolition maybe, Wolf Pack most likely..Kennedy and Show? No way.

D-Von Dudley: TESTIFY!

[[ Fade. ]]

[[ We cut back to current time. We're on the same dock as earlier in the night where we witnessed the death of Tim White at the hands of a monsterous snake. The group is there, desperately trying to find Christian, who they fear has went to finish it off. ]]

Trish Stratus: Where could he be?

[[ Everyone looks around. No luck in finding Christian. ]]

James E. Cornette: CHRISTIAN! YOU PIECE A' SHIT!

[[ Cornette goes the nice route to searching for missing people. ]]

Edge: Christ, I know he didn't have it in him to finish himself off. Val Venis being SGW World Champion isn't the worst thing that could happen.

[[ He thinks it over. ]]

Edge: Alright, it's close...But still, Ken Kennedy lost to a chick tonight. That's about as bad.

Stacy Keibler: Whatever! Chyna's more of a woman than I am, and more of a man than you!

Edge: You take that back. There's no bigger and better man than the Rated R Superstar.

Stacy Keibler: I know. But I was...

[[ Stacy starts making out with Edge, they are going at it big time. Trish sees this and walks in the middle, pushing the two away. ]]

Trish Stratus: Alright you two, I like to show love as much as the next person...But seriously. Christian's about to kill himself and ruin all hope of you two breaking a record...And yet, you find the time to play tonsil hockey?

Edge: Sorry.

[[ Edge puts his right arm around Trish, now hugged up with both girls. ]]

Edge: What was I thinking?

[[ Trish removes Edge's arm. ]]

Trish Stratus: You wasn't. Now get back to looking.

Tyson Tomko: ...No.

James E. Cornette: What is it, Tomko?

[[ Everyone walks over to where Tomko is. He's holding Christian's SGW Gimmick title, water drips off of it, thanks to being freshly pulled from the water. ]]

Trish Stratus: This can't be right..

James E. Cornette: What's that?

[[ Cornette points to a dark spot in the water right in front of their feet. Whatever it is, it's floating in the water, not moving. ]]

Trish Stratus: Don't tell me that's who I think it is..

[[ Tomko gets on his knees and looks like he's fixing to try to go after whatever's in the water, but before we see the end result, we cut to the faces of everyone..Everyone doesn't know what to say, but they know it has to be Christian. Edge pulls out his cell phone as Stacy cries onto his chest. ]]

Edge: Hey Hassan..

[[ Edge awaits a reply and Cornette looks over at him. ]]

James E. Cornette: Callin' the morgue?

Edge: Nope.

James E. Cornette: Then what are you doin'?

Edge: I'm finding a new tag partner.

[[ Fade. ]]

[[ Kanyon and Tajiri sit in the same seats previously vacated by the Dudley Boyz. ]]

Chris Kanyon: Edge and Christian's 'bout to break the record for most tag title reigns huh?

Tajiri: Yoki yuma kata!

Chris Kanyon: Yeah Tajiri, those same jabronies who beat us in the ladder match.

[[ Tajiri hisses in anger. ]]

Chris Kanyon: Naw man, that's Val Venis. Edge and Christian were the long haired guys.

Tajiri: Fuki kokino wonna!

Chris Kanyon: No..Big Show and Ken Kennedy ain't gonna' beat 'em! If we couldn't God knows they ain't gonna' do crap in the ring but make Edge and Christian look like Gods!

[[ Kanyon shakes his head. ]]

Chris Kanyon: We ended their second reign. Why don't we get any love?

Producer: Because you stole the belts from them and they ended up beating you two in a ladder match.

Chris Kanyon: Damn. Damn Edge and Christian. Those talented bastards.

Tajiri: Meyommi yuggi! Fags!

[[ Kanyon stops and looks at Tajiri. ]]

Chris Kanyon: HEY!

[[ Fade. ]]

[[ We cut back to the dock everyone was at before the last scene cut. When we last left off we left our heroes just discovering Christian's Gimmick title and a large dark spot floating around in the water. Now we see Tomko reaching into the water to grab the dark spot. Everyone's looking pale, not saying much. If anything's being said it's in almost a whisper. ]]

James E. Cornette: I ain't believing he did it.

[[ Trish grips the Gimmick title so tightly. ]]

Trish Stratus: This title was something he hated so much. Why was he such an idiot? He was going to get a better title this week.

