Big Show was now afraid. He had a monster from hell chasing him, he was sure. He saw who he was looking for, and walked up to Nunzio of the FBI. "Hey, Big Show." Nunzio said.
"Cut the crap, Nunzio. I need a favor." Big Show said.
"Ok. What can I do for you?" Nunzio asked, signaling for Chuck Palumbo and Johnny Stamboli to listen.
"Stephanie McMahon hates me, that much is obvious. She's putting me in a match tonight against an unknown opponent, who I think is Enigma, you know, that guy from earlier. I figure he's like Anonymous from RAW, but I don't think that a human can be that strong."
"You don't think Anonymous is human?" Stamboli asked, not being able to hide his chuckle.
"Can you blame me?" Big Show said seriously. "Anyway, You 3 need to find him, and stop him from coming to the main event tonight. Do whatever you need to do."
"Don't worry about him, Show." Nunzio said, leading his to toadies away to start looking for Enigma.
***
Nunzio figured out where Enigma was, somehow, and led his toadies towards a room that was somehow overlooked from their earlier searches. Chuck Palumbo took a puff of his cigar, and got up in the seat of a forklift, and started looking around for the key. It was already in the ignition, so he started it up.
Nunzio and Stamboli were afraid that Enigma would open the door, but he didn't. Palumbo accelerated the forklift, and pushed it up against the door. He shifted up into a higher gear, and jammed the forklift farther into the door, pushing the vehicle as close as he could without pushing the door off of the hinges.
Nunzio slapped Palumbo on the back as he got out of the forklift, and all 3 of them started walking away proudly, when they heard a loud crack behind them. They turned around, and saw the door in splinters and the forklift pushed towards the opposite wall from the doorway...
***
Big Show thought he was in the clear, and didn't have to worry about Enigma hunting him any longer. He went into his locker room to get ready for his match against Undertaker, whom he was sure would have to be his opponent now that Enigma was out of the question.
He pulled off the note that was taped to the wall, and looked at it. It was covered in a red liquid. Big Show's face turned pale as he dropped it, realizing what it was. It was soaked in blood, with a short message scribbled onto it. It read as this: "You're next."