Vince stayed in the hospital for a long time. In that time, the corporate office began to ponder his ability to claim ownership of the WWE business.

When he was finally discharge, he was in a full-body cast similar to HHH, except even worse due to the severe burns. He was wheeled in front of the Board of Directors, where they addressed him with the main part of their speech. "Mr. McMahon, we have reached a decision based upon your actions as Chairman of the WWE. We have deemed you currently unprepared to accept such power, and must relieve you of your position."

"What?" Vince glared at Linda, who was in a neck brace, courtesy of Kane's "Tombstone Pile Driver" (Actually, it wasn't a real Tombstone, because he had both her legs to one side of his head in a "sign" of modesty).

"I'm saying that you're fired." Linda said.

"You're fucking lying!" Vince yelled at them.

"I'm not lying, Vincent. We have already chosen a replacement for you." Linda stood up, and went over to a door. Vince was wondering who the hell they would replace him with. "By the way, Vincent, I would like to wish you to have a nice day." Linda said, and opened the door.

"Who the hell is it? Mick Foley?" Vince asked.

"No. It's Mr. Socko!" Mick Foley said, coming in the office. He had Mr. Socko on his hand, which he immediately began rubbing in Vince's bandaged face.

"Ow! Ow! Watch the burns!" Vince yelled in anger.