[[ Trish wipes away a tear. Edge and Stacy are oddly no where to be found. ]]

James E. Cornette: How's it comin', Tomko?

[[ Tomko looks up over at Cornette. ]]

Tyson Tomko: ..Wet.

[[ Edge and Stacy now come back into the view. Edge is zipping up his pants and Stacy is adjusting her dress. Trish stops her mourning and looks at them. ]]

Edge: So, has Christian been pulled out yet?

Trish Stratus: Nope...And where have you two been.

[[ Edge looks at Trish like she's an idiot. ]]

Edge: Hello, adjusting the fly on my pants? Stacy can barely walk? Put it together.

Trish Stratus: You two kill me.

Stacy Keibler: Edge about kills me.

[[ Stacy leans in for a kiss but Edge blocks her. ]]

Edge: I know where your mouth was just at.

Trish Stratus: I wouldn't want you two to keep your pants on for an hour to help us look for your brother.

Edge: I can't really blame him, Trish. If I had beaten Val Venis pretty bad..Oh wait, I did...But if he had turned around and more or less got handed the World title, I'd shoot myself in the face.

Stacy Keibler: Maybe so, so you'd stop shooting me in the face.

[[ Trish and Edge just stare at Stacy. ]]

Edge: Hey, I tried to convince him to stay around and we'd win those Tag titles, now it looks like I got to do it alone. Christian had no pressure on him anymore. It was going to be he and I going back to our roots and doing another thing we do best, tag team wrestling. But hey, that's time, the Rated R Superstar will take care of the "Colossial Idiots" on my own. No big deal there. I'll go to Shock Saturday night and I'll easily finish what Kennedy started a few weeks ago by trying to make himself into a big shot by calling himself New Record.

Trish Stratus: Really made no sense.

Edge: Like there was nothing that could be done about it. Teasing Christian every week about the record. And now we have this big match, tons of hype, "history will be made." History will be made...The history books will be re-written on Shock..

[[ Everyone's totally forgot about the fact that Christian's dead. Edge holds his hands up in the air, as if he's reading the heading off a big sign in lights. ]]

Edge: And in the record book, it'll say "Record for most Tag Team titles by a single team in four, held by Edge and Christian. Edge and Christian is the greatest team in the history..To break the record they tied almost four years ago, Edge single-handedly defeated the Big Show and Ken Kennedy, who were desperately trying to break our record for longest reign...But the only thing that separates them and Edge and Christian, besides the talent level...Is the fact that we reigned for sixty-seven days, and during that time, we defeated EVERYONE.

[[ Edge continues as you see Cornette deep in the background walk over to where Tomko is at. ]]

Edge: They barely defended their titles and almost got away with breaking the record, so that's where I stepped in. Christian doesn't have the World title to worry about anymore, so it's time to get back to the basics, it's time to take care of the last thing in Solid Gold either of us hasn't done, and that's put the Dudley Boyz back in the past. It's time to end all speculation of who the better tag team is..And when it's all said and done on Shock Saturday night, Edge and Christian will go down in history as the greatest tag team in the history of wrestling.

James E. Cornette: HOLY SHIT! COME HERE! WE GOT A BODY!

[[ Cornette frantically waves from far away at Edge and them. They rush over there to where Tomko and Cornette are at. A soaken body is laying on the dock at Tomko's feet. When everyone gets over there their expressions says it all. Cornette starts puking everywhere, Trish covers her mouth with both hands, and even Tomko looks disgusted. ]]

Trish Stratus: Oh..my..god.

Stacy Keibler: HE HAS NO HEAD!

James E. Cornette: Why don't you give him some head.

[[ Cornette nudges Tomko, fully expecting Stacy to go to town on the headless body. ]]

Stacy Keibler: No.

[[ Trish looks the body over. ]]

Trish Stratus: Wait a second..This isn't Christian.

Tyson Tomko: ..Nope.

[[ Cornette reaches into the headless man's pocket and pulls out his wallet. Cornette cocks and eyebrow. ]]

James E. Cornette: You gotta' be kiddin' me!

Edge: Who is it?

James E. Cornette: ..Tim White.

Trish Stratus: I thought he was eaten by the anaconda?

[[ Everyone shrugs. ]]

Edge: Guess he just wanted Tim's face.

Stacy Keibler: Then where's Christian at?

[[ No one has an answer. ]]

Edge: Who knows.

