" I'M THE BOOGEYMAN.. AND I'M COMIN' TO GET'CHA "

Distorted camera angles guide us through the scene that lights up in a small diner near Christian's hometown of Ontario, Canada. Almost like a home video of a man is shown. The guy enters the diner with a friend, still leaving us to wonder why we're even getting this shot of him. All of a sudden the cameras go to the inside, where we are slowly zoomed in on the man from behind placing an order. His friend is shown clearly on the screen, though. He is an average, height and weight wise, man in a business suit. The other seems to be a lot more casual, as we can see even from behind that he's simply wearing a white t-shirt.

Mystery " WHO AM I " Man: " Yes I'll have some of the uh... You know what? Let's keep it simple, I'll have a BLT. "

His friend laughs and shakes his head, raising his glass of wine and taking just a tiny sip of it.

Name " BUSINESS MAN " Unknown: " Excuse me for a moment, gotta' make my way to the men's room. "

The man turns his head to follow his friend to the bathroom with his eyes, as people have the habit to do this to make sure others tell the truth about where they're going. That reveals him to be former professional wrestler Lance Storm. He looks a bit different now, with an out of place goatee and a grin on his face that doesn't seem to leave him. He waits patiently for a few minutes before the watiress arrives with his order. She places a soup in front of him and puts the burger he also ordered on the side. Lance waits a few seconds for his buddy to get back from the bathroom, but his hunger mysteriously takes over. He grabs his spoon and looks around before digging into the soup and enjoying the hell out of it. After taking three spoons, he looks down at the soup and notices something strange about it, yet he doesn't seem to grasp what exactly it is. He slowly starts looking into it a little closer and finally.. IT'S THE BOOGEYMAN! Boogeyman's face is clearly showing in Lance's french onion soup, smiling.

The " YOUR DEEPEST FEAR " Boogeyman: " Put on your happy face! "

Lance " MR. CANADA " Storm: " Ahhh! Who the he... "

Boogeyman's smile turns into an expression of disgust.

The " YOUR DEEPEST FEAR " Boogeyman: " Hell hath no fury like Lance Storm's beard! "

Lance stares into thin air with a puzzled expression on his face.

The " YOUR DEEPEST FEAR " Boogeyman: " YOU PUT YOUR RIGHT FOOT IN! YOU PUT YOUR RIGHT FOOT OUT! YOU PUT YOUR RIGHT FOOT IN AND YOU SHAKE IT ALL ABOUT! Hahahaha. "

Lance " MR. CANADA " Storm: " What? The Hokey Pokey? "

Boogeyman is seen grabbing a handful of worms from his neck and chewing onto them like they were a tasty little snack, making Lance Storm quite disgusted.

The " YOUR DEEPEST FEAR " Boogeyman: " Enjoy! "

The worms now mysteriously start pouring out of Lance's soup, aggravating the former professional wrestler to the point that he stands out of his booth and waits for his friend to leave.

The " YOUR DEEPEST FEAR " Boogeyman: " Come on Lance, where's your fearless spirit? Afterall, your absence's just a loss, but fear is what you've never come across. ONE.. TWO.. BOOGEYMAN'S COMIN'.. FOR YOU It made no sense, ya' know! One moment you're having a career and the next.. Poof.. You ran away. The Boogeyman doesn't like quitters. But luckily for your puny little soul I haven't come for your career! The man chosen to face his fears goes by an alias of Christian I believe you know him. "

Lance " MR. CANADA " Storm: " Ye.. Yeah, I know him. I met him a couple of.. "

The " YOUR DEEPEST FEAR " Boogeyman: " BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH!!! This conversation's starting to annoy me! "

Boogeyman's expression tells it all, he feels bored, Lance Storm can't entertain him. Lance is still standing there looking shocked from all of this, but something appears to come over him. He begins to grab onto his stomach and looks to be throwing up a little.

The " YOUR DEEPEST FEAR " Boogeyman: " WHEN I GET ALL STEAMED UP HEAR ME SHOUT. "TIP ME OVER AND POUR ME OUT!!" Hahahahaha! "

All of a sudden, a numerous amount of worms "pours" out of Lance Storm's mouth, scaring off most of the restaurant's customers. The worms are swirming all over the ground, and Lance notices his friend making his way back from the men's room, yet can't work up enough courage to tell him what's happening. He turns his attention back to the reflection of Boogeyman and points with an angry expression, but notices that nothing is showing in the soup anymore. His friend makes his way back and takes a seat, noticing something different in Lance.

Name " BUSINESS MAN " Unknown: " What's the problem? You haven't even touched your burger and you're ready to leave? Come on, relax a little. "

Lance " MR. CANADA " Storm: " ... Yeah su.. sure. "

Lance slowly takes a seat back in his booth, looking at every little thing around him to make sure nothing sneaks up on him, still feeling a little nauseous from the worms. Just as he grabs the burger and checks it for a few seconds, a voice is heard.

