Notes: Three new chapters. I don't know whether to say you are lucky or run away.
A Shock
I had no idea where I was going now. I had spent some time at the library and did some research. I explained I wasn't around here and the librarian let me use one of the computers. I had brought a disk with me to save all the newspaper articles I found on the computer. there were a few but nothing that really answered my questions.
My mind went back to the conversation with Vince McMahon earlier today. Part of me knows he was lying. What was he lying about though? and then there was Bischoff. He was just odd.
I really have no idea where I'm going next. Maybe to Florida to see Uncle Dean. Or maybe back to Kentucky. I really feel like I haven't found anything. I walked into the Super 8 Motel. I started to walk to my room. "Mr. Benoit?" A voice called from the front desk causing me to turn around. "Someone delivered a package for you earlier today."
"Thanks." I said taking it from him. I could see by the size and shape of it that it was videotape. Luckily the motel had old VCR's so I borrowed one and went up to my motel room. I opened the package and a note fell out. I read it quickly. It said:
This is what no one wanted to tell you.
I put it into the VCR. It was a copy of the match between Goldberg and my father. I sat on the edge of the bed. I've never seen this match. It was from one place so either it was a handheld or just one camera, which was strange because it was a PPV. My heart nearly stopped when I saw the powerbomb. Eddy was right. His neck was at a weird angle.
The camera zoomed in. I sat closer as I saw something a bit odd. The medic was talking to my father and I swear I heard him say act dead. Eddy was right next to them so he obviously heard that. But Eddy said that he knew my father was dead when he heard my mother scream. And now the medic was whispering something to Eddy who nodded and then left the ring. That was before my mother got through security. Eddy was gone by the time she screamed. The tape shut off.
Damn it! I silently cursed. I rewound and watched it over and over again. I wasn't wrong.
Eddy lied about it all. I lay on the bed sobbing. I wasn't sure what I had just seen. But I did know one thing. My dad. He was alive. And Eddy may have kept him away from me all these years.
Now what?
A Shock
I had no idea where I was going now. I had spent some time at the library and did some research. I explained I wasn't around here and the librarian let me use one of the computers. I had brought a disk with me to save all the newspaper articles I found on the computer. there were a few but nothing that really answered my questions.
My mind went back to the conversation with Vince McMahon earlier today. Part of me knows he was lying. What was he lying about though? and then there was Bischoff. He was just odd.
I really have no idea where I'm going next. Maybe to Florida to see Uncle Dean. Or maybe back to Kentucky. I really feel like I haven't found anything. I walked into the Super 8 Motel. I started to walk to my room. "Mr. Benoit?" A voice called from the front desk causing me to turn around. "Someone delivered a package for you earlier today."
"Thanks." I said taking it from him. I could see by the size and shape of it that it was videotape. Luckily the motel had old VCR's so I borrowed one and went up to my motel room. I opened the package and a note fell out. I read it quickly. It said:
This is what no one wanted to tell you.
I put it into the VCR. It was a copy of the match between Goldberg and my father. I sat on the edge of the bed. I've never seen this match. It was from one place so either it was a handheld or just one camera, which was strange because it was a PPV. My heart nearly stopped when I saw the powerbomb. Eddy was right. His neck was at a weird angle.
The camera zoomed in. I sat closer as I saw something a bit odd. The medic was talking to my father and I swear I heard him say act dead. Eddy was right next to them so he obviously heard that. But Eddy said that he knew my father was dead when he heard my mother scream. And now the medic was whispering something to Eddy who nodded and then left the ring. That was before my mother got through security. Eddy was gone by the time she screamed. The tape shut off.
Damn it! I silently cursed. I rewound and watched it over and over again. I wasn't wrong.
Eddy lied about it all. I lay on the bed sobbing. I wasn't sure what I had just seen. But I did know one thing. My dad. He was alive. And Eddy may have kept him away from me all these years.
Now what?