"You see...The Rock is not dead."

Angel's eyes grew big as she heard Shane's last statement. Shane kept trying to choke her but the phone ran, so he got up and went to the next room. Angel just laid there, trying to catch her breath and think. 'Alive? He...he's still alive?' Her happiness helped her forget what was happening at the moment, but she couldn't help but wonder, was Shane telling the truth, or was he just lying?

Angel then heard Shane talk. "No Stephanie, I won't be there in the arena tonight. Well, I got some business to attend to. Put...no, put Booker on the phone." After a while of silence she heard Shane talk again. "Hey Booker. No, I can't be there tonight man. Yeah, yeah, I'll be watching. I know you will. And remember, the Alliance is going to CRUSH the WWF and are going to end up like how...Yeah, you know. Yeah, man, I'll see you soon."

Shane walked back in the room and Angel didn't wait for him to start talking, so she asked, "What do you mean 'The Rock isn't dead'? Is he really alive?"

He sat next to her and turned on the T.V while he talked. "Well, what do you think I meant? Now shut up. Booker T's going to talk soon."

Angel turned to the T.V and saw Booker T walking down the ring. "What the hell are we watching? THAT?! You know, I might die tonight, but I'll die from boredom from listening to HIM." Shane turned to her and turned off the T.V "Shane, is Rock really alive? Please..."

Shane stared at her for a long while, which seemed to Angel like a damn eternity, but finally Shane spoke, "Yeah, he is. We DID beat him, and beat him, and beat him...but he just didn't give up. When I ordered this...one of the guys with me to finish him off he just didn't want to. He didn't have it in him, so we killed him. THAT'S who the blood belongs to in that little rag you found. In the funeral I made...well, I paid someone to tell Vince not to open the coffin. The doctor's excuse was 'because he was in too bad of a condition to have friends and people that cared about him see how he was', remember? I managed EVERYTHING. It's amazing what some people would do for money." Shane turned back to Angel. "Too bad you will never see him again though. He's tucked away somewhere nobody knows. And with you gone...well NO ONE will ever know."

Everything connected together in Angel's head. She now understood why the fans couldn't see Rock in the last goodbye. No one had seen him, and now she found out. The person in that tomb wasn't The Rock. It was the man Shane and his friends had killed... Angel just didn't say anything. She didn't even know what to say. Shane looked at her. "Whoa. THAT actually shut you up? You won't tell anybody any of this though. You'll be DEAD before you get out of here."

"Shane, where is he?"

Shane laughed at her. "Right. Like I'm going to tell you. You won't find out Angel."

"I'm going to find out. You'll see."

"Nah. I don't think so. You'll be dead before that happens." Angel finally managed to untie a bit of the knot tying her hands, but Shane noticed. "What's wrong Angel? Rope's too tight for you? Here, let me help you."

Shane untied the rope, much to Angel's surprise. "Why'd you do that?"

"I know you won't try anything. You CAN'T do anything. Tonight..." Before Shane could continue the phone rang again, so he went to the next room. Angel searched for a cell phone that she had in her pocket, and once she found it she dialed Vince, who would surely send some help over. When Vince answered she could just whisper. "Vince, Shane has me in some house. He has gone completely insane. You've gotta send someone over!"

"But where are you?"

Shane could still be heard talking on the phone and Angel said, "I don't know. I was in Miami when Shane's friends..."

"Then I think I know where you are. Shane had a little pen house outside of Miami. I'll send the police over right away, it shouldn't take long."

"Vince, I gotta go, I..." Before she could continue Shane busted through the door and when he saw the phone in her hands he grabbed it and threw it to the wall. Angel stood up to him. She wasn't about to let Shane get away with everything, and needed to keep stalling before the police arrived.

Shane grinned. "Well, well. You don't seem so scared anymore."

"I'm NOT scared. I'm pissed off. Where is The Rock?"

"And what makes you think I'm going to tell you?"

Angel ignored him and kept asking. "Where's The Rock?"

"What are you going to do to make me tell you? You're never getting out of here."

Angel pointed to the cell phone. "Who'd you think I was calling? I AM going to get out of here. Your little secret won't be a secret anymore. Everyone will know that The Rock is not dead. That he's alive and that YOU'RE the one that made everyone think he wasn't."

Shane pushed Angel to the couch. "You're not going to say anything. First of all, you won't even get out of here. Second, no one would believe you. You have no proof! Who can guarantee that I wasn't just lying? Think about it Angel. No one would believe you. And you don't even know where he is, so you're in a lose-lose situation."

Angel stood up and pushed him to a wall. "I haven't given up before and I won't give up now. I don't care if you want to kill me. You want to? Go ahead, but you won't get far with all this. You can't keep this hidden forever. Now tell me where The Rock is!"

Shane was about to say something but the noise of police sirens stopped him and made him look out the window. Angel's emotions were mixed now. She was glad that the police was there, but maybe Shane was about to tell her and the police interrupted that. Shane started running out the door but Angel tried to grab his arm, and before she could stop him Shane pushed her to a wall and causing her to get knocked out by the impact.