[[ Fade. ]]

[[ Now for the most interesting comments of anyone..The last two men to defeat Edge and Christian, the Sandman and Justin Credible. Smoke fills the screen as Sandman is smoking on a cigarette. ]]

The Sandman: So Edge and Christian's still alive? Too bad. I was hoping those two, Arn Anderson, Taz, and Val Venis would all get on a ship, sail out to the Pacific, and the motherfucker would fuckin' SINK!

[[ Sandman takes another hit of his cigarette. ]]

The Sandman: But I heard about Christian droppin' the belt to a god damn celebrity. I hate Tom Cruise. I hate him because he was handed a belt I kicked a lot of ass to never win.

Justin Credible: Yeah, bunch of bitches!

The Sandman: And now those blonde haired bitches are about to make history? What the fuck has SGW come to? When we were in there, there wasn't none of this shit goin' on.

Justin Credible: Nope.

[[ Sandman takes a sip of his beer and continues talking. ]]

The Sandman: Almost five years ago, Justin and I whipped Edge and Christian's faggot asses and took their damn titles. And for fun, we gave those titles to a jobber tag team to piss them off even more! And now, all these years later, look at them...Christian won the fuckin' World title, they've both beaten Val Venis like a red headed step-child...And now..Now they're fixin' to fuckin' win the Tag titles again?

Justin Credible: It's not the coolest.

The Sandman: Guess that makes us look like a bunch of idiots...It also makes us better than Ric Flair, Val Venis, and Kennedy and Big Show.

Producer: How?

The Sandman: Well fuck, since those two are fixin' to go down in history as the most successful tag team ever, the two barely lose...We were the last two to beat 'em. I didn't fuckin' see Ric Flair or Val Venis beat either one of them, let alone BOTH of them.

[[ Sandman sips his beer again. ]]

The Sandman: So yeah...Fuck Edge and Christian. Fuck those Canadian pieces of shit. Fuck them for bein' alive, fuck them for winnin' matches, fuck them for goin' down in Solid Gold history as the best tag team ever.

Justin Credible: Bitches.

[[ Fade. ]]

[[ And now we cut back and we see the crew pretty much giving up on looking for Christian. They're expecting the worse. Tim White's body is still laying where they brought him out of the water. Trish is looking at the Gimmick title again. ]]

Trish Stratus: Christian, where are you at?

[[ She rubs the ugly belt. ]]

Trish Stratus: You lost the World title sure, but you could have won the Tag titles this week. You could have broke another record, cemented yourself as the legitimate greatest of all time.

[[ She shakes her head. ]]

Trish Stratus: Great, now Kennedy and Big Show's going to break the record for the longest title reign. But...At least you controlled your own destiny, went out like you wanted to.

[[ You sort of feel sorry for Trish now. ]]

Trish Stratus: Had I known you were going to kill yourself, I'd not turned you down so many times for sex. In fact, if you were here right now I'd have sex with you all night!

[[ Cornette runs off camera and comes back seconds later wearing a jacket like Christian's, hood up over his head and everything. He walks over to Trish. ]]

James E. Cornette: Hey bitch, here I am. Let's have sex.

[[ Trish isn't buying it. ]]

James E. Cornette: Whoop, whoop, whoop...Christian in the house!

Trish Stratus: Shut up, Cornette.

[[ Cornette removes the hood and looks dejected. ]]

James E. Cornette: It was worth a shot.

Trish Stratus: No it wasn't.

James E. Cornette: Oh..Not fool you?

[[ She shakes her head. ]]

Trish Stratus: Not close.

James E. Cornette: Crap.

[[ Tomko, Edge, and Stacy stand around Tim White's body, looking depressed. ]]

Edge: What a way to go, huh?

Stacy Keibler: Yeah, I've never seen anyone get their face eaten by a huge snake.

Tyson Tomko: ..Nope.

[[ Out of the shadows walks up a figure. Everyone huddles together, preparing for a mugger. The figure stops and everyone is waiting for him. Edge is crotched down, ready to attack. ]]

Edge: COME ON! COME ON!

[[ The figure walks closer, into the dimly light moonlight sky. CHRISTIAN! Christian appears looking fine, eating an ice cream cone. He looks confused as does his Coalition mates. He walks up to them, stops, takes another bite of his ice cream and speaks. ]]

Christian: What's going on guys?

