the camera starts down at Kane's boots and rises up to his face. the room he's in is bathed in eerie red light as he glares into the camera.

"Last week, my brother failed to get the job done against Zarel Damone, and he was eliminated from contention to be SEWF's first world champion." Kane pauses, then smiles sadistically. "I guess that makes my job a whole lot easier. You see, the Undertaker is both my greatest ally, and my arch nemesis. With him out of the picture, I can unleash all the pain I want on the hapless fools remaining in the tournament. Tonight, I take on some guy named Draze that I could give less than a damn about. Tonight, he's just the latest in a long string of victims. Last week I took Jay Phoenix and not only chokeslammed him into hell, I Tombstoned him as well. Draze can look forward to the same fate here tonight. And next week, I'll go on to demolish either Jarel or Zarel. I don't really care which one of them I take out. I've beaten them both before, and next week, I'll do it again. Though personally I hope Zarel wins it. That way I can show my brother up by doing what he failed to do. My reign as champion is merely a formality. Tonight, Draze will fall before the flames. Next week, it'll be one of the Damones."

Kane laughs maniacally as the camera fades