Author: Miss Calysto
Title: You Don't Want To Play Me
Rating: R (language)
Disclaimer: I own nothing, :) everything belongs to WWFE and Vince McMahon.
Summary: "Don't you forget there's a price you can pay, cause I am the Game, and I want
to play."
*********
Darkness.
That's what you see late at night when you try to reach for the light but you can't find it.
When you get up from your restless sleep to stumble around that damn dark room looking
for the light switch. You finally find it only to realize it won't work. Are you scared yet?
Blindness.
So you can't see. You try to make out what's around you but the darkness is too deep.
What was that? Was that your imagination or did something move in the darkness? Kind
of creepy ain't it? Can you make it out yet? You see it again, this time it's walking towards
you. You turn to run....and you hit the wall. Did that hurt?
Laughter.
Your not alone. You hear a strange mechanical laughter coming from behind you. Your
anger begins to outweigh your fear. That is until you hear the laughter stop. The darkness
seems to choke you again. You strain your eyes so they can see. Still nothing. You know
your not alone, so you call out.
Silence.
Did you really think they would answer you? Nice try. You hear footsteps crawling
around the hard floor as you try to stand up. Can you tell which way it's walking? No.
You try to run, you run straight through the bedroom door and out into the hallway. You
hear footsteps running after you. Faster! Run Faster! Uh-oh........you tripped. I wonder
what it is you tripped on?
Sledgehammer.
You can't breath can you? He's come for it, and he's going to get it. You hear him coming.
It's time you ask yourself.....do you know how to play?
*********
Chris Jericho woke from his dreams with a scream. He quickly turned on the light and
looked around his room. He held his precious belts closely to him. He wipes the sweat off
his brow and stares at the calendar on the wall.
"Six Weeks Until Wrestle Mania."
Jericho worriedly turns his light back off in hopes of getting sleep. And his dreams are yet
again filled of the obvious.....will Hunter win your belts at Wrestle Mania?
Yes.
Title: You Don't Want To Play Me
Rating: R (language)
Disclaimer: I own nothing, :) everything belongs to WWFE and Vince McMahon.
Summary: "Don't you forget there's a price you can pay, cause I am the Game, and I want
to play."
*********
Darkness.
That's what you see late at night when you try to reach for the light but you can't find it.
When you get up from your restless sleep to stumble around that damn dark room looking
for the light switch. You finally find it only to realize it won't work. Are you scared yet?
Blindness.
So you can't see. You try to make out what's around you but the darkness is too deep.
What was that? Was that your imagination or did something move in the darkness? Kind
of creepy ain't it? Can you make it out yet? You see it again, this time it's walking towards
you. You turn to run....and you hit the wall. Did that hurt?
Laughter.
Your not alone. You hear a strange mechanical laughter coming from behind you. Your
anger begins to outweigh your fear. That is until you hear the laughter stop. The darkness
seems to choke you again. You strain your eyes so they can see. Still nothing. You know
your not alone, so you call out.
Silence.
Did you really think they would answer you? Nice try. You hear footsteps crawling
around the hard floor as you try to stand up. Can you tell which way it's walking? No.
You try to run, you run straight through the bedroom door and out into the hallway. You
hear footsteps running after you. Faster! Run Faster! Uh-oh........you tripped. I wonder
what it is you tripped on?
Sledgehammer.
You can't breath can you? He's come for it, and he's going to get it. You hear him coming.
It's time you ask yourself.....do you know how to play?
*********
Chris Jericho woke from his dreams with a scream. He quickly turned on the light and
looked around his room. He held his precious belts closely to him. He wipes the sweat off
his brow and stares at the calendar on the wall.
"Six Weeks Until Wrestle Mania."
Jericho worriedly turns his light back off in hopes of getting sleep. And his dreams are yet
again filled of the obvious.....will Hunter win your belts at Wrestle Mania?
Yes.