James E. Cornette: Where the hell have you been?!

Christian: Getting ice cream.

Trish Stratus: You didn't kill yourself!

[[ Trish hugs Christian, making him drop his ice cream. ]]

Christian: You made me drop my ice cream, you dirty..

[[ Trish kisses Christian and forgets all about the ice cream. ]]

Christian: Oh well, there's always later.

Edge: What made you not kill yourself?

Christian: I never was going to in the first place. Why would I? I'm fixing to break another SGW record this week with you, bro. I can't do it when I'm dead...And besides, I saw how the Taz memorial show went, I want to make sure SGW is dead before I die..That way, our mom and dad isn't drug from Canada to wherever we're at and burned along with me.

Stacy Keibler: Good idea.

Christian: SGW doesn't mess around with death, it's taken overboard.

[[ Christian takes his Gimmick title from Trish's hands. ]]

Christian: There it is.

Trish Stratus: But Stacy said you were going back to meet Tim White.

Christian: Well yeah, I had to get my Gimmick title. I dropped it in the water during Shock. This is all I got left. This is the last piece of sanity I have. Maria's taken everything else from me. She's drove Solid Gold Wrestling in the ground. She's made APW look like the greatest company ever created.

Tyson Tomko: ..Diss.

[[ Edge extends his hand and shakes hands with his brother. ]]

Edge: I'm glad you're not dead, bro. I'd hated winning those titles by myself.

Christian: I admit, Val Venis, the man who you and I beat like a drum for the past two pay-per-views winning the World title took me over the edge, pardon the pun...I mean, Maria could go on a killing rampage and still get to Heaven thanks to that donation to charity.

Edge: She's already on one. People are dying faster in SGW than in Iraq. When I was at home after Supremacy, I only watched Shock to see who's turn it was to die that particular week. SGW is a death trap.

Christian: And now especially it is for Kennedy and Show. But Maria's not going to be behind their deaths, we are. We're the embodiment of tag team wrestling in this company. Forget the Dudleyz, Harlem Heat, Legion of Doom, all the great teams in the past...Edge and Christian are the real tag team that should advertise tag wrestling. Ever since day one, this division has belonged to us, and now, Saturday night...The ties are over, no more sharing records..That record, like Kennedy and Show's asses..Are ours!

[[ Trish rubs her forhead, she doesn't even know what to think. ]]

Trish Stratus: This is so crazy, Christian. Thirty minutes ago we thought you were dead...And now...Now here you are, you popped up eating ice cream!

Christian: Until you made me drop it.

James E. Cornette: We need you. Hell, I need you. I'm a mess without ya', Christian! I miss you so damn much. I miss being with you. I miss being near you! I miss your laugh!

[[ Christian looks uncomfortable. Cornette continues, wiping tears out of his eyes. ]]

James E. Cornette: I miss..I miss your scent. I miss your musk. When this all gets sorted out, I think you and me should get an apartment together.

Christian: Umm..

Trish Stratus: Well, anyway..We're all glad you're not dead, Christian. Now we can stop looking for a missing person and concentrate on breaking a record.

Christian: Trish, that record can be considered broken. Ken Kennedy and the Big Show are nothing compared to the wars we've had in the past...I'm the only man to ever hold the SGW World title and never be defeated for it. Edge and I haven't lost in five years, so seriously...The only record being broke Saturday night is the record for most reigns.

Edge: Yep. Saturday night is going to be academic. Since Christian's not dead, it leaves only three things left to die in Solid Gold.

Christian: Val Venis?

Edge: Besides Val.

Christian: Oh.

Edge: The chase for our record Kennedy and Show is on...And the last two things left to die in SGW are Ken Kennedy and the Big Show...Their end comes on Shock, and that is a fact you can

BANK ON!

Christian: I hit thirty straight wins two weeks ago, looks like we're going to hit thirty-one..I'm not dead, Edge is back...Those titles are ours, and that's no good for Kennedy and Show.

Tyson Tomko: ..Nope.

Christian: Saturday..Ken Kennedy and the Big Show will die...Along with their aspirations to break our record..Because it's simple, it's not brain science..It's just..

HOW..WE..ROLL!!

Edge: Yep. Just like old times, bro...Just like old times.

[[ The group leaves the dock area, stepping over Tim White's headless, dead body. The scene fades. ]]

[[ Static. ]]

[[ Fade out. ]]