The " YOUR DEEPEST FEAR " Boogeyman: " Your chance at glory you've clearly blown, now you in lie in this world all sad and alone. Lance, Lance, Lance, don't look frightened. "

Lance " MR. CANADA " Storm: " WHERE IS THAT COMING FROM!? "

Lance's friend is now staring at him with a shocked expression. Lance is going insane at his seat.

Name " BUSINESS MAN " Unknown: " What's what coming from? "

Lance " MR. CANADA " Storm: " Can't you hear that? Come on, Jack! Don't make me look like I'm crazy here. "

The " YOUR DEEPEST FEAR " Boogeyman: " TIC.. TOC.. TIC.. TOC.. All I need is a few simple little answers. Don't fail to co-operate, Lance. TIC.. TOC.. TIC.. TOC.. From the fires of destruction comes pro wrestling's greatest production. The clock is ticking. Your time draws neaaaar. "

Lance " MR. CANADA " Storm: " Excuse me for a.. moment. "

Lance quickly stands up out of his seat, still leaving his friend confused at what's going on. The cameras follow him all the way to the men's room, where he slams the door and places himself in front of a small mirror, splashing himself with water and staring at himself.

Lance " MR. CANADA " Storm: " This is NOT happening, it's NOT REAL. "

He seems to finally calm himself down before hearing two loud, rhythmic bangs coming from somewhere inside the bathroom.

The " YOUR DEEPEST FEAR " Boogeyman: " Knock Knock. "

It seems impossible trying to figure out where thet noise is coming from, but Lance Storm is now going ballistic. He's checking every little inch of that bathroom, and now proceeds to make his way near the stalls. He opens the first one slowly and sees nothing. He continues to walk sideways, his breathing the only thing he can hear now in this squallid environment. He opens the second one, rather quickly, and once again comes up empty. Then, as he's about to open the third one, it opens for him, and The Boogeyman is standing on the toilet with a big sadistic smile on his face. The lights flicker a little, and Lance takes a few steps back, but nothing can keep him away from The Boogeyman. This was one of those times where he didn't want to watch but he somehow couldn't stop.

The " YOUR DEEPEST FEAR " Boogeyman: " THIS LITTLE PIGGIE WENT TO THE MARKET. THIS LITTLE PIGGIE STAYED HOME. THIS LITTLE PIGGIE HAD ROAST BEEF, THIS LITTLE PIGGIE HAD NONE. AND THIS LITTLE PIGGIE CRIED.. "HELP ME! HELP! THE BOOGEYMAN.. IS COMIN' TO GET ME!!" Hahahahaha. "

Lance " MR. CANADA " Storm: " Look who.. who are you and what do you want from me? "

The " YOUR DEEPEST FEAR " Boogeyman: " That's a good question, Lance. You see the clock kept ticking, I was wondering whether you'd arrive to the correct conclusion or whether I would've had to completely destroy each and every little bone in your tiny structure. TIC.. TOC.. TIC.. TOC.. Can you hear the sound of your beating heart? No cure was ever invented for uncontrollable fear, ya' know? Hahahahaha.. BUT ENOUGH ABOUT YOU! What I am here for is to send a message to a very close friend of yours. "

Lance " MR. CANADA " Storm: " Let's get something straight here! I don't know who the hell you are or what the hell you're doing here, but you're certainly not gonna' start bossing me around and scaring me like a little girl! I don't know if you know this but.. I'm Lance Storm! I'm the greatest technical wrestler to step foot in a professional wrestling ring, I'm.. "

The " YOUR DEEPEST FEAR " Boogeyman: " ENOUGH! "

Lance tries to fight it, but Boogeyman now has full control of this conversation with one simple gesture.

The " YOUR DEEPEST FEAR " Boogeyman: " All I want you to know is that the wraths of hell have chosen you. This thursday night on TNT will mark the demise of a man you once known as Christian. Deep from the heart of the bottomless pit, The Boogeyman comes to take his only hit. You see, Lance Storm, I deeply feel your sorrow, you only wish you could take back your life to the mysery that it was before. BUT YOU CAN'T ESCAPE THE BOOGEYMAN! Because he finds you, and the sort of things that occur when he does find you will make you shiver and moan for yeaaars. Hahahahahaha. "

Lance starts to slowly walk backwards, trying to even walk away from The Boogeyman, but as he continues to walk backwards, he notices that Boogeyman is slowly dissapearing. He looks back in the stall and sees nothing, yet the lights in the room are flickering again and Lance is a lost soul.

The " YOUR DEEPEST FEAR " Boogeyman: " I'M THE BOOGEYMAN! "

Storm looks around to find his nemesis, then discovers that he's standing right behind him. He turns around and stares him down, although with fear in his eyes.

The " YOUR DEEPEST FEAR " Boogeyman: " AND I'M COMIN'.. TO GET'CHA! "

Lance finally bursts out with a huge run that takes him out of the bathroom and leaves the cameras zooming in on Boogeyman, who smiles and shows his enormous gap between his front teeth as the scene fades to the black.