The camera starts looking at a pair of sneakers. Nothing special but they looked worn out. Panning back Cappie is shown kneeling.

“Let’s talk about heart break. I’m not talking like something stupid. I’m not talking about some one at the office you work at some how taking the last of the coffee in the morning, or someone eating the last sprinkled doughnut even tho you told everyone you had claimed it. No! You see.”

Cappie jumps up his voice intensifying the more he yells.

I’m talking like walking in on your girlfriend of three years sleeping with your neighbor. Or your dad saying he’ll be right back and that he was running down the street to the gas station to buy a pack of cigarettes only not to come back. That’s what I’ve been feeling the last few months. You see I lost my hardcore title. I lost my partner. I lost my way!

Cappie turns around and kicks one of the production carts behind him

No more! You see this Sunday I found the old Cappie. You see I may not have won the royal Rumble but I did win in realizing what I need and right now that’s the ic title. So Gamer or what’s your face I’m making my intentions very clear I am coming for that title and I’m not going to stop until I get it. I want... no I need to become a grand slam champion.

Elimination Chamber... JJ, Gamer G2J I don’t care which one of you guys I have to go through first, but let me make one thing clear none of you will be able to stop me. If you want to you’re going to have kill me because I promise you one thing I will not stay down as long as there’s so much as a breath left in me!

Cappie looks into the camera before fixing his leather jacket and walking off camera.