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Date Posted: 23:14:25 07/08/01 Sun
Author: The Embalmer
Subject: The Embalmer Speaks!

**Luke King walks out of the FCW meeting with a distressed look on his face. He notices his faithful cameraman Tito waiting at the reception's desk, and he quickly runs up to King with a questioning look on his face**

King: "This is bad, Tito. FCW is downsizing their payroll, and getting rid of any excess costs. What if they think I'm nothing more than excess baggage? I don't like where this is going."

**Tito grunts in sympathy**

King: "Don't worry, Tito, they're in need of cameramen. Your future is safe for the time being. But mine..."

**King thinks for a minute...**

King: "I got it. There's a lot of mystery surrounding a particular wrestler, and I'm gonna find out more about this guy to secure my future here! You know who I'm talking about, Tito?"

**Tito grunts in disapointment**

King: "That's right... The Embalmer!"

**For the next few hours, King works diligently on his interview, until finally he emerges from the locker room he uses as his office**

King: "Let's go, Tito!"

**King brings Tito and the camera to a door of a locker room, with the words "The Embalmer" headlining it. He knocks a few times, then opens the door. They walk in, and see The Embalmer sitting on a chair, watching the latest Sammy interview. The Embalmer notices King and Tito, and shuts off the TV**

The Embalmer: "Have a seat, King. I was expecting you."

King: "Thank you. Hurry and set up, Tito."

**Tito hurries and sets up. He starts to record**

King: "Hello, Embalmer. How are you feeling?"

The Embalmer: "I've lost the ability to feel any kind of emotion but anger."

King (caught off-gaurd by that comment): "Oh... I see... (dammit)... anyway, let me ask you again about your upcoming Xtreme Title Match in the boiler room."

The Embalmer: "The boiler room... the very name of it has a certain element to it. It is one of the most perfect places for pain. What you have is a place of darkness, filled with various objects that can easily be used as weapons. Then you have the pipes connecting this boiler to that, and each one contains hot steam capable of burning a man's flesh from his face. And then you have the bare pavement under your feet, and awkward places to wrestle..."

King: "So basically, it's the closest you can get to hell..."

The Embalmer: "Exactly. Good observation, King. I'm impressed."

King: "Aw, shucks... urrr, anyway, I noticed you were watching Sammy's recent interview. Anything you'd like to say to him?"

The Embalmer: "He says I am lucky. I am lucky to ever win a match, lucky to be in this fed... and yet I can hear the fear behind his voice, and I can see the panic behind those lenseless glasses. The truth is, Sammy, you have never been this afraid in your life. You are a coward. You fear what I am capable of doing to you. You have never seen what I can do, and that is why you are afraid to your very core. That is why you even hinted at teaming up with the other coward, Bizarre, against me. When us three finally meet in that boiler room, I will show you both just what I am capable of. Luck will have nothing to do with me winning the Xtreme belt and leaving both of you idiots in a pool of your own blood. Sammy, go ahead and say I am lucky. Say whatever you want to say to hide your fear. You will find out first hand that I am much more than that when we finally compete."

King: "For my next question..."

The Embalmer: "Enough. Time for you to leave, King."

King: "But... I've got several good questions to ask............ OK, fine. Pack up, Tito."

**Tito packs up. As they leave The Embalmer, King knows that wasn't enough to convince the higher-ups of his worth. After all, he had a whole bunch of good questions to ask... but he'd just have to wait and try again next time**

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