*Black Blooded are seen pulling out onto the parking lot, there is a large black truck in the middle of the lot, a hooded figure sitting in the driver seat with the window down. As one, Black Blooded turn off their bikes and dismount, walking to the driver side door of the truck*
Mr. Blood: You have any problems while we were taking care of business?
*The figure shakes it's head*
Mr. Blood: You got the stuff?
*The Figure nods*
Mr. Blood: alright, we got everything planned for Death Row, those bitches won't know what hit them
*As the figure starts to laugh, Black turns around. Seeing the camera he roars, charging the cameraman who turns to run. All that is visible is the wall of the arena and the open door back inside, the view wobbling crazily as the cameraman runs in fear. another roar is heard, and a scream from the cameraman as finally the viewpoint is almost flying, as the ground quickly comes up and smashes the front of the camera, killing the feed.*
Mr. Blood: You have any problems while we were taking care of business?
*The figure shakes it's head*
Mr. Blood: You got the stuff?
*The Figure nods*
Mr. Blood: alright, we got everything planned for Death Row, those bitches won't know what hit them
*As the figure starts to laugh, Black turns around. Seeing the camera he roars, charging the cameraman who turns to run. All that is visible is the wall of the arena and the open door back inside, the view wobbling crazily as the cameraman runs in fear. another roar is heard, and a scream from the cameraman as finally the viewpoint is almost flying, as the ground quickly comes up and smashes the front of the camera, killing the feed.*


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