Kane sat on top of the roof of the RAW arena, finding comfort in the solitude. His head was covered in his black towel. Anonymous appeared almost out of nowhere, only to have a stool thrown at him. "GET AWAY FROM ME!" Kane yelled at him loudly, turning back around from the door.

"I'm not leaving, Kane. This has gone too far. JR and Linda didn't do anything to you, and you set him on fire." Anonymous dropped the stool he had caught.

"They're just like the rest of them." Kane said darkly.

"Bullshit. Kane, you're paranoid. You were mocked as a child. Who hasn't? You know what I've had to go through my life? You can't begin to imagine the terrible things I've had to deal with. I don't even know what stopped me from killing them back then. If I knew then what I know now, they would be in worse condition than HHH and I would have to have gone to the electric chair." A cold wind blew harshly around them.

Rage suddenly filled Kane's mind, driving him to stand up and grab Anonymous' neck. He lifted him high up into the air, looking up at his friend in pure anger. Anonymous calmly looked down at his friend, and waited. Kane swung his friend into the large metal wall, driving him through it. Kane peered into the shadow carnage, and Anonymous jumped out in front of him. Kane grabbed his neck again, and forced him over to the side. He lifted Anonymous up into the air and threw him over the concrete barrier.

Kane looked over the concrete railing, looking down at the long fall. He expected to see the trailer for a truck caved in. He didn't see a thing. Another gust of wind blew around him, howling in his ears. Suddenly, a hand shot out, grabbing Kane's throat. Anonymous jumped back over the barrier, and lifted Kane up effortlessly into the air. Anonymous turned him around, dangling him over the long fall. "It's your choice, Kane. You die now, you die slowly and kill yourself, or you live." Rain started falling and thunder and lighting began to run their course.

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Kane's so-called "friend" now held him suspended high in the air, death waiting imminently below him. Anonymous looked him in the eyes, his single eye a cold, hard glare.

"Option A." Anonymous let go of Kane's throat. Kane screamed in horror as he fell to the large trailer. He looked up as he fell at Anonymous, who was silhouetted by a bolt of lightning. Kane thought it might have been the grim reaper. He landed squarely on top of the trailer, shattering the metal. Medics, guards, and various other people ran up to the carnage to see if whoever had fallen was alive.

A doctor climbed in carefully, listening for a heartbeat. There was none. Glen Jacobs, a.k.a. "Kane" had died. Everyone looked up at the roof, and saw no one. As far as anyone knew, Glen Jacobs had committed suicide (Option B).

***

Anonymous pulled Kane back over the barrier, and let him go. "That's how it could happen, Kane. It can be that simple."

"Why did you do that? What's the point?" Kane asked, grabbing his throat.

"My point is that you're like Pink Floyd in his album 'The Wall'*. He had a wall to hide behind. He was psychologically safe from the world. Then the wall was torn down, and he lost his mind. You had your mask, both physically and mentally. When Bischoff stripped you of your physical mask, he stole your psychological mask as well, exposing you to all the shit that was blocked by your mask. Now it's all breaking your weakened mental state down, and you can feel it all crumbling down inside you." Anonymous jumped down an crouched next to Kane as a bolt of lightning shot out of the sky and thunder cracked. "I know, it's happened to me**."

"What did you do?" Kane asked desperately.

"I don't remember. Kane, or maybe I should say Glen Jacobs, you have a family. A wife and 2 children. Do what's best for all of them and you." Kane's eyes were finally open, now the truth had finally been explained to him. He looked over at a large wall (You know in action movies, when the good guy hangs around a corner on top of a large building with his gun? That's sort of where they are), which had 2 posters he had put there. Why? He didn't know. In fact, he had found himself doing many strange things lately.

One was of him doing his "choke-slam of hell" to HHH from that 6-man Tag Match. The other was one with fire in the background, the border covered in pictures of his past achievements, and in the center was his fourth mask. Beside them on a small air-vent pipe was a picture of him and his family propped up on the cold steel.

He stood up, and turned towards the small doorway to go back inside. He opened the steel door, but paused. He looked up at the two posters, and tore them down. He picked up his picture of his family, and stared at it for a minute or 2. Kane turned around to thank Anonymous, but he was gone. Kane turned towards the doorway, and went down. That night, "Kane" died, and Glen Jacobs was reborn. Yet he did not return to wrestling, as he had to become known to his family, which had even been pushed out by his psychological mask. He decided that at this point in his life, he would need professional counseling, so that was what he was going to get. But he would be back...

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*- "Pink Floyd's The Wall" album is about a rock singer who hides behind a mental "wall". We go into his tormenting past, and learn why he needs this wall. He then snaps, and turns his brainless fans into an army of nazi-like "soldiers". Then, the wall was torn down, and his extremely disturbed mind puts itself in a trial, and the verdict: "Tear down the wall!" He is now left without his wall to the harshness of reality, where he obviously looses what's left of his sanity. I compare this to Kane because it's almost the same story, except Kane didn't his fans into a nazi army.

**- Anonymous' past is not false. I based him almost completely off of what has happened to my brothers and me. Don't think that I put it in here just to get pity. This not only has to do with the fic, but is also a warning. Please, if you know anyone who hides behind a mental "wall" or in a "shell", please seek help for him or her, because if they're psychological protection crumbles or is stripped from them, they will be dangerous. Just look at what's been happening to Kane.

As a final note, I weaved a web of both fiction and reality. Glen Jacobs is in real life a father and husband, but on TV is the only place I am aware of him going crazy.