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| [The crisp, metal doors of the elevator open as the bell sounds, and the TWW camera crew steps out into the long, busy hallway. A floor of a hospital, certainly: a gurney is parked off to one side, men and women in sterile white lab coats hurry to and fro, a nurses station is placed strategically next to the elevators. The one thing that really seems out of place, though, is the faint, incessant laughter. The cameraman steps up to the nurses' station and inquires about the room number of the man known as Loki The Trickster. The heavy-set nurse behind the desk rolls her eyes and points with her chin to a location down the hall, number 309 she says. The cameraman thanks her and heads off, following her directions. As the crew gets closer to their destination, the laughter gets louder, growing in volume to the point that there can be no doubt: room 309 is the definitely the source of the laughing. A doctor walks briskly down the hall from the opposite direction, heading straight for Loki's room. The cameraman clears his throat and stops him just as he's about to enter.] Cameraman: Excuse me, doctor, I'm from Tidal Wave Wrestling and I've come to find out the condition of Loki The Trickster. Do you have any information? Doctor: This man in here is a wrestler? I was told that he was in some sort of bindery accident... Cameraman: He had a bulldozer full of books dumped on him. Doctor: And that's wrestling??? Cameraman: ......What's his status, doctor? Doctor: Well, he suffered a concussion, with a little swelling of the brain, but there's no internal hemorrhaging and no immediate danger. He also suffered a bruised kidney, which should heal with no problems at all. He's actually doing pretty well for getting a bulldozer full of books dumped on him... And you say that's part of wrestling? [The doctor shakes his head and opens the door to room 309. With the door open, the laughter gets louder, but once the camera passes into the room the source of the laughter is discovered: a small tape recorder has been placed perfectly in the center of the pillow on the bed. The room is empty.] Cameraman: What the...? Doctor: Where? He...he shouldn't be up and around! He needs bed-rest! Nurse! NURSE! [The doctor leaves abruptly, and the camera focuses directly on the tape recorder and its nonstop laughing. Across the public address system, a call for security comes through. The scene fades.] |
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